SHORT FANFIC- MFK Part 3

Sorry it's so long (that's what he said)


The day before our wedding, I had forgotten all about what had happened with Anthony and I. All of my attention was focused on how I was going to look like and how my brides maids were gonna look like and that I was going to become Mrs. Turner.
I was at the church we were getting married in when I saw someone familiar come inside. I knew I had seen her before, somewhere but I couldn’t pinpoint exactly where.
She came up to me in a solemn way. “Hi, I’m Elizabeth…I’m the girl who…I…uh…saved Ian from what you were about to do…”
My whole body turned to jello. I didn’t know what to say.
“I just wanted to let you know that I forgive you too. I know what happened, that you were threatened to do something you didn’t want to do. And I also wanted to say sorry for putting you in the hospital. I just…I didn’t want Ian to get hurt.”
I nodded but still couldn’t find the right words to say. Somehow I ended up asking a simple question,
“How did you find me?”
“I…well, I had been following Ian around town and when I saw him talking to you in the parking lot I got more interested. I followed you both to your house when I witnessed you knock him out and take him inside your house. I was scared but knew I had to do something. That was when I kicked down your door, saw you with a gun to Ian’s head, and hit you as hard as I could with a baseball bat I found. I am so sorry, but I had to save Ian. He’s my idol…my inspiration. I loved him before he even knew who I was, and now…now we’re together. I also wanted to thank you for that.” She smiled at me and touched my shoulder. I was sort of disgusted by the way she had described what happened but I also felt a strange friendship forming.
I gave her a half smile, “Thanks. Now, excuse me a moment, I have some business to do.” I said as politely as I could.
“Oh of course, congrats on your big day by the way!”
“Thank you!” I immediately got excited and nervous. I was about to get married…to Toby Turner.
I started to get a little light headed so I sat down in a pew. Flowers and ribbons lined down the pews, it looked exactly the way I wanted it to. A couple of friends and family members were helping to decorate the building next door for the reception.
The guest list was insane too. Toby had YouTube friends I had never even met before, so being a former YouTube fan, meeting them would be a tremendous honor. I was excited to see who was going to show up and who I was finally going to meet.
I felt someone tap my shoulder so I turned around.
“What are you doing? You’re not supposed to see the bride before the wedding Toby, that’s bad lu—” Toby kissed me before I finished my sentence.
“Just wanted to see how you were holdin’ up babe. Don’t want you passing out before we get married. THAT’S bad luck.” He laughed.
I couldn’t help but smile and laugh along. His laugh, the one sound I could record and listen to on repeat. It was the sound I wanted to hear forever and ever, and today was the day we were going to prove to each other truly how much we loved one another.

