Systematic Hearts

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I can't believe this, I have a family. I set Charlie down in his room. I let him play. As I get a bottle ready. It has been three days since I went to the hospital. Carson is finding a post to work for. He wants to work in a hospital. He told me that he liked the way the doctors helped people.

I still need to go to the grocery store, because I don't have anything to really put in the bottle for Charlie. I just put some milk in his bottle. The only milk left in the carton.

I walk back over to Charlie's room, I see him on his back just sitting there. He is just staring. I guess this is a new world for him. I walk over to him and pick him up. I sit on his bed to feed him his bottle. He spits a few times, but I can't help but laugh, he is so adorable.
I here the door to the compact open. Carson.

Carson pops his head into the doorway, "After three long days of hunting for a post work, guess who got one?" Carson wiggles his eyebrows, Charlie giggles. I stand up and hand our son to Carson.

"Good work baby!" I kiss him. I love the way our lips fit together, "I should go to the grocery store. I will be back soon, can you watch Charlie?" I ask.

"Of course, by the way I am a doctor. I have to go through a lot of training, but most of it was covered at school, I will talk to you later about it. Bye Andy," we both smile. And I wave as I walk out of the room and grab my sweatshirt. It is starting to get colder. We are going into Fall. My favorite.

I walk down the street my compact is on. I walk two more roads until I am in town. As I walk past people we wave and greet each other, but when I walk past another man, I get a funny look from him. I forget it and keep walking.

I go into the grocery store and collect what I need. As I pay I look out the window. The man is sitting on the bench staring at me. He quickly looks away. I don't. He has brown hair that sticks up and very light blue eyes. He is wearing a gray Sweatshirt and Kaki shorts. Why did he follow me?

I decide not to engage with him, but as I walk out the door, groceries in hand, he stops me, "Excuse me?" He asks, "May I see your necklace, mine just heated up, you know, as I passed you, and then now," I give him a funny look. He thinks I am his other half. What the heck. No, I already have my other half and a family, for gods sake.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you must be mistaken," I say as politely as I can, "I already have my other half, I have a son as well," I finish and start walking again. The man just stares at me, "Is there anything else?" I ask, my back still turned.

"May I just see your necklace?" He asks pleading. I don't like this, not one bit.

I turn towards him,"Um, no, I told you I already have my other half," I hope this will be the last thing I have to say to him.

"I know," and then he is reaching for my necklace, just like that, he takes it off my neck with a tug. I am actually scared right now.

"Give it back!" I yell. People are starting to turn. Good, I won't be alone. 

"Shut up, jeez, I am just going to see if they fit," he says calmly.

"I told you, I al-" he puts the necklaces together. They look like a fit. I run forward, I feel relief flood over me, a small piece is missing on mine, they don't fit. I smile. He doesn't. I take my necklace back.

"I have been looking for a long time," he says gruffly.

"I need to get back to my fam-" he cuts me off with a small push.

"Your family!? I bet it's great," he is scaring me, "Look, you are the closest match to my necklace, please, it's you, it had to be, if you run away now, I am just going to find you later, I know I don't really know you, but you have to be mine," I stare at him wide eyed. I walk away. I don't want to be around him. He is might do more than just push me. I don't want to get hurt. I am just scared. I run to my compacts road.

I open the door and walk in, I shut it and start to cry. I am truly scared. This man thinks I am his other half. I can't help but be curious. But then I think of my family. I have a son and a loving other half, there is no way I would ever abandon them. Even if I wanted to, I am too scared to. I let out a loud sob.

Carson comes into the kitchen, "What happened?" I don't want to tell him, "Are you hurt?"

Yes, I want to say, there's another guy, I want to tell him. But instead, "No, I am fine," I say between sobs. He doesn't believe me, but he won't push me to tell him what happened.

"I love you," he says while rubbing my back.

"I will always, I promise."

There is no way I am going to break that promise.

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Okay? I guess. I don't know, what do you think about the mysterious man? Hmmmmm....
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