Sarah Paulson One Shots

Listen to Me~ A. MR

Requested~ billieshoe6  "character helps reader though a panic attack brought on by their mothers crude comments."

Note- I miss writing my other wife so here's Ally. :)

TW- homophobia / panic attack
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    Your finger hovered over the red button on the screen. Why not just cut the woman off right then and there?  Your mother's words sunk into the back of your head as she kept yelling through the phone. "Do you understand how wrong this is?! This isn't how I raised you!" Tears streamed down your face as your knees were brought closer into your frame that pressed onto the corner of the sofa.
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You had moved from your home state about a year ago. Frequent calls from your parents was routine. They just wanted to check on you from time to time. Harmless right? Though tonight was different, Ally was working late and Oz was at a friends house, you had the entire evening to yourself and and you wanted was to call your mother and tell her that you were in a healthy relationship with a woman you love very much. Knowing she wouldn't approve of this it sounded nice to get off your chest. So you did just that, dialing the number awaiting a long night in fear.
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    "Y/N, this isn't who you are. You're just doing this to be difficult." Her voice got quieter but by no means any kinder. "You are coming home, your not staying with that woman." You didn't respond to her demeanor only a sniffle and hitched breathing came from you. "You either come home now, or you won't be hearing another word from me again. Do you understand me?!" 

    You wiped your cheeks free from any emotion that fell from your eyes. A soft whispered no came from your lips.  No, you didn't want to leave Ally. She was one of very few, who understood you and cared for you. Yet no, you didn't want to leave your parents. It didn't matter how much you hated them at times, because at the end of the day they are still your family and they still love you.

    "Goodbye y/n" the other line beeped. And there she went. Your family was gone and it was all your fault. A throaty cry left your body, as you dropped the phone beside you. You curled up on the couch tears streaming down your face. A text from Ally lit up the screen next to you.

Ally- hi sweetheart :)

    You read it, but didn't respond. Your hands became shaky and it slowly started to effect your whole body. Your lungs felt as if they'd collapse, breathing began to feel heavy and the world around you was blurry. A pair of headlights beamed through the sheer curtains of the living room. She's not supposed to be here. Keyes jiggled in the locked door. Soon enough there she was standing in the entranceway of the home. "Y/N?" Her eyes scanned the room before she heard a sniffle coming from the couch.

    "Pumpkin?" The brunette stood over you, laying her hand on your shoulder causing a small flinch to escape your frame. "It's alright it's just me." Ally's words were soft and calm. She sat down next to you in open arms but you didn't budge. Ally too has had these experiences before, so she understood of you needed some time. She rubbed your back until your attack subsided.

    "Breathe, it's alright."  You followed Ally's breathing patterns as she counted. "There you go." She placed a kiss on the top of your head. You sat up, resting your head on her shoulder, wrapping an arm around her torso. Just you felt the need to keep her close. "What happened hm?" Ally brushed a few strands of hair from your face with with her fingers. You shook your head not wanting to effect her with your personal problems.

     "Don't you dare think you're a burden. I know how you are."   Ally read you like a book, even from the first day you met. She saw something in you that she could relate too. Your arm wrapped around the woman a bit tighter this time, clinging onto her like a lost child. Which I guess isn't completely a lie. You were lost. Lost in what you believed to be right versus what others told you.

    "My mother." Your voice quiet and husky due to the amount of crying from earlier events. Your hands fiddling together, sliding your rings on and off your fingers. Ally put her hands on top of yours to ease your nerves. The brunette knew that nothing good ever came from any interaction from your mom. Anytime you got off the phone with her, you'd seem off. Sad or confused look took over your expression and wiped your eyes clean of any happiness.

    "I only wanted to tell her. Tell her about us." Ally looked down at you, as you didn't return the eye contact. "You said you wanted to do that together." Ally sat up, adjusting her position. "I know. But it's not your problem to deal with. You're out. People accept you."  You glanced at the older woman who began wrapping her arms around you.

    "What did she say?" Ally asked.  Remembering your mother's words, tears clouded your eyes once again. "That it's wrong." You stumbled over your words and breathing started to hitch one more time. "That the way I choose is perverted and gross." Ally's eyes blurred up too. She once faced this with her family, but they got over it. She only wished the same for you.

     "It's going to be alright, she'll get over it." You stood up fighting your way out of her arms. "Ally! She threatened to take me back home. She doesn't want me with you! Cant you see that?!" You yelled back. It was only the tension of the situation talking and Ally knew it. She stood up taking your arms down to your sides and pressing you against her chest.

    "What she wants doesn't matter." Ally's hands cupped your cheeks, wiping the emotion off your rosy hue cheeks. "All that matters is that you are happy and safe. Parents should love their child unconditionally no matter the circumstance. If she won't, then I will." 

    Ally's arms wrapped around you landing on your lower back. Your face nuzzled into her shoulder. "You're not gross my love. Nor are you a disappointment."  Your head nodded into her shirt.  "I love you." Ally kissed the top of your head softly.