~1 week later~
The fans were becoming worried. I didn't go on social media. I didn't update my snapchat. I did nothing. I just sat in my room and cried.
My mom gave me food and reminded me to sleep and go to the washroom. I couldn't even manage on my own anymore. Not without Grayson.
Sometimes I would go outside. But that happened rarely. Most of the time i would just sit in my room. I would sit on my bed and re-watch our old YouTube videos. I would see him. I would hear his laugh. And i would cry again.
I missed him so much. I thought about killing myself. I'm nothing without him, i thought.
Tomorrow is his funeral.
I have to go. They expect me to be there. My mom and my dad. I'm afraid if I go outside my fans would find me.
They would ask me what's wrong. And I wouldn't be able to tell them.
Maybe it's just all a bad dream.
Maybe tomorrow I would wake up with Grayson laying beside me. He would hug me and we would film a new video together.
It's not a dream Ethan. Even if it was one, it would be a fucking nightmare.
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Idk how I feel about this ahh
By the way I love Ethan so much idek why ahhh but for real imagine if one of the twins died.. :(
