Everything is Fine - Reader x Tim Wright

The first few days in the motel room consisted of the three of you engaging in petty arguments, looking over tapes, and getting to know each other better. Then Entry #68 was uploaded by the hooded man revealing Alex had been living in Tim's house, specifically his attic.

"I guess it's good I stayed with you for those last two days."

"I guess so."

Recently, you and Tim have been having these small moments. Nothing that lead to anything very significant, just short periods of genuine loving eye contact and personal questions that lead to deeper conversations rather than embarrassing stories. The deepest conversation had was when Tim asked about your family.

"So I notice I never see you call or text any outside of us. I mean I don't talk to anyone either but you already know that story. I occasionally see Jay call his family though. Don't you have a family?"

You looked at your feet as a wave of sorrow filled your lungs while sitting at the edge of the bed.

"No, I don't. I never knew my mom since she high tailed it out of there once I turned 2 and I am an only child."

"What about your dad?"

The wave reached the back of your throat and you barely managed to choke out the answer.

"He died just before I moved out here and he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's five years before that."

Tim looked like he wanted to ask more when he noticed the sad look on your face. Of course, you could tell that he wanted to hear more. It's not that you didn't want to talk about it but it was that it was hard to do. You gave him a nod and a sad smile to let him know it was okay to ask.

"What was it like?"

You look back down to the ground as silent tears start to stream down your cheeks, "What was it like to have the person you love most forget who you are and call out for the woman who abandoned him? It was the worst feeling in the world. I never want anyone I know to go through that. I never want to be the person to put someone through it. It's my worst fear."

Tim remembered you referring to this situation as your worst fear coming true before but he didn't think memory loss was the worst aspect. Personally, he feared physically losing the people he cared about and being killed by the monsters after them. He also realized he never really had a close enough bond with something to care about being forgotten. He felt shame for dragging you into this mess.

Tim kneeled down to your eye level and reached his arms out to you holding you tight. His face turned red from trying to hold back tears. Tim has always been an emotional man but he especially hated when other people cried. With one hand he brushed your (h/l) (h/c) while trying his best to comfort you.

"I won't lie to you and say I understand what you have gone through. I never knew my Dad and my mom dropped me off at a mental institution and never returned. I can't even imagine what it's like to have a person I love to forget me."

Silence. The two of you sat there for a long while holding each other. At one point you could have sworn you had seen Jay enter the room and just as quickly leave from the corner of your eye. The hug finally breaks. Your faces were only centimeters apart when there was a knock at the door in the other room.

"Hey guys, the pizza's here!"