Josh,
Or at least a remnant,
A ghost,
Of him
Is floating in front of me.
I don't understand
What is happening
And I can feel myself beginning
To f a d e
Because of my confusion
My eyes,
Still full of tears,
Are showing me
The world slowly fading
From being
From existing
From sight.
But, before
It can all fade,
Josh's remnant grips my arm
And brings me back to Earth.
"Who...are you?"
I stutter out,
Refusing, no matter what my eyes were seeing,
To believe that this was my Josh.
"You know who I am."
He whispers quietly
His expression
Revealing nothing,
But his eyes screaming hate, anger
And just a glint of agony.
"No. I don't."
I step back stubbornly
And yank my arm from his hold.
"I have never seen you before."
"Yes, you have, Astrix.
Don't make this difficult."
Oh, I'm going to make this as difficult as possible.
You can't stop me.
He obviously sees this,
In my eyes,
This anger of my own
And the stubbornness that I harbored
So often in my life.
"Astrix,
We're both dead."
His tone is patronizing
And I hate it.
"Yes.
I.
Know.
That."
I say slowly through gritted teeth,
Getting aggravated with people
Telling me things I already know.
"What is with you?"
His anger
Is showing in his tone now.
"I'm dead.
Did you think that would make me less stubborn?"
I ask annoyed.
"Of course not."
Exactly, jerk.
I don't know why he's angry with me,
But it's contagious.
My vision is beginning to turn red,
Literally.
I take a step back,
Wanting to not have to
Look
At him right now.
I turn my back on him
And silently will myself
Somewhere
Else.
Anywhere else.
Just to avoid
My red vision....
