I Thought You Were With Erin? (Ian x male reader)

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I go onto the forklift again as Ian glares at me. We are at his job "Build It" and I keep going on and off of the forklift.

"Pip. On or off. Come on honey" he says as we hear people coming toward us.

A few minutes ago Erin, who also works here, told us that Kevin and Wendy want to talk to us.

"But what if. I bend over and you stick the nail gun up my ass? " I ask jokingly.

"Is my dick not enough for you? Jeez Pip" he says as he dramatically rolls his eyes.

"Hehe... No it's fine Zip" I say as Kevin and Wendy walk over.

I grab Ian's nail gun from his hands as I point it at the two.

"I swear if you came here to tell me that someone is gonna die, you will be next" I say as Erin walks over.

"But doesn't that just add onto the purpose of death? " Erin asks as I see the hooded figure roam behind her.

"Speak of the devil... " I mumble.

"I'm the devil? That's offensive" Erin says as my eyes widen.

"No he probably means Death. Like... The entity of Death" Wendy says as Ian looks at me.

"Now is not the time Wendy" I say pissed.

"But it's true. You see her. Which means that someone is going to die" Wendy says as Ian takes his nail gun.

"People die. It's a part of life" Ian says as he loads his nail gun.

Some pigeons fly over as he gets up.

"Aha! You can fly but you can't run from daddy! " he says as he fails to shoot the birds.

"I'm sorry I now have to call you that in public? " I ask as Ian almost falls off of the forklift.

"You call him that? " Erin asks as I shake my head.

"No. Nah. Well... Not yet" I say as Ian pulls me near him.

He starts driving the forklift.

"It's science. People just die" Ian says as I sigh.

He then parks the forklift as he goes over to the saw.

He slips on saw dust but catches himself.

"Woah. Wow Death must be coming for me" Ian says sarcastically.

I look at Death as she shakes her head and motions to Erin.

I grit my teeth as I help Ian balance again.

As we go to walk back suddenly a shelf comes down and wood pins me to the ground. The aisle gets blocked off as Ian, Kevin, and Wendy have zero access to the aisle.

Erin slips and falls as a pigeon bumps the nail gun. Nails pierce into her skull.

The others move the stuff as Ian sees Erin dead on the ground.

I shift slightly and then wince in pain as Kevin and Wendy pick up Erin. They go outside to get help as Ian slowly turns to look at me.

"Come on Pip... We are going home" he says as he turns to walk away.

"Pip? " he asks a moment later.

I try to get up but I can't feel anything in my right leg. The pain made me numb and I can't seem to stand up.

He sees me struggle and rushes over.

As he removes the wood off of me his face drops even more than it was before.

"What? What's wrong? " I ask as he reaches for my right leg. Then I feel it. My right leg has been snapped out of place sideways.

I scream in pain as Ian removes his hand.

"Pip... Fuck. I gotta get help. Try not to move" he says.

Moments later doctors rush over as they lift me onto a cot.

They wheel me into an ambulance as they take me to the hospital.