Sarah's POV
I go home to grab more clothes for me and Jess and to clean myself up. I take a taxi home because we got in the ambulance to go to the hospital.
I get home and I run myself a bath whilst I pack our things.
I get in the bath, hoping to relax, but all I can think about is Jessica cheating on me. How could she do this? And with Danny, she knows that he has a girlfriend who he is in a committed relationship with.
I begin to overthink things.
What if she doesn't love me anymore because I'm fat? What if she doesn't want a baby with me? Or what if she has been going behind my back for months?
I feel awful. My mind goes to that horrible place again, where the tiny whispers in my head begin to get louder and louder. I have been able to avoid them a few times, but this time it was impossible.
"Cut bitch cut" "you're disgusting" "she hates you now, look at you, pathetic"
The words lingered in my head. I couldn't take it anymore. I took out my razor and began slicing my left arm. The release was amazing. It was as if with every cut I was letting out one voice at a time.
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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...
