Sarah's POV
"...and that's why Jessica was kissing that skank" Zach explains. I slowly nod my head. "I should call her shouldn't I?" He nods yes and I take out my phone and dial her number. She picks up after a few rings. "Hello, Sarah?" "Hey Jess, look I'm really sor-" "don't be sorry baby, it wasn't your fault, it was that woman's fault, but you don't kneed to worry about her now, I've fired her from being your therapist an-" "wait, what? My therapist?" "Yes, look Sarah, I wanted you to talk to someone about your problems because I have no idea how to help you. I can come to these meetings with you or you can go on your own, it's your choice baby. You need this trust me"
Her words make me think. Am I really that troubled that I need a stranger to help me? "Fine, Jess, I'll do it for you, for us" I agree. "Thank You Sar, now get your butt over here, I miss you" she says, I smile and tell her that I will be over in twenty minutes.
"Uh, Zach, you wouldn't mind if I went back home would you?" "Of course not Paulson, I'm glad you two have sorted this, I wouldn't want my favourite couple splitting up would I?" "Hehe, neither, thank you Zach, for this" "no problem, now go Juliet needs you!" He shouts behind me.
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Dark night of the soul
FanfictionThis is a fanfic based on something that I have experienced but I've elaborated on my story and just made it more interesting. The story is based around Sarah Paulson (queen) and Jessica Lange (queen) don't judge me because I ship them My intention...
