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Chapter Twenty
Claire’s POV-
This gave me an uneasy feeling. What if they didn’t like me and thought that I wasn’t good enough for Cody? I would feel terrible-even more than I do now. Plus, I don’t want to be treated like a charity case. I always hated when people did that.
My emotions gave me away. Cody put his arms protectively around me and kissed my cheek. That’s a habit he’s gotten into that makes my heart flutter. “They are going to love you. My family is very accepting and understanding.”
“I just don’t want to be treated like a charity case. It’s awkward and embarrassing.” I said.
“They aren’t like that. I promise.” He said.
“Okay.” I said with a small smile.
He smiled triumphantly. “Awesome. You’re gonna love it.” He said.
I laughed at his sudden burst of happiness. “Where do they even live?” I asked.
“They live in the Myrtle Beach area. Actually, the house is only a short walk from the beach, which is awesome in the summer time.” He said, talking a mile a minute.
I giggled quietly.
He suddenly stopped talking and looked at me.
“What?” I asked.
“”I don’t really know.” He confessed.
We sat there in a comfortable silence under a huge oak tree, just enjoying each other’s company. He began rubbing my scarred wrists. It felt oddly comforting, almost as if he was trying to rub them away. It was a habit that he had gotten into a habit of. Not that I mind, but then again, I always wondered why he did it so much.
“Why do you do that?” I asked, looking into his crystal blue eyes.
“Do what?” He replied, smiling.
“Rub my wrists all the time.” I stated.
He got silent for a minute, as if he was carefully formulating an answer. But he never ceased to rub the scars.
Finally, he replied, “I feel like it’s somewhat my fault. I wish that I could rub them enough to make them disappear. Plus, each time I do rub them, you seem to relax.” He said as he bent down and kissed them.
I smiled at him. He returned the smile.
“I want to take you on a date tonight.” He said, his face suddenly getting serious.
“Okay.” I said. I couldn’t help my voice from becoming uneasy. “Care to say where?”
“It’s a club a couple towns over. Most of friends live around there. I want you to meet them.” He said, his demeanor becoming normal again.
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Keeping Claire
Teen FictionEveryone has a past. But some people are more affected than others. For Claire, it haunts her endlessly. She doesn't let anyone in her life and doesn't want to, either. She's scared that they might get hurt. But can a blue-eyed boy keep her from hur...