A couple of hours later I was downstairs changing into my wedding dress. It was white with a pink ribbon tied around the waist and matching flowers embroidered the bottom of it. It was sleeveless which squeezed my boobs together and made me a little uncomfortable but I was definitely willing to turn down comfortableness for beautifulness. Toby hadn’t seen my dress yet and I made sure he wouldn’t ‘til the ceremony started. To be fair, I hadn’t seen what his tux looked like.
My maid of honor, Dallas helped me with my hair piece; it was a silver clip with pearls on it. She clipped it to the back of my curled hair and stood back, looking at me with tears in her eyes.
“You look gorgeous.” She said as a tear slipped past her cheek.
I giggled, trying not to cry with her, “Thanks. Don’t cry, or you’re going to make me cry. And I have too much makeup on for that.” I laughed as I wiped away her tear.
She stared into my eyes, “You listen to me. You are going to love this man more than any man you’ve ever loved before. You treat him right and be a good wife to him, okay? You are too special to lose such an amazing guy as him.”
I nodded and hugged her. She hugged back and we remained there hugging for well over twenty seconds. Finally she stepped back and took my shoulders as we heard the music start playing upstairs.
“I think it’s time to go.” She smiled. My heart skipped ten beats and I tried not to fall over yet again. Luckily I was wearing flats, an idea I was sure to thank my mother for.
All the bridesmaids gathered up and faced me. In the group there was my best friend Dallas, my other best friend Amelia, an internet friend I couldn’t get married without, Robin, and Toby’s best friend Justine. They all smiled at me and gave me a small hug before walking out the door and finding their groomsmen to walk down the isle with.
I took a deep breath before leaving the room myself. I saw all the ladies meeting up with their partners; Toby’s best friend Jack, his brother, and my two best friends Jayce and J. We all walked up the stairs and into the chapel they went, pair by pair. Finally, I heard Toby and my song start to play. It was the song that was playing when we first met at E3, “Zelda’s Lullaby”. We had hired a harp player to play it perfectly.
I took my father’s arm and the doors opened to reveal a church full of family and friends. They all stood up and I held back tears as I looked at my Toby. He was dressed in a black suit; his jacket and shirt were both black but his tie was a dark shade of pink and the flower pinned to him matched it all.
I slowly walked down the isle, not looking at anyone but Toby. I couldn’t dare to do so. I was scared that I’d look at someone who was crying and then just start crying myself. When we got to the end of the isle I turned to my father and hugged him as he handed me off to Toby. The music was still playing so we all waited until the beautiful melody was finished. I gave my flowers to Dallas so Toby and I could hold hands. We looked at each other and smiled as wide as we could.
“You look absolutely breathtaking.” Toby whispered to me. I hiccupped back a cry and giggled.
When the harp player was done, everyone sat down. Our pastor began talking about marriage and what part God played in all of it. Unfortunately, I was too focused on not crying and staring at Toby to pay attention to what he was saying.
When it was time to exchange vows, Toby was up first. I just knew this was where I was gonna lose it.
“My beautiful Alina, when I first saw you the first thought I had was, ‘this girl is stunning.’ I knew that we were going to have something, and hoped that something would take us far. And here we are, two years later getting married. I never thought I’d be this happy, never dreamed that I’d be marrying such an incredible woman. You are the first thought when I wake up every morning and the last thought before I go to bed. You’re the reason I want to live forever, so I can be with you until the end of time. I never thought I could love anyone as much as I love you. My life has been full of unfulfilled expectations and here you are, fulfilling them all. Thank you for being my girl, and I couldn’t be happier with anyone but you.” Toby couldn’t stop smiling the entire time. I was sure all of my makeup had smudged down my face by now. What I wasn’t sure of was if I was going to be able to speak.
“Ever since I was a little girl, I have dreamed of getting married to the perfect man. I still can’t believe I’m here, living my dream with the man I love. Toby, I have never loved any man more than I love you.”
I heard a cough from the pews and turned my gaze towards the congregation. I saw Anthony walking up the isle and out of the church. The doors quietly shut behind him. I gulped but turned back to Toby and continued, “When I first heard of you I wasn’t sure if I’d like you even though my friends said I would. I watched your first video on YouTube and slowly fell for you. When I found out I was going to E3 I knew I had to meet you and I prayed that God would bring us together. For once in my unsatisfying life I got what I wanted. You are what I’ve always wanted. I’m so thankful and grateful to know you and I wouldn’t want it any other way. You are my dream man and I love you more than what I can put into words.” Toby smiled and wiped away the tears that fell onto my cheeks.
We exchanged rings and our pastor talked a bit more before he announced us,
“I now pronounce you man and wife. Toby, you may kiss your bride!”
Toby leaned in and I wrapped my arms around him. We kissed in a way we had never kissed before. It wasn’t raunchy like when we made out, or cutesy when we were in public, it was soft and light and…wedding-like. It was perfect.
The harp player started to play as we walked down the isle. Everyone stood up and clapped and woo-ed and whistled. I had never been this happy in my life.
When we exited the chapel we went outside with the bridesmaids and groomsmen to take pictures. It took a while but when we were all finished, I went to go find out where Anthony went.
I found Ian and Lizz sitting at a table with Anthony no where to be found.
“He went home.” Ian answered my puzzled expression.
My heart cracked a bit, I was regrettably sorry about what I had done to him. I wish I could’ve taken it all back. But this was my day, and I was determined to not let anything bring me down.
The wedding reception hall was gorgeous. All the decorations had been put up exactly how I imagined it and Toby was just as stunned as I was.
The night was perfect, we had so much fun dancing and laughing and starting our life together. The food was great, the people were amazing, and I couldn’t have asked for anything more than what I got.
When the night had come to an end, more and more people came up to us saying goodbye and by the time I knew it, all that was left were close friends and family members.
“That was a beautiful wedding.” Lizz said as she walked up to us with Ian. He had his arm around her.
“Thank you so much.” I said smiling.
“You look gorgeous.” Ian spoke up and I blushed.
“Thank you.”
“Thanks for coming guys, so glad you could make it.” Toby shook Ian’s hand before pulling him into a hug. He gave Lizz a hug too and I followed his gesture.
“We’ll see you after the honeymoon?” Ian suggested.
“Yes of course!” I said.
“Sounds fantastic! Have an incredible night!” Lizz said as they turned around to leave.
“May I have one last dance with my wife?” Toby asked me.
“Yes you may Mr. Turner.” I giggled as he took my waist.
“Thank you Mrs. Turner.” He kissed me and we twirled on the dance floor as happy as any two people could be.

