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Tuesday, 18 December 2012
10:51:23 PM (GMT)
Marriage.  A beautiful child.  Happiness.  Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the
Dulces.
Marriage.  A young, intelligent girl.  Mutal dependancy.  The O'Connells.
Two girls.  Honestly.  Adoration.  Phillips and the Fourniers.
Drug dependancy.  Dislike of crowded places.  Alone.
My friends, spot the odd one out.
Yes.  Got it in one.  Nameless, solitary and unimportant, Aiden Fairnington had never
been with them.  Not really.  Yes, he had helped Skye and Val with cases, and he
didn't particularly hate Flynt or Robyn, which was more than most could hope for, but
there was only ever one person who had made an impact.
Try as he might, Aiden could not provide a reason for this.  Nothing solid, anyway. 
There were useless, pathetic things, like "He's all that's missing from me" and "He
makes me feel human", but never anything tangible.
Salem had called it love.
Aiden had laughed at the time, but after a while, he realised just how much sense it
made.
They both needed eachother more than air, they both confided in eachother when there
was nobody else.  Of course, there were the arguments too.  Days long that consisted
of Aiden remaining silent and sulking in his room, and Salem storming, shouting and
slamming doors left right and centre.  Polar opposites.  Friendship barely sounded a
possibility, let alone love.
And yet it was there.
As secure as a jail cell, and twice as confining.
Soulmates, they called eachother.  Shamelessly.  Aiden was the embodiment of
everything he hated and couldn't understand.  Love, dependancy, friendship.  But it
was there.  As certain as anything he had ever felt, and no matter how many times the
boy told himself it was stupid and ridiculous and obstructive, his heart wouldn't
listen.  He needed Salem more than he had ever needed anything, and he was the only
person to whom his Walls would yield.  He was the only person he wanted to hold hands
with, or lean on, or be held by when he was sad.  He was the only person could tell
by a glance whether Aiden would have the patience to be tested, or how he was
feeling, or what to say to make him smile.
It just wasn't fair.
It made Aiden feel so stupid and idiotic just to know that he'd let Salem into his
life.
He had willingly given himself to it.
And it almost made him ashamed to think that someone meant so much to him that he
couldn't live without them.
Although... Despite his attempts to believe the converse, he was loved.  Just as much
as he loved Salem.


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