Baby Lashton

{sequel to Diary of A Drummer} It's one year later, Luke and Ashton are now married "happily", and they have a son, named Lashton. They couldn't decide on a name so they decided to collide their first names. Lashton Hemmings Irwin. He's for sure the cutest, sweetest child ever, but is that enough to save Luke and Ashton's relationship from jeopardy?

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12. chapter 12

I decided that it was time to pay Josh a visit. I mean, he is my best friend; I haven't seen him in forever.

I trudged my lazy bum down the block and finally found his door. I knocked, hoping he'd answer. The door creaked open from the small amount of force I added to it. It was already open.

Throughout the house you could hear Lose Yourself by Eminem playing.

Trash was everywhere. It was hanging from the ceiling fan, all over the coffee table. Beer bottles were scattered around on the floor as well as a few vodka bottles, which were empty.

There was mouldy pizzas and hot dogs and burgers from McDonald's in various places in the living room.

"Damn, Josh. What've you done? You've really let yourself go." I said. Josh was usually a really neat person. He's never been messy. As far as I know, Josh has severe OCD.

I trudged through the trash and towards his room. I knocked quietly, not wanting to wake him if he's asleep, but loud enough for him to hear me if he's awake.

After a moment or two of silence, I opened the door and peered in.

A pale, blood drained figure lay on the blood stained mattress. The smell hit me so hard, I almost vomited. The figures eyes were wide open, but rolled back. I gagged in disgust, pulling out my phone to call the police.

I saw a blood stained note laying on the bed next to him. I slowly approached his body, grabbing the note and reading it.

Dear Lash,

I'm sorry it had to go down like this. I really didn't want it to, but it did. I've felt so empty and worthless lately that I just had to. But I love you with all of my heart, as well as my parents and your parents.

Your best friend,

Josh

I felt tears run down my face. You could hear the police sirens screaming out at the end of the street. I dropped the note and fell to my knees in a mess of sobs and choked screams if incoherent words.

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