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

ᖫ10ᖭ

"What? " he asks confused. Whatever insanity burst he had has faded away.

"Flight 180 was a trip that was supposed to go to Paris. Two survivors of a bus incident on a bridge, were on the plane. They experience what you all just did. And then we did. We meaning my step brother Y/n, who came along to learn even though he was thirteen, Alex, Clear, and I. We all survived it. I was supposed to die from hanging myself in the shower. Alex almost died by a brick getting thrown at him. And Clear? Fire in the mental asylum she went to" Todd explains.

I finally speak up.

"After that I started seeing Death. All over the news. When the car crash happened. When people mysteriously died off one by one from insane things. It fucked me up so much that I forgot I was even on that plane. The plane that blew up. That Alex knew about from a vision. Todd is my step brother. We share a mom. She moved her and Todd to North Carolina. When I woke up from a... Coma... I was in a house at the age of 16, all alone. I had a seizure from starting to panic about Death. I missed years of my life" I say as Ian just looks at me.

I can't tell what emotion he is feeling. Maybe he's pissed at me. I mean I would be. It's a big part of my past.

"Y/n used to go quiet until the right person would notice him. He couldn't help it. But this time?" Todd says as I finish.

"This time I was hoping it would be you, Ian. I was hoping that you would fucking notice my silence. But you didn't. You got so messed up that you might as well have killed Wendy. Todd texted me yesterday. Said he will take a night trip with the others to see me" I say as I shift in my seat.

"I uh... I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I'll be right back" Ian says as he quickly leaves the area.

I sit there for a bit and then I make my way towards the bathroom.

I can hear Ian crying in there. The water is also running. Pretty sure the sink water.

I knock on the door.

"Ian. Are you okay? " I ask as he opens the door.

His knuckles are bleeding and the mirror is shattered.

"I'm not okay. I've been nothing but shitty to you, and I should have realized you were so quiet. I just thought you wanted to keep to yourself. I didnt know it was a problem. And I feel shitty in general" Ian says as I set my crutches aside and crouch down to pick up the shards of glass that are scattered amongst the tiles.

"Ian... It's fine. I didn't know that about my past until yesterday. I didn't even know those people where in my life until Todd got in contact with me. It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself for this. It's gonna move on to the next person" I say.

He didnt believe that are first. In fact it took him ages to realize I was right. Wendy and Kevin almost died in a train crash. Almost. And so did Julie. Again. Almost.

I'm sitting on the couch adjusting my knee brace for the millionth time as Ian is kinda rushing around the kitchen.

"I really don't think you need to bake Clear a cake just cause she got knocked up by Alex" I say as Ian pouts at me.

"Let me have my moments! It's not like I get the chance to bake often! " he states as he throws his hands into the air.

"Well in the future when we ever get married, if that will happen, you can bake the cake for it" I say.

"Well yea I'm working on that. Whatcha watching? " Ian asks as he sets the cake mix down to check the TV.

It was set on the news.