Still to be determined but...don't hate me...I promise there's a point to all this
...
Claire eventually made it to her car, despite her blurred vision. This was his decision and if he was so set on it there was nothing she could do. She wouldn't grovel for him, despite what that fact that she wanted to. Turning on her car she sat there listening to the radio. As she listened she smiled humorlessly at how ironic the timing of it was….
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Still gotta walk into a crowded room
With the radio on
Crack a smile and crack a beer like it don't bother you
Like it ain't your song that's on
Still gotta cross the bridge to get to work
The one by her place
Make it through the nine to five like you don't hurt
It goes that way
...
As Claire drove home, her eyes were drawn to all the places they used to frequent as she did. Her heart hurt to think that they would just be memories here soon. They didn't mean anything significant anymore, just pain. Just a place where she was happy. Another onset of tears came up and she let them run. She had tonight to mourn, tomorrow she could be called in to work and that was no place to be emotional. She didn't care if she looked like a mess tonight. It's not like anyone would see it. Claire knew she had to compose herself and except that fact that it was all over. All those years of progress thrown to the side. She had to be able to continue working with Tony. Maybe there was a good reason for rule 12.
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When someone stops loving you
It don't make the evening news
It don't keep the sun from rising, the clock from winding, your heart from beating
Even when you want it to
When someone stops loving you
...
The next morning Tony awoke with a heavy heart. He could admit that he cried….a lot. But no one would know that he did. They hadn't got called in just yet but he couldn't sleep. Not with the emotional turmoil that was going on in his heart. Looking at his nightstand he smiled wistfully. Claire was smiling back at him, her arms wrapped tightly around his torso as he smiled down at her, completely ignoring the camera. Picking it up he frowned, burying back another wave of pain. He had let her go, and it hurt like hell. A ring from his cell caught his attention, looking over the text he frowned even more. Jenny had sent him some details about where Jeanne would be. Another reconnaissance mission for him. Setting the picture down gently he slowly stood to get ready for the day. Opening his closet he grabbed the first decent shirt he could find. Once he took it off the hanger he stared at it sadly. This was Claire's favorite shirt on him. All he could think about was her hands running over it, swiftly undoing the buttons as he kissed her long and hard. Tony's heart clenched again, being reminded of how much he loved her.
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Still gotta button up your collared shirt
The one she used to button down
Sleep on the mattress where her body left a curve
Or maybe just the couch
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Claire stretched her back as she sat up on the couch. She had slept there instead of the bed. It was just too big, too empty now. The night before she had tried to sleep but the faint smell of his cologne that lingered sent her into sobs. She had to get some form of sleep if she was going to make it through these next couple weeks.
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Still gotta keep her number in your phone
In case she calls back
One night when she's drunk and all alone
Yeah, you pray for that
...
As Tony watched from the café window he scrolled through his phone, looking to see if Jenny had called him. As he scrolled through the recent calls his finger froze when it passed a familiar number. He swallowed thickly, staring at Claire's number. He couldn't dial it, he couldn't delete it. It just sat there taunting him, reminding him of how stupid this whole situation was. Damn Jenny. Quickly closing it he glanced up and looked over to where Jeanne was. However, the doctor was now gone and nowhere in sight. Tony sighed. Jenny would be pissed that he lost her but right now he could care less.
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When someone stops loving you
It don't make the evening news
It don't keep the sun from rising, the clock from winding, your heart from beating
Even when you want it to
When someone stops loving you
...
Claire took the time she had off to sort through her room. The quicker she cleared out his things, the faster she could get over this. As she did she stumbled across one of his shirts that she loved to sleep in. Picking it up she held it up to toss but couldn't seem to release it. Instead she pulled it tight to her chest and slid down the wall, suddenly out of energy. A tear slipped down her face and she hugged it tight and took in the scent. No matter how much she wanted to forget, she couldn't, she still loved him.
Tony trudged home tiredly. All he wanted to do now was sit down and drink. But first he needed a shower. Turning on the hot water he slipped in blindly and stood there quietly, just letting the water roll down his body. After a few minutes he reached over for his shampoo but picked up the wrong one. He picked up hers. Tony stared at it for a moment before opening it and rubbing it all along his hands. Bringing them to his face he smiled tearfully, taking in the fruity scent that was always clinging to her hair. He sat down in the shower, holding his hands to his nose. He loved that scent. He loved her, and now she wasn't' his.
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The hardest part about it is
There ain't a switch that you can flip
'Cause you can't stop loving them
When someone stops loving you
When someone stops loving you
It don't keep the sun from rising, the clock from winding, your heart from beating
Even when you want it to
When someone stops loving you
When someone stops loving you
When someone stops loving you
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When Someone Stops Loving You- Little Big Town
I know it wasn't produced during that time but I thought the song went along with it.