This was hell.

Not only for her but for everyone else.

But seriously a schizophrenic in the wilderness without pills?

Yeah, hell.

Especially when mostly everyone thought she was crazy.

You didn’t think that though.

Technically you were the only one who she told about it.

And that’s before the plane even crashed.

The amount of times you slept over her house of course you questioned the pills being handed to her every time they ate but you never asked her about it until she told you one drunken night after one of Jackie’s parties.

You didn’t judge or say much, actually you just held her and listened like always, you just listened.

When she declared that she wasn’t leaving with rescue you stayed quiet not moving beside Van but the moment she looked at you, you sighed and dropped your bag too.

And now when everything changed, everyone changed you were still here, listening to her talk about something while you helped her sort out her herbs in her shelter.

Suddenly she asked something that caught you off guard.

“You don’t think I’m crazy right? You still…think I’m okay right?”

You paused mid action looking up from the plants in hand to her before you shook your head.

“Of course not. I mean we are all crazy one way or another out here so…”

You said quietly voice soft giving her a small smile.

She looked down at the herb she was twisting between her fingers small smile growing on her face before she asked.

“So you believe me?”

Which you then nodded again and whispered softly “I believe you”

After that it was a moment of silence before she sighed and quirky shifted scooting closer head moving to rest against your shoulder.

“You trust me right?” She whispered starting to tight small pieces of leafs together starting to make a bracelet.

“Of course I do” you whispered without any hesitation causing her to hum and lean even more against you.

“I’m scared of when we go back” she whispered “I don’t know what going to happen..what’s going to happen to me.”