SHORT FANFIC- MFK Part 2

WARNING: This is when the fanfic starts to get TERRIBLE. The plot is so stupid haha but READ IT ANYWAY. KBIE

I decided it’d only be fair if I baked Ian some goodies and took them to his house to apologize. I knew just a simple sorry and baked goods wouldn’t do me any justice for kidnapping and almost killing him but it was a start.
I got directions from Toby, who had been to their house several times for filming. I decided to go alone because I thought it’d be a little intimidating if my fiancé was standing next to me as I tried to redeem myself.
I found my way to Ian’s house pretty well. When I parked next to their house, my stomach turned. I didn’t wanna mess this up worse than I already had. I had to apologize to him even if he didn’t accept it.
I took a deep breath, grabbed my container of cookies and cupcakes and walked up to their door with as much confidence as I could conjure up. I knocked on the door, perhaps a little too hard.
I waited a couple of seconds before the door opened. Anthony stood there, looking confused.
“Hellooo…” he greeted me awkwardly.
“Hi…is Ian here?” I peered behind him into the house.
“Nope, he went to run some errands. What are you doing here?”
“I’m…” I hesitated before telling him my name, “I’m Alina Renee…I, uh…I’m the girl who—”
“Yeah, I know who you are.” His voice was rough, “You’ve got some fucking balls coming here. You really want to talk to Ian?” I was scared to answer but he spoke too fast to allow me to, “He’s scarred you know. I hear him whimpering in his sleep a lot. And he doesn’t like tight spaces now. You ruined his fucking life.”
“I am unbelievably, incredibly, from the bottom of my fucking heart sorry. And just so you know, I’m scarred too.” I tried my best to describe my intense internal feelings.
Anthony was quiet. We stood there staring at each other before he opened the door wider.
“Come in.” was all he said, and I obeyed.
“You can set those on the counter.” He motioned to the kitchen and I set down the container.
He led me to the living room and we sat down on the couch.
“A girl named Elizabeth saved his life. He’s been trying his best to owe it up to her...They’ve been spending a lot of time together.” He spoke without looking at me.
“I’m glad.” I replied.
“Yeah…me too. She’s helped him a lot. More than I ever could.” His voice got softer with each word, “Just so you know…I forgive you. I heard that the man that threatened you got put in jail.”
I nodded. I felt the tears well up inside so I refused to talk in fear of breaking down in front of him.
“I’m grateful he’s gone…I don’t mean to sound like a creeper but—I visited you while you were in the hospital, just to make sure you were okay. Sure, I was angry at you for almost murdering my best friend but I felt a connection. A…a certain kind of sympathy for you and what you must’ve gone through to get there. Lizz hit you pretty damn hard, and she felt bad when she found out the whole story. As for Ian though, I don’t know if he’ll be as forgiving…” he looked into my eyes and I stared back. I didn’t know what to say so instead I did what my instincts told me to do.
I leaned in and kissed him. My tears fell onto Anthony and my connected lips but we didn’t separate; I felt a weird sensation…a sensation I had only felt when I was intimate with Toby. What scared me the most was the fact that I didn’t pull away from Anthony. Instead I leaned into him more and found myself on his lap, straddling him.
He wrapped his arms around my legs and stood up, carrying me towards his bedroom, our lips still smushed together. He flopped me onto his bed and our kisses became more passionate. I fumbled with his belt until I got fed up and pulled his already sagging jeans down. He had a more successful time with my pants and slipped them off with ease.
All that was left between us was his boxers and my panties, but when they were also removed, I had never felt closer to another person before. I tried my best not to think about Toby as Anthony was on top of me.
When we were finished, we both let out a huge groan. I lay in his bed and immediately began to cry again.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!” I exclaimed, pounding my fists on his bed frame.
“What? Was I really that bad?” Anthony tried to joke but I shot him a fiery look.
“I have to go.” I was shocked at the tone of my voice. I was guilty that I had to leave him, yet furious that I had betrayed Toby the way I had just did.
“What? Why?” Anthony had his pants back on and I finished putting on mine.
“Because I’m not here for you…I was supposed to apologize to Ian and instead I did a freak thing and…Anthony…I just fucked you and I’m engaged.” I realized what I said was stupid and cheesy but I didn’t have time to take it back. I was too angry to think straight.
“You’re…engaged?” I saw his spirit drop in an instant.
I didn’t say anything. Instead, I ran out of his room and into the living room. As I did, I saw Ian and a girl I supposed was Lizz walk through the front door. They stared at me in shock as I flew passed them and sprinted to my car.
I cried all the way home and avoided talking to Toby for the rest of the day. After the incident with Ian, Toby learned to understand my mood swings which was lucky for me yet at the same time was horrible. I wish I could’ve taken it all back; everything.

