Grief

Chapter 2

Anthony's POV

My bedroom in the Smosh house was always a happy place, but since Kalel died I just could get back into my work, as if a big chunk of me was missing. My colourful Zelda posters all turned a deep shade of grey, and the walls seemed to be closing in on me. I pulled my drawers to the door, and rested my back against it, burying my face into my hands, and sobbing at the thought of when I get home, there will be no Kalel to pick me up from the airport, no Kalel making WULAS videos. At first I heard all the crew for today's shoot calling my name and knocking on the door: but I ignored it. Instead I placed my head in my hands and continued sobbing.

Ian's POV

I burst through the door of the house and I was immediately drawn to the commotion outside Anthony's bedroom. I pulled our behind the scenes guy over:

"What's going on?" I said with a panicked tone.

"Anthony's locked himself in, and won't come out." Phil replied.

"What?! Move!" I pushed and shoved my way through the crew and to the white door which I knew my best friend was behind. "Ant, listen to me, I know it's hard, but please come out!"

There was no reply, all I could hear was his sobbing. "Ant, please!" My heart was pumping so loud, I was pretty sure he could hear it. "Look at yourself. No, I mean it. Look. You've changed since you met her, into the best man I've ever known. Don't change back, please. Imagine she was in your position, how would you feel? Devastated. So, trust me. Open the door, please. I've just attended one funeral. Please don't make me attend another."