Sarah Paulson|one-shot|

♡cordelia♡

《TW: ED, self-harm, panic attack》

《Fluff》

Italic: your thoughts

She is more of a motherly figure to Ace. Robichaux's is also an all-girl school and not for witch's

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-Y/n's Pov-

"Alright, everyone makes sure to have this done by tomorrow, please," Cordelia said over the class. Zoe then walks up to me "hay. We are all going out for lunch. Want to come" her mentioning food makes me already feel sick "no thanks, sorry."

She nods and walks away. I walk to my room, and well try to "Y/n, can you wait a moment" oh great Cordelia, listen, I love her she's like my mom but lately she been pissing me off, always keeping my after to make sure im "ok."

"Yes, Miss. Goode," I say, turning around, " how are you feeling? You zoned out. Again" "im fine, sorry I zoned out, it won't happen again" she gives me the mom look and says, "also, have you eaten today? I didn't see you at breakfast."

S-shit, what do I say... " yeah, I ate beforehand" I try not to let my breathing get heavy. Just the word eat makes me want to panic and hide. "Ok, well, go have lunch. The girls are going out" I nod and walk away; once I leave her view, I run to my room.

Fuck, now I have to go with them. I hear a knock at my door, breaking me from my thoughts. I got this, "co-come in" fuck, my voice cracked a bit, I see Cordelia's head pop out from behind the door "you coming" I have no choice but to go "yeah let me just change" I give a half-smile.

-Cordelia's Pov-

Y/n has been a bit distant lately; she also hasn't been eating, but she says she's eating. Her clothes have been getting large on her, and she looks more tired and jumpier. The girls are going out for lunch, and im making sure y/n go's

I'll be going with them to ensure they're safe and Madison doesn't do anything dumb.

-Y/n's POV-

I put on a hoodie and sweatpants, but before I leave, I go into the bathroom to find my blades because I know im going to need them. So I put them in my pocket and head downstairs.

-time skip to the restaurant-

"Ok, girls, try not to get too much" we all nod, and then the girls start talking about what they want, making me feel anxious. I look over the menu. Too many calories. That looks good and not too many. Wait, nope can't have it. Fuck it ill go with a salad. The waiter comes up " you all ready to order?"
I wait for everyone else to order, then I order "ill just have a salad" I give a small smile, they then leave to get the food.

-Cordelia's POV-

When she ordered the salad, thats when I knew something was up. I mean, she didn't even get a drink "im ganna be right back," I hear y/n say, breaking me from my thoughts. Then, she practically ran to the bathroom.

-Y/n's POV-

I ran to the bathroom, went into the large stall, slid against the wall, and felt the panic rush through my body; shit, I didn't even know what they all put in the salad. Oh no, what if there are too many calories shit shit shit, I heard the bathroom door open and stood up and sat the toilet. I grabbed my blades from my pocket and took one out, and rolled up my sleeve. I reopened a couple of cuts and added new ones. That's what you get for not checking. im running out of room; I don't want to do my thighs... I pull my arm out of the sleeve very carefully and cut my shoulder, and watched the blood run down my arm " Y/n, you in here."

Shit, I quickly clean the blood, put my hoodie back on, and walk out of the stall "hay, you ok" "hmm, oh yeah, sorry. Let's go eat" we walk back to the table and see the food is here. I've got this,

I sat down and saw everyone had things that were high in calories, and I don't have this... So I grab my fork and look at the salad, breathe Ace; I put my fork down and look away.

-Cordelia's POV-

I see Y/n pick up her fork and stare at the salad, then she puts her fork down and looks away, almost as if she is scared of it. I then see a tear fall down her cheek.

-Y/n's POV-

I get up and run to the bathroom, and locked myself in the large stall again. I then heard the restroom door open "Y/n...you in here" it's Cordelia shit. I cover my mouth so she doesn't listen to me crying, "Y/n, sweetie," I remove my hand so I can try to breathe better. It becomes harder to breathe, so I open the door and see Cordelia with tears running down my face and hyperventilating. She pulls me into a hug, and I slowly start to fall in her arms.

"Shh, I got you, little one" my breathing is still really heavy, but it's slowly getting better "i-i can't de-Delia," she looks at me, a bit confused. She then realized what I meant "baby can you tell me when you ate last and don't lie" I look away from her, thinking, when I ate last, was it last week? No, it was...shit...ah "mo-Monday" she nodded and put her hand on my shoulder...the one I just cut. I winced in pain.

"Do you have a shirt on under your hoodie, sweetheart" I nod and take off my hoodie, and of course, I choose a spaghetti strap tank top. She looks at my arm and saw just a shit ton of cuts all up my arm "alright, you can put it back on, but we are going out there, and you will eat that salad you ordered, got it," I panicked. Again "NO! Please no! I don't want it im not hungry, please," I practicality yelled, so she cast a soundproof spell on the restroom.

"Sweetie, I need you to eat" I shook my head "im not eating," Cordelia sighed and cupped my cheek "sweetie, I know you don't want to eat, but you have to" "no, please," she looked down and continued talking "if you don't eat you will slowly start to die sweetie" let's eat it won't be that bad...right "fine" she smiled and stood up also helping me up. We walked back to the table and saw that the girls were gone "where are the girls" " oh, there in the van, sweetie, I told them to wait there" I nodded and sat down.

I picked up my fork and took a bite of the salad, stupid. I put my fork down. "I cant. Please don't make me."

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