This chapter is probably my favorite and my best and I really hope you guys think so too! Okay remember the twins are 15 now…I think. Sorry, I'm awful at math.

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March

Cody twitched and turned in his sleep, kicking the tangled bundle of blankets off his mattress. His pillow soon followed as he sent it flying, aimed at something that only he could see. The plush pillow softly crashed into the glass lamp that resided-or used to-on his desk. The delicate lamp toppled to its unfortunate fate where it burst in an explosion of light and glass. The room was instantly doused in darkness.

Cody screamed in terror and jerked awake, his eyes frantically scanning the still unfamiliar room, searching out any night time boogie-men. For a moment it didn't register at all why it was suddenly inexplicably dark. He remembered leaving his lamp on so he wouldn't be in the dark (for he shamefully feared it).

In a sudden burst of curiosity he decided to investigate, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed and felt on his bed side table for his black rectangular glasses that he now had to wear. Finding them beneath his finger tips he slid them on and waited for his eyes to adjust to the bifocals. It only took a second.

He quickly saw the reason as to why his lamp was dead, but was mystified to how his pillow (for it lay guiltily beside what had once been a nice, useful lamp) had managed to fling itself off his bed and murder his lamp.

Large chunks of broken glass sparkled on the carpet where the pale moonlight was able to reach it through the curtains draped over the window. The moonlight exposed it all.

Sighing with dismay, Cody carefully navigated his way to the light switch by the door and flicked it on. Golden light chased away the darkness and made Cody squint his eyes in surprise. The ceiling fan too, whirred to life and the mahogany wooden blades began to rotate, sending an unwelcome draft throughout the bedroom.

Cody glared at the fan, disgruntled. He hated the stupid thing. Every time the light was turned on the fan too, would follow suit. There was no way to turn it off either. That is not, unless you shut the entire thing off. The damn thing was retarded. That was the whole reason he had gotten a lamp; so he could shed some light upon his room without having to wear a winter coat in order to do so.

He scanned his bedroom with an air of slight disapproval. He didn't much like this brand new bed room either. It didn't feel like home at all. Home was at the Tipton with Mr. Moseby, Maddie, London, Estaban, Arwin, Muriel, Norman the doorman, and …Zack. That was home. Not here in this immense mansion where his mother was a floor below him instead of right outside his door on the pull out couch.

These past twenty-two months or so A/N: Forgive me dear people if my calculations are wrong. were full of nothing but unwanted changes. He wondered sometimes when they were ever going to stop.

The first life changing blow was Zack's disappearance. That Cody found was the hardest of all to adjust to. Hell, who was he kidding? He still hadn't adjusted. And how could he? He had lived all his life with his twin by his side or at least near by. To have Zack suddenly ripped away from Cody was mentally disastrous. Cody knew he would never heal from the pain of losing Zack. It would forever be there, this gaping hole in his heart that ached and throbbed and cried to have his brother back. There was no changing that.

And then shortly after New Years Eve, Carey started dating Harvey, the lawyer, again. Cody had been angry about it at first because he felt his mother betrayed Zack by forgetting about him and distracting herself with some man, who came and flashed his money and sympathy in their faces, promising them both better things. But then Cody forced himself to get over it because he was being selfish, denying Carey the right to happiness. And Harvey did undeniably make her happy, helping her pain to heal. And though Cody still didn't like the man, he was glad when Carey started singing in the shower again after her dates with Harvey.

Then not even three months later, Harvey proposed once again and this time Carey didn't refuse. They were later married and on their honeymoon some where in Hawaii, leaving Cody to stay and travel with his father on his tour bus (they had no other option and Kurt willingly offered).

Unfortunately it was during Cody's stay with Kurt that the incident occurred that landed him with glasses. Carey never did forgive Kurt for letting it happen even though technically it wasn't his fault.

It was after a long night of hard rock at a concert in New York City that Cody, Kurt, and his band members were left cleaning up afterwards. They were all exhausted, Cody more so than any one else for he had helped manage the technical things that his father couldn't manage. And they all had a couple of sleepless nights having gotten lost several times in the Big Apple. Everyone was sort of ambling about like zombies carrying brooms and mops.

Cody had been sweeping the stage free of dust that had mysteriously accumulated there during the concert. He had been dead on his feet, trying to get the job done with eyes half closed when he took a misstep and fell, headfirst off stage, knocking himself out. Found out later on that he had damaged some nerve in his brain and he now required glasses in order to see close up. Yay, for him.

Carey and Harvey returned from their fun in the sun a week later with flushed excited faces and rich tans and good news for Cody. Yeah, right.

Together they told Cody that he and Carey would be moving in with Harvey in his beautiful three story manor on the outskirts of Boston where he would now have to transfer to a new school. Now a month later here he was. Oh, yeah that was great news. Life certainly had changed for the Martins-or should he say the Moores? Nothing was as it should have been to Cody. Too much change.

Carey had fluently settled into the life of being the wife of an extremely successful lawyer but Cody had anything but. If Zack had been there it wouldn't have been so hard. Zack would have looked on the bright side and found something to laugh at. Would have found a way to have fun. Would have told Cody to lighten up and take it for granted because he could now afford that extremely expensive, fancy new calculator that he always wanted.

But Zack was not here. Was probably gone forever. And Cody was left to deal on his own.

Cody sighed and jerked himself back to the present, not wanting to examine the painful emotions that he felt as he began to search through one of the card board boxes that lined his walls, looking for the mini vacuum cleaner he had stored away from the days when he had had to clean Zack's messy side of their room. How he missed those days.

The boxes contained all of Zack's old things that Cody had managed to save from his mother's good will phase. He had ignored her constant nagging to give away some of Zack's old clothes and toys and managed to hid some of the most important things from her. He had refused to get rid of his brother's junk simply because his objects still held apart of Zack that Cody didn't want to lose. Things like Zack's athletic trophies held memories from Zack's triumphs. Memories, which Cody never wanted to forget.

After five minutes of pawing through a particularly dusty box, Cody managed to drag out his mini vacuum cleaner and blew off the film of dust it had collected. He coughed slightly as the choking dust particles filled the air (made worse by the cursed fan). He plugged it into a nearby outlet and starting the process of sucking up the glass. He pointed the nozzle with care as he vacuumed up the smaller shards first then moved onto the bigger pieces. It didn't take long until all of the glittering pieces of glass were gone leaving nothing but the lamp shade, the severed wire, and the metal socket that held the bulb. He put the lamp's remains back on the desk saving it till morning, then returned the vacuum to it's box, turned the light off (after opening the curtains to let in the moon light), retrieved his comforter and pillow, and climbed back into bed, hoping now that he could finish off the nights sleep with out being disturbed.

To be continued…

Yes this chapter is not yet finished but I hope you enjoyed it and were not confused for I tend to confuse.  Please review!!