Sarah Paulson Mental Health One-Shots

Fixing -Cordelia Goode

TW: Internalized homophobia, sex, SA, drinking, gang bang kind of...

a/n: you guys... I was so fucking high while writing this and in my opinion, I think it's like one of my best so I hope you guys like it lmao

-Laney

TYSM FOR THIS REQUEST, urnotthesupreme

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"Hey, frat party tonight... since you... really like those lately," Madison said, swinging her arm beside her as she holds onto the door frame.

You put your phone down, completely forgetting about the boy you were talking to and nodded.

"Okay."

You go to your closet and pick out the tiny tank top hanging in the very back, and mini shorts. You put on a pair of white sneakers and lots of makeup along with small hoop earrings and roughed up your feathery hair.

You met Madison in the hallway and she smirks.

"Someone looks ready to get laid tonight," she chuckled, looking you up and down.

"Really?" You ask.

"Uh yeah.." she scoffs once more.

You just shake your head and make your way down the stairs with Madison. As you go for the front door, you hear soft footsteps after you.

"Girls?" Cordelia asks with an even more soft voice. She rushed down the steps with her soft silky robe flowing behind her. Your gaze quickly breaks contact with her angelic figure whilst she patted towards you. "Are you both going out to a party again?" she whispered.

You completely looked away from the blonde. You had been having intrusive thoughts of almost love towards Cordelia. And not because you just looked up to her, seeing she was a very confident woman being headmistress, while being a loving wife.

But that was the problem. You couldn't bear knowing you had to constantly pull your sinful thoughts of her out of your head, all because she was headmistress and a wife. Not to mention, she was a woman.

"Yeah. If that's okay with you. We're both 20 so... we're adults Foxxay. You can't keep us cooped up here under your will forever."

"Alright.." she whispered, quickly glancing at the outfit on your body. She had been concerned lately, seeing you return to the school late at night with Madison, stumbling around, looking roughed up with half your clothes looking like they were ripped from your body. When it came to alcohol, Madison's stomach was a black hole and even she had to be the one helping you back to your own bedroom.

You'd been showing up to lessons late or not even at all after late nights with Madison. She almost completely forbid you from going anymore, seeing she saw it was so important to practice your strong powers. Not to mention that Nan and Queenie were the only other students. But you promised her you'd stop blowing off her classes.

"Okay... just please be careful girls... be responsible."

"We will!" Madison shouts, waving her car keys up as she turns back for the door. You look at Cordelia's concerned expression once again as you follow Madison.

Out in the car, you reapplied your lip gloss, looking at your self for a while in the visor mirror.

"Relax, you look hot," Madison says, putting the mirror back up in place. "No wonder you're getting screwed by so many guys."

"I- I don't."

"Sure," she laughs, pulling out of the driveway.

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