I kept getting phone calls from a number I didn’t recognize. I knew it was Anthony but I never answered him. A couple of days passed until I got a knock at my door. When I opened the door, it was Anthony and Ian. I took a step backwards and almost shut the door when Ian stopped me.
“Anthony told me about the container of cookies and cupcakes and why they were there.”
I gulped, “Oh yeah. I’m…I’m unbelievably sorry for what happened.”
“I forgive you.” His simple statement made me stumble back again.
“Th—thank you.” I smiled for the first time in days.
Anthony stepped up to the door and looked straight at me, “I need to tell you something in private.”
My heart started to beat faster and I nodded. Ian smiled at me and turned to go back to their car. I didn’t let Anthony into my house, I wouldn’t dare do that.
“I love you.” He burst out.
“What?!” I shouted.
“I can’t stop thinking about you, about us. What happened, I just can’t stop thinking about how close we were that one moment and how happy I felt. I just—”
“Stop it Anthony!” I yelled, “You barely even know me and you’re acting like we’ve known each other for years! That was a one time, bullshit freak accident that I wish I could take back! Listen…I like you, and I always have, since Smosh started but…I’m marrying the man of my dreams in a couple of days. I love him more than I love anybody else in the entire world. I’m sorry Anthony. I really am.” I looked into his eyes to try and give him my sincere apology.
“That’s…that’s just not good enough…” he whispered.
Suddenly, I felt someone behind me and turned around as my fiancé greeted his friend.
“Oh Anthony! Hey man, how’ve you been?” he high fived Anthony who tried his hardest not to blow our cover.
Toby put his arm around me and I smiled instinctively. Just his simple touch could turn my entire mood around.
Anthony watched my smile form in envy.
“Hey, nothing much, just stopped by with Ian to have a little chat with Alina about the incident.” He stumbled on words.
“Oh…how did that turn out?”
“Great, Ian forgave me and we’re all friends now!” I said.
“That’s great sweetie!” Toby kissed my cheek. “Hey Anthony, you and Ian should come to our wedding, it’s this weekend. Sorry it’s a short notice, but after everything that happened, I wasn’t sure if you two wanted to come.”
Anthony forced himself to nod, “Yeah, Ian and I would love to come.” The look he gave me stabbed through every inch of my body.
“Thanks man!” Toby high fived him again.
“Well…I guess I’ll just see you guys at the wedding…see ya.” Anthony gave me one last glance before turning around and treading off to his car.
Toby and I went back inside our house and he kissed me.
“Can’t wait to say our vows.” He smiled.
“Me neither.” I gleamed at him and pulled his shirt to give me another kiss.
Our wedding would pull me out of Anthony’s grip and into our new life together. I was excited to say the least.

SHORT FANFIC- MFK Part 1

Okay first let's do some explaining. So I played a game a couple of days ago called "Marry, Fuck, or Kill" and of course I got Toby, Anthony, and Ian. My choice was Marry Toby, Fuck Anthony and Kill Ian. My friend Elizabeth (lizzlufff) said she'd save Ian so I made up a mini short story and said it'd be a cool short fanfic. So I wrote it! It'll be in three parts: Part 1-Kill Part 2-Fuck and Part 3-Marry. So HERE WE GO WITH PART 1!


