SMOSH EXPEDITION: The Golden Flamingo (Book Four)

Chapter Fourteen - The Golden Flamingo

Wow, I haven't updated in like a month! I was really busy and trying to catch up on our finals. But now it's our vacation so that means I'm back to writing again and I've got a butt ton of books lined up for ya, so stay tuned... Oh yeah, there are only two chapters left in this book.

-Migz

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Ian Hecox

"ANTHONY!" I screamed, watching in horror as my best friend disappear down the dark ravine, his screams faded out, ANTHONY!" I felt like I was about to explode.

   "NO!" Sidney cried, "PLEASE GOD, NO!" She sobbed, her whimpers were louder than mine almost like a wail that bounced off the cave walls. She walked closer to the edge, poising herself to jump after him.

  I handed the torch to Billy and grabbed her, "Sidney!" I yelled, wrapping my arm around her belly as she struggled to break free.

   "LET ME GO!" She punched my arms, "I'M GOING AFTER HIM!" She screamed, "Let me go!"

   "S-Sidney, please!" I sobbed, holding her close while urging myself to remain strong, but it was impossible.

   "NO!" She continued to fight, "NO!"

   "P-Please!" I stuttered, not loosening my grip around her. Sidney gave up struggling, broke down and collapsed to the ground on her knees. I kneeled then hugged her tight and cried with her. "It's gonna be alright." I lied.

   It felt worse than a punch in the gut, it was like a piece of me died inside. My chest tightened by the immense feeling of loss and grief. He may be my best friend but it was more than that, like we were connected through blood, like brothers.

   My video partner...

   My roommate...

   My best friend...

   Is gone.

   "I didn't even get the change to apologize." She weakly mumbled, her voice cracking. She laid back on my shoulder as I rocked us back and forth, trying to ease the pain. There was no stopping the tears from rolling down my face, feeling my eyes swell with it.

   Billy slowly looked over the edge with Charlie on his shoulder, "D-Do you see him, Ch-Charlie?" The boy stuttered in his low, weakened voice.

   "No." The guinea pig sighed, trying to calm himself down.

   "Damn it, Anthony. Why?" I mumbled, bowing my head. The atmosphere turned dead quiet the minute I stopped talking, and the high-pitched ringing came to our ears. The silence only added to the feeling of sadness that all four of us shared. Sidney was curled up to me while I still rocked back and forth.

There was at least a minute or two that no one uttered a single word.

   "What do we do now?" Billy sniffed, breaking the silence.

I slowly looked up at him and saw his eyes also welling in tears. "A-Anthony would have pushed forward if he was here." I replied, "We do it for Anthony, we prevent The Neighbor in getting his hands on the flamingo." I scratched my head, feeling my body like jelly, too depressed to go on without my friend.

We must do it. For him.

   "How can we fight him back?" Billy asked, "He took all our weapons, and Anthony had the gummy whip with him."