This Was A Real Conversation I Had With My Friend So I Made It Rejanis (Me Being Janis Lmao!)

This was a real conversation I had with my friend so I made it Rejanis (Me being Janis lmao!)

(Janis POV just so you know)

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No Place Like Home

Janis ‘Imi’ike x fem! reader

Warnings: some coarse language

In which reader and Janis make a big move…back home.

“Say that again? Damian stares at you and Janis with wide eyes. “Where?”

“They’re moving to Hawai’i. Were you even listening?” Regina scoffs.

“I heard them. But excuse my surprise!” Damian shot the blonde a look, huffing.

“That’s so exciting.” Gretchen chimed in.

“When are you guys leaving?” Cady asked.

“Next month. Maybe earlier.” Janis shrugs.

“How are you all so calm about this? Do y’all know how far away that is?!”

“I’m moving home. Something I’ve been wanting to do for many years now. And given that we’re fortunate to be making enough income to do so, I’m not going to regret it. Besides, me and y/n are married- what did you think I would do? Leave her here in Chicago?”

“Yeah, you’re right.” Damian quiets down swiftly, “I’m just a little shocked, that’s all. Sorry for my little outburst.”

“I get it. To be honest, it kinda scares me to leave everything behind.”

“I mean, you guys are coming back to visit, right?” Gretchen’s brows were knit together in concern, and slight panic.

“And technically we can go visit them.” Regina quips.

“Technically.” Janis says, “Okay, the islands get enough visitors as they are and if y’all are gonna be destroying the nature and disturbing the wildlife…”

“We won’t.” Cady promised.

“Yeah, not everyone’s rich like you are, Regina.” Damian laughs.

Anyway, a little while later, the gang was just gathered around the dining table with a bunch of snacks and a stack of Uno cards. The subject of you and Janis moving away for good wasn’t brought up again.

You visited Hawai’i twice with Janis, and both times, she was the happiest you’ve ever seen her. Okay, she was happiest whenever she was with you. But once she was home, it was a whole other level of glowing.

Seriously.

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💭A/N:

I lost my motivation and mood for the initial idea of this ‘drabble’ so I turned it into a more social media themed?? fic😭 sorry—

(Pics used in post are from Pinterest + Auli’i’s IG + my own camera roll for slide 5)

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Hey again 🙃

Can you write another fic in the same style as Regina X Janis X Regina's younger sister? It doesn't matter the theme or anything, I just really liked it and wanted to read more, if you feel comfortable writing, of course, it doesn't have to be a continuation or be from the same universe (or age) just in that dynamic, please

Try Again

Janis ‘Imi’ike x Regina George + little sister reader

Warnings: eating disorder mentions & descriptions/relapse. Hospitalisation, coarse language & angst. Reader discretion advised.

Set about 6 months after Regina and Janis first find out about reader’s eating disorder, the relapse of Regina’s bulimia was a wake-up call to reader to lead a better life for herself

Following the divorce of your parents, Regina was honestly the only one that understood you. Especially since the fact that you had an eating disorder— like she did. The last half a year was a gruelling experience to get through, session after session of crying, of irritation, getting angry at yourself when you had times where you stumbled in your road to recovery. Today was not a good day. You woke up feeling a sense of dread, the dread of having to get out of bed, and actually having to do things. You felt lazy, like all you wanted to do was lay in bed and not worry about anything. But, you’ve been at home for the last two days without anything to do, so it was about time to get out of the house and get some fresh air…some sun. Summer’s only just begun, so you had plenty of time to be lazy after today. Right? No.

You heard a distant thud. From Regina’s room. Worried, you rushed there, opening the door up quickly. “Shit.” You muttered, “Regina!” Your sister had just passed out, laying lifeless right before your eyes. You scrambled to her bed to grab her phone so you could call for an ambulance. You told them what happened and they said they’d he here as soon as they could.

