He looked up at his killer, his face splattered with thick blood and salty tears. The man cradled the smaller of the two, whispering soft words of encouragement into his ear. He would've never suspected it would end like this...Someone he trusted, being responsible for the stains on the floor, the one accountable for the hidden bodies. The one being carefully cradled fluttered his eyelids beautifully shut, never to open again. 'In the end, it was for the better,' The murderer thought, cleaning the knife off on his own hoodie. 'Better for the both of us.'
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Anthony had no clue what to do. All those years of being 'just friends' was going to drive him insane. Even though his newly-found feelings, he discovered only recently, he was still somewhat frustrated with himself. Mostly because of all the opportunities he had to kiss Ian, but didn't. For example, those two staring contests on Lunchtime with Smosh, YouTube Rewind, and most recently, the vine they made together. There was many other opportunities, but I won't dwell on the past for too long. Ian was in the other room, typing away on his computer. That day they had a pretty long shoot, so on days like those, they would sleep over at the Smosh house. What's the point of going all the way back home? Ian didn't know what to do either, but unlike Anthony, it was just because he was bored. "Anthony!" Ian called out, snapping Anthony out of his thoughts. "Coming!" He yelled back, hoping Ian could hear him through the walls. He got up, fixing his hair quickly in the reflection of his phone, and started walking towards Ian's room. Ian was laying on his bed, staring up at the ceiling."Yeah?" Anthony responds. "Anthony, I'm bored..." Ian complains. "Then let's do something." "Like?" Ian listens closer, resting his arm on his forehead. "Truth or dare," Anthony suggests from the top of his head. Ian nods "It's not like we have any other plans...Alright, go for it." Anthony sits down on the bed next to Ian, thinking about what he should do if Ian said truth, or what to dare him if he said dare. The only two things that came to mind were "Who do you like?" as the truth and "kiss me" as the dare. Anthony slightly blushed, looking away from Ian, knowing that if he said either of those things, he'd look suspicious. Of course, Ian would most likely retort with "That's gay!" or "You're as straight as a circle" that would be followed by his laughter. "Truth or dare?" Anthony finally questioned. "Um...dare. I don't like to brag but I live on the wild side." "Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me," Anthony thought, making his cheeks turn a shade darker. But, Anthony decided on another dare (one that didn't scream "I love you!"), and the game continued...
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The dares continued, due to neither of them wanting to chicken out. Nothing extreme happened. Anthony knew it was wrong. He knew all of this was wrong. Liking a guy? His parents would freak. No matter how far he tried to push it back, it never budged from the front. "So, truth or dare?" Ian asked, leaning against the wall. "D-" "Can you say truth? I ran out of dares." "Okay then...Truth." "Have you ever liked someone who wasn't a girl?" Anthony blanked for a second, images of Ian flashing through his head. 'It's you, you idiot,' Anthony thought to himself. "Anthony, I asked you a question..." "I know, I know." "So have you ever liked a guy?" At this question, Anthony hesitated, and looked down at the ground. "C'mon, dude, I'm your best friend. You can tell me anything!" Ian grinned cutely. Anthony wanted to just kiss that stupid grin off of his face. "Like, even if you have, I don't really care. It's 2015, you can like who you like." Anthony had never wanted to tell anyone about this, but at this moment, he really wanted to tell Ian. But, he knew it wasn't a very good idea. "Are you saying I'm gay?" Anthony asked in an offended tone, despite knowing it was a completely okay thing to be. "I never said that, all I was suggesting was-" Anthony, before he knew it, started to ramble to get over his slight feelings for his friend. "No, I'm 100% straight. As straight as all straight people combined. I've never liked a guy I swear." Ian chuckled. "Alrighty the-" "Okay fine, I like a guy okay?! Stop pressuring me t-" And at that very moment, Anthony realized he had fucked up massively.
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~A/N~
the killer at the beginning is the whole mystery of the story so pack your bags and get ready
idk how i feel about this chapter
oh well
