I collect my last personal possessions I have remaining in the Smosh house and pack it away into one of my many boxes. It’s official. I’m starting a new life over. A new fresh start. And who better to have my fresh start with then the love of my life, Kalel. We are getting married in 3 weeks, and I couldn’t be happier. Ian tapes the boxes down.
“I really appreciate you helping me with packing man.” I say, giving him a gracious smile. He returns a smile, but something about it isn’t sincere. As a matter of fact, the whole time he’s been here he’s been acting off. Like he’s hiding something. He has always been great at hiding his emotions, but you’d think he had nothing to hide right now. Right? He is happy for me, his best friend, for finally finding the girl of his dreams and moving on...Right!?
“You ok man?” I ask him, trying not to sound too concerned. An even bigger, and noticabely fake smile crosses his face, “Of course man, Why would you ask?” He isn’t looking me in the eye. Like, at all. “Ian?” I ask him again. He plays dumb, “What?” I give him a defeated look, “Do you think I’m stupid?” He gives me another look as if he doesn’t know what I’m talking about. Yet his eyes tell a whole different story, “Of course not. I’m just a little tired..” He says, with his voice weakening down to a whisper. “Ian I’m leaving in 3 weeks..if there’s something you need to get off your chest I suggest you do it now.”
Finally, I get to him. He gives me a look of defeat, and sits down on our..or uh...his couch. “Why do you have to be so damn smart..” He says, whilst his face is buried into his hands. I try to brighten the mood, “Because I’m clearly a genius..” I say. I notice what I just said isn’t helping the mood, so I put my arm on his back, to comfort him, “Come on..talk..” “I love you..” He whispers, barely even audible. I shake my head in astonishment, trying to act like I didn’t hear him, “I’m sorry what?” I ask him. “I love you!” He yells this time. I look at him in shock, “I-Ian I love you like a brother to man I..” He darts up, “No! Not like a brother! I love you god damn it I love you as in I want to be with you! And I know what you’re thinking you’re getting married I know that and maybe I waited for the wrong moment to say anything and I know you love Kalel and I dont have a chance with you but damn it I love you so much Anthony!” He pauses, leaving an awkward silence in the room. I don’t know what to think of what he just said. He starts talking again after many moments of pure silence, “And I know what you’re thinking, that its selfish of me to say this just now I know!” Tears begin falling out of his eyes, “But I can’t imagine living without you and I don’t love the fact that you’re getting married and I’m sorry Anthony I’m sorry I just don’t want you to go!” He is breathing in an out.
Shock suddenly turns into anger pouring all throughout my veins, “And you just now wait to tell me this!? What the hell man I-I-I-I” I begin stuttering. “I-I-I What’s wrong with you!? YOU KNOW WE CANT BE TOGETHER I AM WITH KALEL HOW COULD YOU BE SO GODDAMN SELFISH TO DO THIS TO ME NOW OF ALL TIMES!?” I yell, followed by a slight echo of my voice being heard. Ian is crying but I don’t care to notice how much I’m hurting him, “A-A-Anthony I-I’m so-so” He begins talking through his sobs as I cut him off, “You’re uninvited to the wedding.” I say. Those words shoot right out of my mouth like bullets shooting out of a gun. “Wh-wh-wha-” I cut him off, “I think you heard me! I want you out of my life for good! No contact no nothing! You’re out! I’m not gonna have you sabotage my happiness for your own personal joy so just!-” “Anthony that’s not what I’m trying to do please just list-” “I’ve heard enough!” I grab his arm and push him out of our former Smosh house. “Now get out and never even think about calling again!” I slam the door so I don’t see his face after this. I never want to see him again.
5 Years Later
That was 5 years ago. Now here I am, depressed, an alcoholic, and in the worst marriage I could possibly be in. You know that saying, “You don’t know what you have until you’ve lost it.” ? Well this is definitely one of those cases. I’d give anything to take back everything I said. Anything.
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(A/N) CAN I JUST TALK ABOUT THE FACT IM WORKING WITH FRIGGIN MAGICMUMMY? WHAT THE...OK IM CALM! HOPE YOU MUMMIES (I THINK THATS WHAT SHE CALLS HER READERS) (It's magic mummies XD You tried) LIKE IT AND UHM YEAH! *DROPS NOTE CARDS* CRYSTALICEXO OUT
(A/N) HIYA THERE! This is my first story I'm working on with a wonderful human being. If you haven't looked at her Ianthony stories...THEN WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH YOUR LIFE. Anyways, I'm excited for this! Let's do this! (Btw, she wrote this amazing prologue c:)
