Bossatronio x Erik Oneshots

Forever Alone

Last time on Bossatronio x Erik:
"Good," he left and as soon as the door closed I started crying. I don't like who I am anymore. My mother left, my father sees me as a disappointment, my brothers are dead, every dog I ever had died, Trevor left me, and I have no feet. I'm forever alone.

Erik's P.O.V.
It's been awhile since I lost my legs. I've been given prosthetics. My wounds haven't healed yet but my father forces me to work. I've decided to request Dr. Iplier to examine my legs since they might be infected.... I don't. I opened the door and instantly saw many faces that appear the same but some don't recognize and some look like me and my dad.
"Dr. Iplier?" I called out hoping he would respond. Though of course I get no response and I start to wandering the place.
"Erik? What are you doing here?" I jumped and turned around finding Dr. Iplier.
"I n-need you're he-help," I wish I didn't have that stutter, "it's my l-l-legs." He sighs then looks around.
"Ok follow me," he led me to a room with various medical equipment and supplies. I sat up on the table and he took off my prosthetics. He treated my legs then looked up me.
"You're going to have to stay here for awhile, your wounds haven't fully healed and because your not cleaning them they're infected," oh no this is all my fault.
"B-But my dad w-will kill me," I said hoping it would work.
"You're in a house with... I'd say... thirty people maybe and I'm pretty sure most of them hate your father so I think you're good," he picks me up put me in an infirmary, wow they have everything, "I'll be back every so often to check on you and if I can't, Schneep will."
"Who's Sch-Schneep?" He puts his hand up showing me a wedding ring then left. Wow he's married? I never thought that would happen ever. Ok that was mean but I'm just saying.
After awhile I heard the door open and I looked over, sure enough it's the man who somehow runs the entire house and hosts a game show on the side.
"Hello again Erik, I assume you decided to take my offer," he adjusted his glasses and tried not to look at my nubs.
"I-I was kinda forced to," I then looked down and mumbled, "m-my dad p-probably d-doesn't even kn-know I'm h-here."
"Well I'm going to tell him you know that right?"
"Yeah I know," I looked down, honestly I'm glad I came here. I feel safer actually. Though I still feel.... alone.