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The Truth: summary:

Hiya, hope all you Resident Evil fans enjoyed my Fics about that. But I thought that it was time for a change. Since the first time I saw Joan and Judith I always thought that there could be more then just friendship. So I got really upset when Judith died. So in this Fic Judith doesn't die, she survives. And Joan knew that she had feelings for her, ever since she left the Nut Camp. And she knew for certain when she collapsed at the party. What she doesn't know, is that Judith feels the same thing. Only she is afraid to act on it because of Adam. So here it goes :)

The Truth

First part. First Day At Nut Camp.

Joan arrived at the camp, well, more prison like then a camp. It was big, and a field with a lot of trees. But the building looked more like a prison. She turned to her mom, who was standing behind her. 'Please don't leave me here. I'm fine, I don't see weird guys anymore. I swear' her mom just looked at her in pain. 'You have to be here. It's the only way to get really better' she reassured her, but trying to convince herself at the same time. 'Dad?' she asked pleading. He just shook his head 'your mom is right. It's the only way' She turned around, mad, looking at the building again.

'You're sending me to prison. Great' she exclaimed sarcastic. 'Look on the bright side. You might meet new friends' her mom tried to soothe her. 'Yeah crazy friends. I have friends. Sane friends. I don't need crazy friends. I have Grace for that part' her mom chuckled a little but gently grabbed her arm and walked with her trough the big doors, to the front desk to sign her in. 'How may I help you?' the lady asked. 'Maybe by being a little less cheery on a day like this' Joan grumbled. 'Joan!' her mom said unbelievable. 'We are here to sign Joan in' her mom continued to the lady. 'Don't bother, I don't have to stay here anyway. Because I am not crazy! I was sick' 'And what is the last name?' the lady asked ignoring the words of her.

'Didn't you hear me? You don't need to check me in. I don't even belong here'

'Girardi' her father answered the lady, because her mom was busy shooting a 'I cannot believe you said that' look at Joan. 'Its for your own good, Joan. Why don't you see that?' her mom asked her. 'Because I am not mentally disturbed. I was sick' she emphasized the last 3 words, to make it really clear that she wasn't crazy. Something caught her eye, well more likely, someone. A girl, brown hair. Beautiful eyes, sparkly eyes.

About the same age. But most of all, she looked confident. What the hell is she doing here? Joan thought. She zoned out the conversation between her parents and the lady at the desk. She just stared at the girl, who stared back.

But she snapped out of her thoughts when her mom called her. 'Where did you go to?' she asked 'I called you like 4 times' She mumbles a sorry and said 'I was just thinking' Her mom looks at the same place where she was staring at and saw the girl standing there, eyes still focused on Joan. 'Do you know that girl?' she asks. But Joan shook her head. 'Just show me my room. And get it over with' she said looking at the place where the girl had been standing. But she wasn't there anymore, she sighed and followed the doctor that the lady had called.

'Your room is number 6. you'll be sharing a room with Judith' Joan sighed dramatically. 'See, they even make you bunk beds. I never had to do that' The doctor grinned because of it. 'That is exactly what Judith said when she got here the first time' 'First time?' Joan looked up with an quirked eyebrow. 'Yes she has been here multiple times' Joan looked at her mother in disbelieve. 'They are gonna lock me up with a nutjob!' 'First we are not locking you up, and second, they aren't called 'nutjobs' but people with problems' the doctor replied to her.

Joan mumbled a yeah yea. And as they reached her room and she looked in, she saw the girl sitting there. The brown haired girl.

'Joan this is Judith' the doctor introduced her. The girl stood up and walked to her. 'Hi' she said with a smile. 'So they let you stay with me, hu? Its about time, I was beginning to get crazy being alone in this room' Joan smiled at her. 'Yeah, guess they thought it would only make you crazier. So they would get more money from you wallet' this time it was Judith's turn to laugh. 'Joan' her mom said grinning. 'I think I'll like it here' Joan said, with a smile on her face. And you could see the relief in the eyes of her parents. 'But you're not crazy' Joan said a little amazed.

That made her laugh even harder. 'Now can you please say that again. But then to him? So maybe I can get out of here' So she turned around, facing the doctor and said 'she's not crazy' The doctor laughed, and so did all the other people. 'Hey Joan, we need to get going. There's case I would like to finish this week' her dad said. She nodded and smiled at Judith and walked back to the car with her parents. 'I am really sorry we have to do this honey' her mom said to her, pulling her in a tight hug. 'yeah yea, its ok' she mumbles. Her father gave her a big hug as well, and got in the car. Her mom gave her one last big hug and said that she would call as much as she can, and also got in the car. And waved them away when they drove off.

Joan walked back to organize her stuff, but saw someone she doesn't like to see. 'You're not real. I was sick' she says to the teenage boy who standing there. 'That is what the doctors said, Joan' He said 'do you believe that?' Joan sighed 'yes I do' she said in a not too convincing tone. 'This is just one of the many tricks that my mind is playing. 'cause You're not real, and never will be. I was hallucinating' The cute boy smiled the all knowing smile. 'I know you don't believe that Joan. Deep down you know I am real' she rolled her eyes. 'Just get go. I am here because of you' He smiled the smile again 'no, you are here because you got ill. And because your parents think this might help you to get better again' Joan sighed again and started walking again towards her room. Ignoring the calls from God.

'Hey, took you long enough' Judith said cheery. 'Mom and dad didn't want to leave' she said rolling her eyes. And Judith grinned. 'I wish my parents were like that' she admitted. Joan eyed her 'at least they didn't lock you up here' Judith smirked 'at least your parents aren't psychiatrists' Joan thought about it, but couldn't come up with a worse thing about her parents.

'So, why are you here?' she asked, trying to get a other conversation going. 'Mom and dad thought it would be best for me, to come here as often as I can. Because maybe it would cure me' she said with a look that could kill anyone. Joan raised an eyebrow 'cure you for what?' she asked suddenly more curious in the girl. She sighed, and wasn't sure if she should tell the new girl. But decided that if she really wanted to be friends with her, she would need to be honest with her.

'I also like girls' she blurted out. Joan's eyes went wide upon hearing that. 'You're bisexual?' she asked surprised. And she nodded and shrugged her shoulders. 'I hope you don't have a problem with it' Joan struggled for something appropriate to say, but couldn't so she just shook her head and said no. It was awkward for a little moment, until Judith asked why she was here. So she explained the whole Lyme-Disease problem, and the hallucinations.

Joan thought with herself, I think I definably will have a better time here, then I thought. And talked for several hours with Judith.

A/N.
I hope you enjoyed the first part of it. I know its kinda short, but I don't have a lot of time to write, lately I'm really tired, and I have no idea how that is. So I'll update as soon as I finished the next chapter. For all my Resident Evil readers, I hope I'll finish the next chapter of it soon, but like I said, I'm really tired lately, so I'm taking it easy now, and just try to get a little better :) see you guys with the next chapter :)