You were alone, your Mom was off in Colombia for a vacation for a month (maybe more, she said). So, everything was a blur to you. You had no idea what to do except wait for the ambulance to get Regina to the hospital. You went with them in the ambulance, and when the doctors were working on her, you took the time to inform Janis.

“Janis?”

“Oh, hey. It’s you. What’s up, honey?”

“Regina’s in the hospital. She passed out at home. I think she had a relapse.” You fought the tears so desperately to get your words out clearly but still sniffled. At least it was after you were done speaking.

“Oh, my God,” A soft gasp was heard, “I’m on my way. Which hospital?”

You let her know, then promptly hung up. You weren’t sure how long it’d been since you got off the phone call. But you sure were snapped out of your daze when Janis was calling your name and put her hand on your shoulder. You were startled out of your trance, looking up at her blankly. Your vision was still very much clouded from all the crying.

“I was so wrapped up in my own world that I didn’t care that she was not doing well again—”

“No.” Janis interjected, “Stop. You’re blaming yourself for this. It’s not on you. Her recovery is her recovery. Your recovery is yours. If you’re both struggling at the same time, it is so challenging to be looking out for the other person. Sometimes you just gotta be focusing on yourself because that’s what is needed. It’s not a competition, it’s not your sole responsibility to look after her. She’s got a part to play in her own well-being. I tried to, to help her this time but I could not get through to her, I’ve never seen her like this.”

Janis hugs you— she put her arms around you. And typically, that would shock you. It did, but in this moment all you could care about was the fact that you had someone with you. “Did you tell June?”

“Not yet.” You sniffed, “She’s on vacation in Colombia with—”

Janis nodded, “Carmelo or whatever his name was. Regina told me like— the second your Mom left the house to go to the airport.”

“y/n?” Someone asks following the sound of doors creaking open.

“Doctor Langdon.” You said to him, standing up. Her approaches you and Janis.

“According to her file she has a history of bulimia which you know of, so to be very honest with you, we’re shocked she hasn’t had this happen before given how early it started.”

“Well, she’s been in recovery for about a year.”

“Which is good, but is she seeing anyone for her mental health? It’s not indicated in her file. I’m sorry, I didn’t get your name…you are?”

“I’m Janis. And she has been. But lately, less frequent. She’s going through a lot right now.”

“Janis. She passed out due to dehydration but her bulimia definitely was a contributing factor to it. She has to work on a recovery plan that is most effective, with her therapist. If she keeps this up, her heart will very likely give out. There is already an infection in her lungs because she’d aspirated some of the food.”

“So—” Janis began to ask the doctor a question, but you couldn’t take the pressure of it all and just excused yourself, on the verge of tears.

“That’s…pneumonia. Yes?” Janis asked.

“Yeah. We’ve put her on IV antibiotics and some fluids to get rid of the infection, and for dehydration but it will recur if she keeps up with the purging. She’s been putting herself at risk for that, and much worse. It is a tough thing to tackle, I get it. I’ve seen this more than I liked to doing this job. A few of them weren’t so lucky, their lives were taken away. She has hope, to get better. Recovery is never always linear and I acknowledge that she has done a lot of work, but she has to try again. Get out of the claws of that disorder.”

“I understand. Thanks.”

“The girl who ran away, that’s her sister, right? I don’t want to pry but I’m noticing the same things with her too.”

“It— god, their home life’s messy. Dad’s out of the picture and her mom’s currently on vacation in Colombia so she’s been alone.”

“I’ve…been their doctor for awhile. I’ve noticed some stuff, I referred Regina and her sister to their therapists.” The doctor admits.

Janis didn’t know what to say so she just nodded, “Would the hospital inform their Mom?”

“We did try to call her a few times but she didn’t pick up.” Doctor Landon told her.

“I’ll try as well. Are we allowed to go inside to see her?”

“Yes, that’s absolutely fine.”

“Okay.” Janis nodded solemnly, mumbling a ‘thanks’ as the doctor departed.

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Janis found you at the garden located at the end of the level you guys were on. It also helped that she had access to yours and Regina’s locations. Nonetheless, she was so relieved to find you. “Hey.”

