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Missing piece.

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Aiden's P.O.V

After Michael finished reading George's note, I felt like crying. George has done nothing but make our lives happier. He's give us our dream. He doesn't deserve this sort of shit. He doesn't deserve it one bit.

Me, Dan and Michael took a seat around the table. I rested my elbows on me legs and dropped my head into my hands. Dan had tears in his eye, but he was determined to keep them in. Michael was just sat there, no expression on his face, his body language was blunt, his face also white.

"Mike you alright buddy? you look a bit ... white?" I asked him. He just looked at me, shook his head, got up and walked away.

Dan stood up to follow him, but before he could, I grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. He turned around and looked at me like I had committed some big mass murder "Dan, just leave him mate. You know what he's like. He just needs time alone"

About an hour had past and Michael still hasn't came back. Me and Dan had moved into the living room to watch Spongebob, as that was the only thing to take my mind off everything.

I made Dan go into the kitchen to get me a glass of water. Where the sofa was, you could see the kitchen wall, it had a square cut out so you could see into the kitchen so he could still watch the tv. Dan had no sooner turned on the tap, and I heard A yell and then something smash. I turned around to look at Dan and he shot me a concerned look. I jumped up and ran to where the noise was coming from.

Michaels room was smashed up. There was photo's scattered all over his floor. His mirror was in pieces next to his bed. Aftershave bottles broke as they hit the wall. His knuckles sliced open and blood was flowing down his hand.

He was dropped to his knee's. His eyes puffy and red. He just looked up at Me and Dan. We walked over to him and helped him up, what's gotten into him? he's normally the strong one of the group. it was normally me that has the break downs.

We took Michael into the bathroom to clean up his hand, he winced in pain as the anti-bacterial wipe touches his swollen and ripped knuckles. "Why did you do it mike?" Dan asked in a soft voice "why? Fucking why!? The one man that has done nothing but keep me on fucking track since the day I met him has gone! he's left us! and yes! I know it's only for a week! but the thought of him hurt, and scared to be in his own fucking house eats me from the inside out!!" Michael yelled back as tears began to fall. Me and Dan didn't know what to say, or do for that matter. That was the first time he had ever shouted at any of us. Dan had this unreadable expression on his face. Instead of him replying, he placed his hand around the back on Mikes neck and pulled him into a hug. George was the missing piece. He would know what to do if he were here.