TNN ONESHOTS

Letters - CD & SD & CV

Sorscha sat on the edge of their bed, her gaze fixed on the wall, but her mind was miles away. The weight of her thoughts felt heavier than ever, and no matter how hard she tried to push through, the darkness loomed over her like a thick fog. Clodagh entered the room, sensing the tension in the air. She approached Sorscha slowly, sitting beside her and wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

“Hey, love,” Clodagh said softly, trying to break the silence. “I can see you’re struggling. Do you want to talk about it?”

Sorscha shook her head, tears welling up in her eyes. “I don’t even know where to start,” she whispered, her voice trembling. “Everything just feels so overwhelming.”

Clodagh’s heart ached for her wife. She had seen Sorscha battle these feelings before, but today felt different—more intense. “You don’t have to go through this alone,” Clodagh reassured her. “I’m here for you, no matter what.”

But Sorscha felt trapped in her own mind, unable to express the turmoil inside. "I wrote letters," She mumbled nervously. They sat on her bedside table. Clodagh knew she needed to do something more. “I think it might help to talk to Charlotte,” she suggested gently. “She always knows how to make you feel better.”

Sorscha hesitated, the thought of reaching out, making her feel vulnerable. “I don’t want to burden her. She has so much going on between her ex and mia and her girls,” she replied softly.

“You’re not a burden,” Clodagh insisted, her voice firm but kind. “You deserve support, and Charlotte cares about you. Let me call her, okay?”

After a moment of contemplation, Sorscha nodded, the flicker of hope igniting in her chest. Clodagh took out her phone and dialled Charlotte’s number, her heart racing with anticipation. When Charlotte answered, Clodagh explained the situation, her tone filled with concern.

“Of course, I’ll be right over,” Charlotte said without hesitation. “Just keep her company until I get there.”

As Clodagh hung up the phone, she turned to Sorscha, who was now wiping away her tears. “Charlotte’s on her way. You don’t have to face this alone anymore.”

Minutes felt like hours as they waited, but when Charlotte finally arrived, the atmosphere shifted. Charlotte walked in with a warm smile, her presence instantly comforting. She sat down next to Sorscha, taking her hand gently.

“Hey, I’m here,” Charlotte said softly. “Let’s talk about what’s going on, okay?” she asked calmly as she looked at Sorscha. The Irish woman broke down, falling against her wife as she gripped Charlottes hands. "I-i dont want to do this. I dont want to be here anymore.... please let me go." She sobbed as she looked at the letters on the side. "Take them and forget me." She cried.

Charlotte moved slowly and picked up the pile. "We are going to calm down and then burn these in the garden. We are going to let it all go together. " Charlotte whispered before pulling Sorscha against her chest.

As they entered the back garden, the sun was setting, casting a warm glow. Sorscha held her letter tightly, the words she had penned feeling heavy with emotion. She looked over at Clodagh, who was lighting a small fire pit in the middle of the garden. Charlotte was nearby, “Are you ready for this?” Clodagh asked, glancing up with a reassuring smile. Sorscha nodded, her heart racing. “Yeah, I think so. It feels like a good way to let go.” Once the fire was crackling, the three of them gathered around, each holding Sorscha. Charlotte spoke first, her voice steady. “I think this is a great way to acknowledge our past and set ourselves free.”

With that, Sorscha tossed the first letter into the flames, watching as it ignited and transformed into ash. The flickering flames danced, and Sorscha felt a rush of courage. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and whispered a silent goodbye to the burdens she had carried for too long. Then, she tossed the rest of her letters into the fire.

The paper curled and blackened, and Sorscha felt an overwhelming sense of relief wash over her. “Goodbye, old me,” Sorscha said softly, a smile breaking through her earlier apprehension.

As Sorscha stood in the middle of the two women, she felt the tension in her chest begin to ease as she opened up to her best friend. With Clodagh by her side, she realized that she didn’t have to fight this battle alone. Together, they began to navigate the darkness, and for the first time in a while, Sorscha felt a glimmer of hope shining through.