“Please…please don’t do this!” his voice echoed throughout my empty garage.
I stood on the concrete stairs with a gun clutched to my side. I didn’t want to do it, but I had to. If I didn’t I’d be killed myself.
“I’m sorry…I have to do this…” I said as I walked up to him.
I had managed to tie him to a chair and blindfolded him. I had no idea how I had gotten myself into this mess, but it was either me or him.
I untied his blindfold to reveal his crystal blue eyes. I tried not to look at into them directly because I knew if I did I wouldn’t be able to finish the job.
I held the gun up to his head and let the tears that had welled up from inside fall down my cheeks. He screamed his lungs out, shouting for me to stop.
“I’m so sorry Ian…” I squeezed my eyes shut just as I put my finger on the trigger and slowly pulled it.
Right as I did I felt an excruciating amount of pain on the back of my head and I fell backwards, hearing the bullet from the gun bounce against the walls. The garage went blurry as I tried to keep my eyes open. I saw someone run passed me and untie him.
“Wha-? No, stop!” I managed to blubber out. They ignored me and ran up the stairs into my house.
The last thing I remember was the door shutting behind them and my eyes closed as my mind blacked out.

How did I get myself into this mess? I was walking downtown to my house from the bar like I normally did every Saturday evening. I had heard a strange voice calling towards me from an alleyway but ignored it because I didn’t want to get into any trouble. As I passed the alley, the voice got louder so I started to jog further down the road. I heard footsteps behind me which caused me to start running. When I looked back, I saw a man in his late-twenties chasing me. He grabbed my arm and practically ripped it out of its socket. He dragged me back to the alley I had passed and threw me against a dumpster.
“You listen to me and you listen good. You’re gonna do something for me now. I’ve got this gun here and you’re gonna take it and kill this guy.” He held up a picture of a boy, about 23, making a stupid face.
“THAT’S IAN HECOX!!!!” I exclaimed, “What the hell?! Why?!”
“He’s a fuckin’ idiot. He’s a supposed ‘internet sensation’ with his dumb ass friend.”
“Yeah, I fucking know who they are, that’s Smosh. I can’t fucking KILL Ian! What the fuck man?!”
“You kill him, or I’ll kill you. YOU UNDERSTAND?!” the man held the gun up against my cheek. I could smell the metal and gulped.
“Ye-yeah…I understand.” I said as I started to cry.
He pulled out another gun and gave it to me, “Take this. I know where he lives. All you have to do is seduce him and when the time is right, KILL THE BASTARD.”

I woke up in a hospital bed. I had no idea what the hell had happened. I looked around the room. Someone was breathing softly so I looked to my left and saw a boy sitting next to me. I recognized him at once. My fiancé was asleep in a chair, holding my limp hand. I smiled, happy to see his adorable curls and sweet face.
I shook his hand to wake him as I called his name, “Toby…Toby wake up.”
He stirred before waking. When he saw me he gleamed and sat straight up, gripping my hand tight.
“Oh my God, you’re up!” He exclaimed and leaned over to kiss my forehead.
“Hi baby.” I smiled and puckered my lips. He kissed them softly.
“It’s been about a week now…” he suddenly said.
“I’ve…I’ve been gone a week?” I tried to lift my head up off my pillow but groaned in pain. The back of my neck was stiff. I noticed there was a bandage wrapped around my head and looked at Toby. He had an expression on his face that scared me. His eyes glazed over with tears and he bit his lip. He took my hand again and kissed it, letting the first tear fall onto my bed.
“I thought I lost you…” he managed to whisper.
“Wha-…what happened?”
“Well…I came home from Jack’s house after a day of filming and noticed that the front door had been kicked in. I ran down the hall and checked every room but nobody was there. Then I saw the garage door open and when I went in I found you on the floor in a puddle of your own blood…” he shuddered and began to choke on his words. He put his head down on my bed and I let go of our hands to put my fingers in his hair.
“You were barely breathing…I called the ambulance…When they got there they asked if I was okay because I was covered in your blood…They put you on a stretcher and told me that you were lucky I got there when I did…You could’ve…I could’ve…I could’ve lost you…” his back started to heave as he cried into my lap.
I shushed him and took his hand again. I pulled him up to look at me. His eyes were red and tears stained his cheeks.
“I love you, and I will never ever leave you.” I kissed him as passionately as I could without lifting my head from the pillow.

The police said they caught the guy who had threatened to kill me if I didn’t do the deed. He was sentenced to 10 years in jail. Thankfully I was let off the hook but I was never really the same again. I got nervous around alleyways and I never took the same route I used to from the bar. I got scared when I heard yelling and I couldn’t go into my garage anymore. Toby helped me with my new fears and understood what I was going through. I truly loved him.
But it wasn’t until later when I made one of the biggest mistakes of my life.