Title: Sandy Goodbye
Summary: Anthony takes a trip to the beach. And tries to remember…
Rating: K+
Warning: Character death mentioned, angst
Author: writesstuff
Disclaimer: Don’t own Smosh, or anything that relates to Smosh, which includes Anthony and Ian…damnit all~
I stared at the sunset. It was supposed to be beautiful, wasn’t it? The red, blue, and pink hues mocked my tears with the beauty. I quickly wiped at my eyes as I felt the wetness hit my cheeks. Flexing my toes, I felt the sand squish between them and the cooling salty air whistle by me. It had been another beautiful day…
Another beautiful day that decided to ridicule me. I closed my eyes and let out a low sigh. Four months…
I can’t believe it’s been that long… Turning my face towards the sky, I spotted a telltale sign of stars twinkling in the cosmos. I sighed and rubbed at my stinging eyes again. The air choked me as I took a deep breath. Four months of not seeing you, hearing your voice, or feeling your touch…
Four months…
I clenched my eyes closed, buried by face in my arms, and tried to remember you…
Blue eyes…
Incredible blue eyes…
Brown hair…used to be long enough to run my hands through, then it was cut off and short…enough for me to grip in heavy kisses that left us breathless…
Slight waist, slender and bony, but I loved it when it was pushed up against me in the heat of the moment…
I hurriedly wiped at my eyes and took a shuddering breath. It had been my fault…all my fault…
I shouldn’t have distracted him…I should’ve just let him drive and waited till we got home… The ring that was for him was on my left hand…I don’t think I’ll ever take it off… Opening my eyes, I stared at the sky for a while longer. It was too beautiful…
The sky seemed to like mocking me, as of late…or maybe it was my own fault for torturously going for walks on the beach. He was the lazier of us two, but he liked going to the beach. He said it was because nearer to night, there were fewer people and it was quiet, where he liked to think.
I’ve had too much time to think…I should go to the city, distract myself, and drown the ache in my chest at the very thought of him being gone. I closed my eyes again and pushed myself up to a standing position. Time to head back to the hotel, I guess…
Why? Why did we have to be separated? I stared up at the sky again and felt a small pain in my toe. Looking down, I smiled and picked up the stick before looking down at the smooth strip of sand. Tracing out two hearts, interlocking, I wrote AP and IH in the two before dropping the stick and making my way back to my car. High tide would be back later to wash it away…
I stared at the simple silver band on my finger, I clenched my fist closed and entered my car. The familiar sight made my gut clench painfully as I took a seat and leaned back in my chair. Running a hand through my hair, I let out a sigh and turned to look at the beach. He would probably call me a pouf for coming here…just to bug me…
“I’ll be missing you, Ian…” I muttered as I started the car. I took a deep breath and steeled myself as I started driving. Another day gone…