I'm Not Okay {I Promise}

Collision Course

"I saw it.. I saw it in my head" Yeah okay so Wendy might be crazy. "The tracks gonna collapse, the roller coasters gonna cr-" She cut off into a sob.

"Don't, she was just a little upset before" Kevin tried to cover for her.

"Alright man, please, can you please control that bitch?"" Lewis shouts, getting off the coaster. "Damn. It's gonna crash, The hydraulics, the coaster-" He mocks. "You know what she's just trying to get some fucking attention-"

"You know what you're a real piece of shit Lewis, Fuck you." Kevin walks over to him as Wendy continues trying to calm herself. Sage couldn't help but agree with Kevin, Lewis was a piece of shit. Sure Wendy might be crazy. Schizophrenic even- but that doesn't mean she didn't actually see something. It couldn't have been the future, that's just crazy. Well, this whole situations crazy. But that doesn't change the fact that while Lewis is spewing nonsense Wendy's over here having the worlds most chaotic anxiety attack.

"Fuck moi? No man, fuck you" Lewis shoves his hand out to the right and smacks Erin in the face. Oh fuck no. That's not happening.

"Hey asshole" Sage shouts but before she can do anything Ian's joined the fight and is trying to get as many punches in as he can on Lewis before the manager guy breaks it up.

Sage may hate him, but she'll give him one thing- He's got a killer right hook. They might not get along regarding much, but when it comes to Erin, they both agree that whoever hurts their best friend isn't getting away unscathed.

The group was escorted away from the coaster so that those who still wanted to ride, wouldn't be affected. Sage could hear Jayson screaming for the attendants to let him off, but they weren't listening. That was pretty fucked up.

Erin, Ian, and Sage stood off to the side, this was one weird school trip that's for sure.

"you alright Erin?" Sage asked, there was a small red mark on her face from where Lewis hit her.

"I'll be fine, just another dumb guy. No different than usual."

"I'll kill him." Ian states.

"uh, no, that will land you in jail-"

"And why do you care, Satan? You'd probably be happier than hell if I landed myself in jail. Then you wouldn't have to deal with me all the time."

"Okay seriously, when are you both going to get over your little third grade rivalry?" Erin asked.

"It's a forever kinda thing-" Sage was cut off when Wendy's screams filled the air again, the three turned to watch the roller coaster and sure enough- it had broken. Everyone from McKinley high that had boarded the roller coaster, was dead. That's one hell of a law suit.

A/N

AHHHHHH. Okay. I love this fic, with my whole entire heart. I think It's actually my favorite fic that I've written- which says a lot because I have written so many fanfictions. Buttt, I actually wrote this whole thing in two days. It was 11:00 at night and I had just finished my daily doomscroll of Ian McKinley edits and I was scouring the internet- for Ian McKinley fics- and I cOULN'T FIND ANY. Okay that's a lie, I found like three. But only One that I actually enjoyed, so I joked to my girlfriend about making my own fic because there weren't any- And then she told me to do it, SO. Here we are. I did it. And I am SO proud of it, so if you hate please, kindly, do not tell me.

OKAY. lets break this down.

They have beef.

They have trauma.

Okay, because Ian decided to put fake spiders in her locker. Which is just... so ian.

Anyways, ever since then, they hATE each other. It's chill though because Erin's the glue that holds them together.

Soooo they're at the amusement park. Wendy crashes out. They got off. BAM. Roller coaster crash, half the place is DEad. But hey, at least they died with funnel cake in their possession.

Sage is right, that would be one hell of a law suit.

HONORABLE MENTIONSSSS (aka quotes from the chapter that I loved too much to only have included once.)

"You gave me trust issues you know" Yes, we love Sage and her trust issues because of fake plastic spiders.

"You gave me tinnitus." And then there's Ian and his smart ass comebacks about diseases and shit.

"YOU CANT LEAVE ME ALONE WITH SATAN" Ah yes. The satan nickname, because he can't stand her. (At least he thinks he can't.)

"Yeah, odds are like one in two hundred fifty million of dying in a roller coaster." We love Ian and his statistics that really aren't helping anybody.

Okay so basically I love this fic and its lowkey my favorite fic (Don't tell my other fics) I have discovered that I love killing off characters, it's so fun. ( I'm not a psycho I promise.) Anywayyyyy, I cried writing this so good luck- And if you know what all of the songs that the titles are named after- I love you.