Incomplete

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I've tried to go on like I never knew you
I'm awake but my world is half asleep
I pray for this heart to be unbroken
But without you all I'm going to be is incomplete

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He did not know where to go and it was then did Flack realize that most of his life had been spent in that apartment with that women and since two years ago, everything that was once his was wiped clean. His apartment now belonged to a new couple, whom much resembled them in an odd creepy way, and his parents or siblings did not live anywhere near by that, he could end up on their doorsteps.

Flack kicked the stone at his feet as he watched it tumble down the cement before coming to a halt at the base of a pole. He wanted so badly to turn around, march right back up to Aiden, and tell her in between kisses that he was sorry. That he was sorry for being an ass and taking her for granted but deep down inside, he somewhat felt that it was her fault. Her fault for not understanding his sense of love and that sometimes he just needed to breathe.

Its 2 AM in the morning and Flack was standing out on the curb in the rain. This was how bad it had become. He could feel the rain pouring from the heavens as it fell onto his head, his body, his clothes and he cannot help but close his eyes. When he was younger, his sister had told him a myth that he had grown to believe for a long time. That was until he became a teenager but the myth went along like this. Every type the rain fell his sister would tell him that if he spun around in the rain five times and closed his eyes, heaven would wash his dirty soul away and be replenished with a new. One in which would be loved by everyone. Therefore, every time it rained, Donald Flack Jr. would race outside, and spin, and spin until he fell over.

However, the rain meant more than just an old myth his older sister told him. Four years ago, in the rain, Flack and Aiden met.

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Four years ago, Don Flack was heading to work in the same routine he has done all that year. He smiles at the elder woman who sits on the same bench every day in sunshine or rain, tells her how beautiful she looks and that they should get together one time after work. She would tell him that she is waiting for her grandson and when he returns then dinner, they should have.

Once he waved a small good bye to her, he immediately stepped out onto the streets, the smell of city quickly entering his nose. The smell does not bug him too much because he has lived there for too long.

He walked the streets, his hands secured tightly in his pockets as he weaved in and out of the crowds of people. He heard bits and pieces of conversations, some ranging from the next shoe designer to what one person had for dinner. Flack could not help but chuckle lightly to himself as he turned a corner and suddenly collided with something or someone else walking the opposite way. "Oh! Sorry." He said as he extended his hand to a slender brown-haired woman who had fallen to the ground by the sudden encounter. She grabbed his hand and he helped her to her feet. "I'm really sorry about that."

"It's no problem." She said as she quickly dusted herself off before giving him a small smile.

Flack could not help but return the smile as he took in the full view of her. She was defiantly gorgeous, any fool could see that, and he suddenly wanted to know her. Flack wanted to know her name, what she did for a living, and where she lived. "I'm Don Flack." He quickly said as he extended his hand out yet again to her.

Her smile widened as she shook his strong yet gentle hand. "Aiden Burn."

Moreover, as they began to talk about their lives, the rain began to fall and all that Flack can remember is how Aiden smiled up at him and told him that she loved to run in the rain barefoot while singing any song that would come to her head.

It was the beginning of an end.

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"Hi Danny."

Danny Messer stared at Flack who was currently standing outside of his apartment. The man looked like trash and he noticed that he was carrying a suitcase. He knew that it only meant one thing; Aiden had kicked him out.

Flack looked at him. "Can I use your phone?"

"What did you do to her?" Danny quickly asked, ignoring Flack's question. "What the fuck did you do?"

"Aiden?"

"Who the fuck do you think I'm talkin' about? Your fucking mom? No. Of course Aiden."

"She said I didn't love her anymore now can I please use your phone?"

Danny pushed the door aside as he stepped outside, his body inches away from Flack. Danny could not help it; he was too overprotective of Aiden. It was only because he viewed Aiden as his sister and anyone who dared to try to hurt her had to deal with him even if it was Flack. "You better not be bull shitting me Flack."

Flack felt a headache coming on and he cursed under his breath. He could not deal with this right now. Could not deal with Danny ready to beat the living daylights out of him, could not deal with Aiden mad at him, and could not deal with his own life to begin with. He sighed and took a step back from Danny. "I can't take this. I'm going to Stella's."

"You're not going anywhere." Danny told him, his fingers circling tightly around Flack's forearm. He was not going to let him go, not until he got his answer first.

"Damnit Messer," Flack swore as he pulled his arm free from Danny's grip, "I just need to be left alone, really. I've got to find out what's missin' right now."

"Are you drunk? What are you talkin' about?"

"I need to just fuckin' remember. Remember what made me fall in love with her in the first place."

Danny sighed in defeat as he nodded, before stepping back. "Fine, you go remember, Flack. Go find out exactly why you love her and then send me the wedding invitation."'

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It is 2003 and Flack and Aiden are seated in the break room during their break.

"Guess how many cookies I can stuff into my mouth." Aiden said as her eyes sparkled at him.

"One."

She laughed and shook her head, her brown hair falling around her face. "No, seriously."

"I don't know, three?"

"Five."

Flack blinked and stared at her. "You got to be kidding. That is fuckin' sick Aiden. You'll choke and die."

She laughed again, her laughter filling all the cold places in the room as she reached over the table and grabbed a handful of chocolate chip cookies. "Dare me?'

His lips curved into a smirk as she had caught his attention. "Triple Dog Dare You."

Moreover, in matter of seconds, Aiden had stuffed cookie after cookie until five just barely fit into her mouth. Flack gaped at her and yet found it very amusing at the same time.

"Fgifve." She said proudly as she held up five fingers to reinforce her victory.

Flack merely shook his head as he continued to smirk at her. God was she beautiful even if there were five chocolate chip cookies stuffed into her mouth. "You're amazing Aid. Can I have your autograph?"

She hit his arm playfully and slowly swallowed the cookies. "Shut up."

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Flack was seated on a vacant bench, his packed suitcase resting beside his feet, his head leaned back, eyes closed. He did not mean for it to end up this way. The girls at the bar were just there to get his mind off of certain things. He did not want it to hurt Aiden and hell; he did not want their relationship to end. Not for all of that they had gone through.

Her face flashed through his mind and he smiled slightly. The memories of all the years they had together were reemerging and he felt he was on the verge of figuring out the real meaning behind their love.

All those nights together at dinner, on the couch with him forcing her to watch scary movies that kept her awake all night, and the endless lovemaking in the bed. In addition, it was then that Flack finally realized why he had fallen in love with her; they understood one another.

He quickly stood up from the bench and grabbed his suitcase. He was going to go back to her and only hope that she would take him back in. If she did not then that was that but if she did, then he knew that, their relationship had grown stronger than ever before.

The last thought on his mind as he darted off to their apartment was that time is too precious.

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TBC.