Stressed

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Tw: mention of kidnapping, self harm, neglacting self care

Later that day you had managed to get Lesso to the dining hall. She wans't gone for very long but you could defiantly see that she lost a bit of weight, probably because she didn't get any food. After that you took her for a little walk hoping that being outside would do her some good.

"When did she start calling us that?" The redhead suddenly asked during the walk.

"Only a few days ago, she really missed you. She cried asking where you were and when you'd come back." You responded. Lesso smiled at what you said.

"I love her so much. I love you so much, I don't ever want to be separated from you two again." She said.

"Same goes for me my love." You replied.

It was now later in the day, you had a class to teach and  Lesso normally did too but you had told her to take some time off and cancel her lessons for the next week or two. The dean had grumbled but eventually she agreed. You had forced Amelia to go to her lessons, only the most important ones, but had told her that she could always come to you or Lesso whenever she wanted. And that she did, she came to Lesso's room and sat with her, wether she was awake or not, she wanted to spent every free moment with her mom. As the week went by everything went as expected. Lesso frequently woke up from a nightmare but you were able to calm her down. Because of this she was pretty tired and slept during the day. Amelia was clinging to the redhead and you were doing everything you could to keep it together. You had to be strong for your wife but it was hard. You still hadn't allowed Leonora to get back to teaching. She was mad about it but you offered to take over when you could so that the students wouldn't miss more. You knew this was only going to add to your own exhaustion as you stayed awake during the night in case the dean needed something but it made her happy and that was enough for you. So here you were, doing your classes and Lesso's. You could barely spent any time with your family as you were constantly doing lesson plans and grading papers. You were exhausted but you kept going. It wasn't until two weeks in that you broke down. You were in Dovey's office, she was hugging you as you sobbed and cried.

"Y/n you deserve a break too, you may not be the one with physical trauma but it still did something to you." She said. You knew she was right but you just wanted to see Lesso happy.

"I know." You whispered in a shaky voice. You sat there for half an hour before it was time for your next class. It was one of Lesso's classes. You decided to quickly go and see how the redhead was doing. You got to your room and saw her sitting up in the bed, staring at the wall.

"Nora?" You called. Her head turned in your direction. "Are you okay, my love? You looked like you were lost in thoughts." She sighed.

"I-yeah I'm okay just thinking." She dismissed. You hummed.

"I have a lesson now but I'll see you after okay? Maybe Amelia can come and keep you company, I'll see if she's free." You suggested. Before she could reply, you were already on your way. You looked for your daughter and asked her to keep the dean company. After that, you headed to your class with only a few minutes to spare.

The next two weeks went by and it's now been a month since you got Lesso back. The redhead would return to teaching next week. She was doing better and sleeping through most of the nights. You on the other were exhausted. You still didn't sleep as you stayed awake in case Lesso needed anything and taking over her lessons meant it was twice the amount of time spent on preparation and correcting papers. There was still no sign of the kidnapper which only added to your anxiety. You didn't tell anyone. Not even Lesso knew. You were now sat in your own room, even though you didn't use it much it was still your room. You felt miserable. Your stress level was through the roof, everybsecond of the day and it was exhausting.

Tw: self harm

You had a past with burning or cutting yourself when you were a teen. You didn't talk about it to anyone. The last time it happenend was a long time ago, you haven't felt the need to do it. That was until now. You got out your pocket knife and brought it to your arm. You put pressure on it and slid it across your arm, you did it a few more times, relishing in the pleasure the pain brought. The voices in your head saying you weren't enough suddenly went quiet. You watched the crimson liquid travel down your arm. You didn't know how long you sat there but after a while you got out some bandages to put over the cuts. You changed into a long sleeved dress.

(Your dress)

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(Your dress)

You hoped the blood wouldn't show through the fabric of the dress but it had to do.

You walked out of your room. You quickly looked at the time, cursing when you saw that it was lunch and that you were already late. You made your way to the dining hall, you entered and saw Lesso and Dovey already sitting there while talking to each other. You sat in your usual place, eating your tomato soup. You weren't as chatty as you usually were, you hadn't been that chatty for a while. Instead Lesso and Dovey were having a conversation, both occasionally looking over to you. Lesso's eyes dropped to your sleeve where blood had seeped through the fabric.

"Love, what's that on your arm?" Your wife suddenly asked. You looked down and saw the red color on the sleeve.

"Oh uhm, I probably just got soup on it, I should go clean it up." Before either of them could reply, you stood up and walked out of the dining. You rushed to your room, closed the door and quickly got rid of the dress. Before you could do anything else you heard the door open. You tried to hide it but there was no point.

"Y/n what's going on? I know it's not soup so what is it?" Lesso asked. You didn't turn around to face her. Unfortunately for you Lesso walked around so she stood in front of you. "Please tell me what's going on. You don't smile anymore, you don't eat enough, we don't talk and now this. Y/n something is wrong but whatever it is we'll get through it together." She said. You looked down, not being able to look het in the eye. "Princess, what happened to your arm?" You knew you had to answer.

"I know it was my idea to take over your lessons but I'm exhausted and stressed all the time. I don't sleep because I'm scared you'll disappear again. I don't give myself a break because I'm always working and it all became too much and the voices were too loud." Your voice was shaky and the tears started rolling down your cheeks. "I'm sorry." You sobbed. Lesso pulled you into a hug, trying to calm you down.

"It's okay princess, you're alright." She cooed. Her hand started brushing through your hair. "Okay let's start with cleaning these, can I?" She gestured to your arm. You nodded. She got to work, gently attending to the cuts. You sat there with a numb expression on your face, the realization of being clean for years and now relapsing hitting you. You must've spaced out because next thing you know is Lesso gently guiding you to lie down with her. "Why don't you take a little break? Just for a few days, you can sleep and do whatever you want, I'll take of Amelia so you'll have nothing to worry about." That sounded like a good idea. You tiredly nodded your head but before the conversation could continue you fell asleep, absolutely exhausted.

Tw over

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Okaaaayyy so this was an unexpected twist, even for me. For anyone who struggles with sh, you can always talk to me if you need anyone. Please be careful! You're enough, no matter what others say, stay strong. I love you guys! <3

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