Meet me again - (Sarah Paulson)

MEET ME AGAIN

TW - Mention of Eating Disorder, Self-Harm, PTSD, Depression, Abusive Parents, Death

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Suddenly, in the middle of a lesson, I ran out of the class. As I was in the corridor, Sarah stopped me, taking a firm grip on my arm. "Are you okay ? Where are you going ?" She asked me.

"I just- I just want to go take a breathe outside, five minutes. Please."

"Okay, but call me if you're not okay, promise ?"

I nodded giving Sarah a weak smile and I stepped out of the school. I sat on a bench and I cried my eyes out, feeling guilty to be sad for my parents. I didn't want to be sad for them, they never took care of me !

I suddenly jumped a little because I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see who it was, because the hand was way smaller than Sarah's hand. I discovered the face of a young blond girl, looking at me with wet eyes.

"Are you okay ?" I asked her, wiping my own tears.

"I should be asking you." She replied with a slight smile. "Can I sit ?" She asked, pointing the bench. I nodded and she sat next to me, putting her arm around my waist and pulling me in a hug. I didn't know who this girl was, but I felt something as soon as she touched me. Something about her, she wasn't any young girl. I pulled out of the hug and looked at her, I wasn't crying anymore, and her eyes were not wet as when she came to me.

I analyzed this young girl. She was so little, skinny and pale, but she seemed so mature, it was heartbreaking because I could tell something was wrong. I took her hands in mine and I felt some irregularities on her wrists but I didn't say anything.

"Do you want to talk to me about something ?" I asked her.

"I- No... But I heard you crying I wanted to know if everything was okay." She said, so nicely.

"Yes I'm fine. That's so nice of you. I just heard some difficult news this morning and I need time to process." I paused and analyzed again her face. "And you, are you okay ?"

She looked at me for few seconds until she jumped into my arms and started crying. She was sobbing uncontrollably and I held her very tightly, soothing reassuring things at her ear. Slowly, after long minutes of crying, she started to calm down and relax in my arms. I took her face in my hands to look at her and I could just see how broken this young girl was. She was holding on my shirt very tightly, and for one second, I recognized myself into her. I couldn't let her go, I had to help her.

"Okay, here what we are going to do. You're going to show me you class and I'll grab your things. Then, I'll take you to my house, so you'll rest a bit because you seem so tired sweetie. Is it okay for you ?"

She simply nodded and I went back to the school, I brought outside her things and I called a cab. When the cab was here, I turned to face the school again and I saw Sarah, looking at me behind a window, with a smile on her face and tears in her eyes. But I could tell, it was proud tears. I smiled at her and I stepped inside the cab, still holding the girl's hands.

When we arrived home, she was sleeping. I didn't woke her, I just held her to our spare room and she slept for few hours, until I heard a scream which let my blood run cold. I ran upstairs to discover the young girl, panicking in the bed.

"Hey, hey hey hey, you're okay sweetie, you're fine I'm here." I said quietly, holding her on my lap. When she finally calmed down, I made her lay on the bed again and I started talking to her.

"What is your name sweetie ?"

"I'm- I'm Cassandra, but everyone call me Cassie." She replied weakly.

"Nice to meet you Cassie. I'm Gabrielle !" I said smiling. I wanted her to feel comfortable and not scared, but tears were filling her eyes again.

"What is it sweet girl ?" I asked.

"It's just... I- I don't want you to leave me." She said closing her eyes, like she didn't want to face the reality.

"Oh honey, no I won't leave I promise." I pulled her in a tight hug again. "Now, I won't leave, I got you, You're not alone anymore." I finished, kissing her forehead.

Cassie stayed with Sarah and I for few days, until we brought her to Dr Robbins, to check on her. She told us that Cassie suffered from anorexia, self harming, depression and PTSD, because of her abusive parents. I found myself in her and that's what helped me mourning for my own parents.

Sarah didn't have to take care of me anymore, because now I was able to take care of me and Cassie at the same time. This blond little girl gave me the strength to fight for my own life, she gave me a reason to never give up and now, I understand how Sarah felt about me, and why she helped me during this year.

Yes, it's been a year since I met Sarah, I immediately felt like I could trust her, like she was the one who will finally take care of me as I needed, who will give me the love I needed. It's been a year since I saw her, and I knew, I had to meet her again. And that's what Cassie feel about me. And that's why I need to take her of her, because I know, she has to meet me again.

The end