**This is short but I needed a better fucking ending than that heartbreaking film gave me**
Jim had stumbled up to her door. His pupils were blown to the size of saucers and sweating profusely. She opened the door before he even had the opportunity to knock. She heard him knock over a few potted plants on his attempt to climb the stairs.
“Jim,” she sighed as she caught him in her arms, “What are you-“
He just kept shaking his head as she brought him to her bedroom. He sat on her bed, running his hands through his hair as he began to cry. She removed his jacket and turned on the air conditioner.
“Jim, what happened? Talk to me,” she said as she took a damp towel to his face. He pushed her hand away, laying his head against her stomach as his tears poured onto her shirt, “You’re scaring me. Please tell me. Let me help you,”
“Medina’s gone. I think she’s gone for good,” he said hysterically.
She stroked his hair and stumbled as he pulled her even closer, “She would never leave you, Jim, ever. You know that. She’s out but she’s not gone,”
Jim moved back, wiping his face harshly against the sleeve of his jacket, “I need to find her,” he attempted to stand but Y/N pushed him back down.
“Stay with me,” she pleaded, “Stay with me and we’ll find her together, yeah?” She knelt in front of him, continuously stroking his hair in the way she know soothed him. He nodded and laid his head against the pillow. She moved his feet onto the bed and took his shoes off. She continued to wipe his face of the sweat that seemed to come from everywhere.
“I’m just tired. So fucking tired,” he mumbled, his eyes closed as she sat beside him, stroking his cheek. She laid her head on his chest, wiping her tears so none fell to his shirt, as he placed a hand lazily on her head.
After Jim’s drug-induced psychotic break, he was committed to a facility. The day he was committed Medina went to see him, forcing her parents to let Y/N see him one last time before his access to visitors was more restricted. She had gone to see him whenever he was allowed visitors. He had a few setbacks. There was a lot to work through, a lot to unpack. He was going to stay with her and her family when he got out. That’s not the only reason she was there, bouncing her leg incessantly as she waited for him to come out of the building. She would have been there either way. She knew the boy he was before this, all wide-eyed and full of hope. They had both bonded over their love of the ocean. Medina loved her for Jim and had factored her into their dream trip to Bali. Of course, that all had to wait now. Now, she just wanted to see him.
“Y/N, I think that’s him,” Medina turned back to look at her, smiling, beaming with joy at the sight of her twin.
As Jim left the facility with his parents behind him, he perked up at the sight of his two favorite girls. Y/N hung back as Medina ran to him, jumping on her brother, who stumbled back, not expecting the reaction he received. Y/N hadn’t realized she was shedding any tears until one salty drop fell to her lips. He looked so good. There was color in his face, his cheeks were plump, she could see the beautiful blue of his eyes. The color of the ocean they all loved so much.
Jim approached her, silently, cautiously. He raised his hands to cup her face and wiped away the tears that wouldn’t stop falling. He leaned his forehead against hers and they stood there in silence, taking in the scent of each other.
“Thank you,” he whispered.
She choked on her words as she continued to cry, “Don’t do that again. Never again,” she said as she wrapped her arms around him, stroking his hair just the way he liked.
“Never again,” he smiled as he placed a lingering kiss to her lips, “Can we go?” He took her hand and looked back for Medina who came to their side.
“Home?” Medina asked.
Jim shook his head, “To the water first,” he said as he put his arm around Y/N’s shoulder and she threaded her fingers through his hand.
Medina and Y/N smiled at each other. It was going to be okay. They were all going to be okay.
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