healing

Alone

Cordelia's POV:

It was 7 the next morning. The morning after all my girls got shit faced drunk and I had gotten into a fight with the two people that are supposed to matter most. I wasn't worried about Wilhemina. I worried about y/n. After Wilhemina tried to make that whole agreement to "share" y/n, I thought this would never work out. I stepped out of bed and got dressed for the day before heading into y/n's room. Her bed was empty and Madison and Zoe were still sound asleep. Lord knows they'll be there for a while and when they do wake up, there will already be hell to pay. Drinking like that, a hangover is bound like death at the foot of your bed.

I assumed y/n was with Wilhemina but upon passing her room and seeing only one lump in the bed, I knew that wasn't the case either.

I went back to y/n's room once again to make sure she wasn't just in the bathroom or something but that's when I realized her bed was made. Upon further inspection, a small white object caught my eye. A piece of folded paper resided on her pillow with my name on the front. I picked it up and slowly unfolded it, terrified of what it may reveal. The fact she was no where to be found and her phone was on her bedside table also arose a terrible feeling in my gut.

Scanning over the letter, my heart stopped. I dropped the paper and immediately shook Zoe awake.

"Zoe! ZOE WAKE UP!"

"W-what?" she said tiredly, rubbing her eyes and throwing a hand over her head.

"Y/N IS GONE WHERE DID SHE GO? WHERE IS SHE?!"

"What? I- I don't know- what do you mean gone?"

"FUCK!" I screamed as tears started flowing down my cheeks. I ran to Wilhemina's room and shook her awake.

"GOD DAMNIT WILHEMINA WAKE UP!" I screamed.

"Jesus christ Cordelia what?!"

"y/n ran away."

"What? What do you mean?" she said with wide eyes, already forming tears.

"Oh don't you DARE CRY. THIS IS YOUR FAULT! NO WONDER SHE RAN AWAY I CANT IMAGINE HOW CONFUSED SHE'S FELT."

"I KNOW YOU ARE NOT POINTING FINGERS CORDELIA. Now, ..how about instead of fucking screaming, we find out where the hell she went."

I just huffed with anger and turned back walking out of the room. I see Myrtle walking towards me in the hall with a confused expression.

"Delia darling what is it what's happened?"

"y/n she- she's gone," I sobbed, putting my hands over my face. "Half her closet is empty she- she left a note and- I have no idea where she is," I cried, letting Myrtle hold me in her arms.

"Oh my sweet girl. It's alright. It's okay we'll find her. Shhh. GIRLS!"

Myrtle assisted me in waking all the girls up and we all gathered in the living room on the couches and chairs. They were all completely hung over but completely terrified as all the possible scenarios ran through their heads. They all passed the note to one another and Wilhemina was completely silent, staring at the floor with discouraged eyes.

"Did she say anything. Anything that might lead us to know where she went."

"Cordelia... she said she needed some space so why don't we just leave it at that I mean-" Queenie started to say.

"No. No I am not letting this slide. She is god knows where with god knows who as she is just recovering and without someone on her ass about eating, and constantly making sure she's alright, SHE COULD DIE! SO WE ARE NOT GIVING UP THIS QUICK."