Jessica's POV
I take out a bottle of whiskey from my bag. Earlier when we tried to take Sarah from the coma it didn't work, we almost lost her. I'm feeling so stressed and so anxious, I just want to drink away my thoughts.
I finish the bottle and I can't sit still, i need to get up and do something. I walk out of the hospital and I can see that down the road there is a bar. I stumble down the road and through the doors of the old bar called 'My fair lady'.
I sit down at the bar on my own and order a Jack Daniels.
A gentleman around my age comes and sits down next to me. "Well hello stranger, I haven't seen you for a while why did you call?" He asks. I look up and I notice that it's Danny.
"Dannyyy, heyyyy I haven't seen you in ages" I slur. I order a water to try and sober myself up, it works a bit, enough for me to hold a conversation.
We talk for hours at the bar, then he invites me back to crash at his place. I tell him that I will stay, knowing that whoever is on the reception tonight at the hospital will not let me stay there in my state. We call a taxi and it arrives at the bar around ten minutes after we had called.
The whole ride to Danny's he was being flirtatious with me. He rested his hand on my thigh. I just let him keep it there. What am I thinking?
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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...