You slowly looked up at her, teary eyed. “Hi.” You mumbled, “I’m sorry. I got scared hearing that.”

“That’s a good thing, you know? Feeling the fear. You know you need to get better. You’re not just putting in the effort for the heck of it. You know you need to get your own life back, y/n. And that…that’s great. That’s a step in the right direction.”

You nodded slightly, then asked, “Is she awake?”

“Not sure, I left to come look for you. You wanna go back there and see if she’s up?”

“Okay.”

You went back to the hospital room with Janis, she went inside with you. Regina had just woken up. Obviously, she knew she was in a hospital, she just didn’t know why. “Regina.” You sat down on the chair beside her bed, “I…am honestly pretty mad at you. But I don’t have the right to be, because I…am doing the same thing to myself. Slowly but surely killing myself.”

She looks at you, gaze going soft as she soon realised what you were talking about. “I’ve been trying so hard, but one day I just lost the fight. I have in to the urge after a year and a half, all because some little bitch boy at school said I was eating everyone’s food. Which wasn’t true, but it was just how my brain decided to fuck with me.” Regina scoffs, “I couldn’t stop. I just couldn’t. But— I — I cannot lose you, y/n. You’re all I’ve got left now. Mom? Let’s face it, all she cares about right now is her new boyfriend. She’s like obsessed with him.”

“You have pneumonia.” Janis said, “It’s a complication.”

Regina sighs, “I’m sorry. Please know I’m trying.”

“I know, babe. I know you are, and sometimes, it’s okay to stumble. But you need to remember to try again. Try and try again, you’ve got a life worth fighting for, so much you want to accomplish. And maybe it’s a little selfish, but I want to be able to love and hold you for many, many more years.”

Regina started to weep, nodding, “I— I’ll work something else out with my therapist. Try another method to work towards recovery again. I need to stay. I can’t do that to you, to y/n, to myself. I deserve to make a life for myself that I am proud of.”

Janis sits down, leaning into cup Regina’s cheek, “I love you, I’m here for you. And you, y/n. I promise, we’ll get through this.”

You and Janis stayed with Regina until visiting hours were over, then, she drove you to her place. Where you spent the night, then, eventually the next few. “I’m gonna cook something.” She says, walking to the kitchen, “What do you feel like having? We can cook together.”

“Whatever’s fine. You’re a great cook.” You told the brunette, “Is it okay if I just nap right here? I’m pretty tired.”

“Oh.” She turned to look at you over the shoulder, “Yeah, of course. Go ahead, y/n. I’ll wake you up once dinner’s ready.”

You smiled appreciatively, “Thanks.” Janis smiled back, you got comfortable on the couch and closed your eyes while she began to prepare dinner.

Some time later, Janis shook you gently to wake you up, “Dinner’s ready.”

“Okay.” You murmured sleepily, “I’m up.”

You got up and off the couch, dragging your feet over to the dinner table. Janis turned the TV on and put on a comedy movie so that you two were entertained and distracted, honestly, while eating.

“Thanks, Jan.” You smiled, grabbing a fork and digging right into the aglio olio she cooked, “This is so good.”

“Aw, you’re welcome.” She chuckles.

“Is it okay if I just stay with you for a bit? I don’t really want to go home.”

“Of course!” She nodded, “I’m usually alone if I’m not with Regina or Damian anyway. Damian’s at theatre camp, so I’m just not having much fun with myself.”

You chuckled, “Well, how about we go pottery painting tomorrow? We could paint Regina something. She’ll be there a few days, after all. What else am I supposed to do? Mope around?”

Janis gasps, “Great idea. We should definitely do that.”

🏷️ Tag list:

@ashecampos @auliisflower @cheesysoup-arlo @frogs00 @ludoesartnstuffs @pda128

💭A/N:

I didn’t want to make this fic too heavy content-wise, so it turned out quite short. Nonetheless, I hope you enjoyed. 🫶🏼