Meet me again - (Sarah Paulson)

HELP

TW - Self Harm, Eating-Disorder

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"Oh my god !! Honey !" was all I heard when I've regained consciousness. Then something fell on the floor, like a box filled with things, and I felt a warm hand on my cheek and another one holding my right hand. "Sweetheart please wake up! Oh my god honey answer me please". I could hear Ms Paulson panicking next to me, but I was too weak to move for now. She tried to give me little slaps on the cheeks when I finally opened my eyes to look at hers. They were dark brown, filled with panic. "Oh honey finally, I was so scared" she said, feeling a bit relieved.

She gave me a glass of water and held my head to help me drink it. When I emptied the glass, she kissed my forehead and asked me if I felt ready to sit. I nodded and she grabbed my arms, being careful not to touch my fresh cuts. I sat on the floor and she helped me to stand and sit on a dark blue couch. She then took my hair off my face and put it behind my ears.

"You really scared me. How are you feeling now ?" she asked. I tried to speak but tears were faster. I started to cry again and she wiped my tears with her thumbs.

"Well, let's start with the basics. What is your name, and in what class are you ?" I took a deep breath and answered.

"I'm Gabrielle. And I'm in my last year of high sch- school". I was shaking a bit. Probably because of everything that was happening.

"Great Gabrielle, nice to meet you... Again." she said with a slight smile. So I was right, she remembered me from the day I ran into her!

"Now I really need to take care of your arm... Can you show it to me please?" she asked. The feeling of shame was still here. I knew how people can judge you about what you are doing to your body, so I didn't move, I just stared at my feet. She gently took my left arm and put it slowly on her lap, sitting down facing me. She picked up the bandage box she had dropped when I passed out and took disinfectant. "It's going to sting a little, you can hold to me if you want honey." she said before get the disinfectant on a cotton ball and apply it to my cuts. "Ouuuuch" I said loudly. So painful. I grabbed her knee and squeezed it to make the pain go away. I was still crying but silently. The process of healing my cuts was not so long, but a bit painful. She put a bandage around my wrist and kissed it when it was over.

"It's over honey, you can open your eyes". I didn't even realize that I closed my eyes. She was so soft I didn't want to face the reality, I knew I would have to explain it to her.

She stood up and tidied up the box in a small cupboard. Then she looked at me and frown.

"You look very pale Gabrielle." she said while walking to me. I kept staring at my feet, but she lift my chin with her finger, so that I could face her.

"Where was the last time you ate ?" she asked, still frowning at me. Tears filled my eyes again as I tried to stand up, but she put her two hands on my shoulders to keep me seated.

"You are not going anywhere before you answered me." Her tone was stern this time. I wiped my tears and said "yesterday, I ate yesterday but I just didn't have time today, I worked a lot and I forgot to go to the cafeteria." I think she knew I was lying because she crouched down to faced me.

"I know that is not the truth. And even if it was, you can't spend a day without eating." She stood up and walked to the little kitchen in the studio. "Do you like pasta ?" she asked. I winced. It's not that I don't like pasta, I just couldnt, too many calories. "I won't let you go until you eat something. You understand me ?" I sighed as she started making the pasta.