Intoxicated

Mourn with me

"Toxic, they are all just so toxic, I feel so ... alone." Josh said looking into his bathroom mirror. Tears streaming down his cheek. Inhaling and exhaling sharply, he took off all of his clothes and stepped into the bathtub. The darkness of room and his clouded mind felt all so over whelming.

"What happened to me, where are my feelings? I feel like I am lost and it is killing me on the inside, all these deaths are on me. I feel like one huge jinx. How many more do I have to screw over to get where I want to be?" Josh said looking up to the ceiling. 

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You know I think about you all the time, This is not an act, Thank you... All the words from them just kept replaying in his head.

"Josh, where are you heading?" his mom asked.
"To the cemetery mom, to see my friends.." he answered, in tone so soft.

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At the cemetery

  The dull, sunless sky  just added to Josh's depression. As he looked ahead to the graves. He saw a man in all black just standing at Stella's grave. 
He continued walking until he stood side by side with this very familiar stranger.  

"Were you a relative to Stella?" Josh asked as he placed a rose at her headstone. 
"I was, I'm her step- brother." he replied.  
Josh looked at him to get a better look and what he saw left him speechless.

He wasn't a male model but he should have been. The lush, mother lode of jet black hair he groomed so carefully had a undulate quality, a sign of his shattering dominance. 

The  nose he sported complemented his ever so well defined cheekbones. Handsome in an understated way, his basalt jaw and Viking shoulders spoke of strength. He possessed a latent power.

"I am Josh, I was her friend." he said trying not to believe what he could be seeing, Stella was an only child or so she led him to believe.  

"Nathan, I am Nathan Anderson.." he said as he stretched out his hand to shake Josh's hand. 

Josh just stood there taken aback with this encounter. He could not imagine while mourning Stella he would meet the man he had to take care of.  He heard from people so many great things about Nathan like how people had always remarked that his best feature was his entrancing, light- brown eyes. Sloe shaped, they could shine as bright as the evening stars when they were a-light with joy. At other times, they could resemble flashing fire. Flamboyant of character, the room always filled with his sonorous, rumbling voice. He was also quick to crack a joke or fire off a humorous retort. 

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Nathan is not turning out to be the guy he perceived him to be. Will meeting him change Josh's Decision or the fact that it was Stella's step brother.

Stay Tuned.