⚠️TW: mental health/self harm/suicide topics/eating disorders/sexual assault/suicidal thoughts
References: your name: (y/n) your friends name: (y/f/n) your last name/surname: (y/l/n)
Sarah's POV:
Her mum steps towards me, her hand in the air as she screams "I know best for my child!". Is she going to hit me? Does she hit (y/n). What do I do. Suddenly we both turn our heads to (y/n) the machine blaring beeps, two doctors rush into the room pushing us aside. "She's passed out again" one yells. "Her body is trembling" the other doctor yells. "Excuse me, but you two need to leave!" the first doctor says whilst rushing us out of the room. I can feel my heart beat through my chest, I walk fast back down to the bathroom. Splashing cold water on my face to let reality hit me. I stare into the mirror and clean myself up from slight tears.I make my way back to (y/n)'s room, her mother isn't seen anywhere. Thank fuck for that. But is it my fault for being to stern. Did I send her into shock? I look through the window to see (y/n) laying there with tears rolling down her face and another tube going into her body. The doctors leave and allow me back in to sit next to her. My hands shaking as I make my way in and she lays there now emotionless as if someone stole the hope in her eyes. "Are you okay?" I ask... She doesn't reply. I sit there as she slowly falls to sleep with my hand on top of hers.
(Y/N)'s POV:
My eyes fluttering back open for what it seems the 100th time today, I feel so light headed and there's tears on my cheeks again. I see Sarah glancing into the room, I honestly can't deal with anyone right now. She makes her way to my bed and sits next to me. I fall asleep.~Time Skip: 3 days later~
Sarah has been with me these last couple of days, she practically hasn't left my side, my mum, on the other hand hasn't been back. I'm allowed visitors but what's the point I just look like a mess. I'm getting released today though, so that's exciting. I come out of my thoughts as a man walks in the room holding some papers. He gives them to Sarah, she reads them intensely and then looks up at me. She has tears welling in her eyes. "I'm so sorry (y/n)" she whispers while handing me the paper. I take it and slowly start reading it. All my belongings are outside waiting for me to be moved into a orphanage. I get up wiping the tears from my eyes, both relief but sadness. I walk to the bathroom and just gaze into the mirror, the horrible reflection it shows me. I'm being moved away 60 miles. This means a school transfer, house transfer and everything is changing.
I hear the door rattle as Sarah makes her way into the bathroom. "I'm going to sort this out (y/n), they can't just take you from here" she explains. "But they can and they are" I whisper back. I start getting changed in the cubicle with the clothes Sarah gave me, whilst i hear her outside pacing up and down. I slip the grey joggers over my cuts gently as I don't want them to reopen. Everything aches.
I make my way into the black car, waving goodbye at Sarah. Tears forming in my eyes again, the car pulls away and we start going. This is going to be a long 60 miles. I grab my phone and earphones, I start playing Fleetwood Mac really loud. My face ends up on the window as I watch everything go past that I know, everything I once knew being taken away from me.
A couple of hours later we pull up outside the huge Victorian house, the windows are massive. I feel tiny compared to it. I'm let out the car and make my way up the front steps as the door opens I'm welcomed by this woman. Her hair is shoulder length, jet black and she has these thick black frame glasses. She looks like she's gonna be a bitch. My bags are brought to the front steps by some men behind me and I make my way in. Everything has changed...
// I am sorry this took me ages to post, I haven't had the motivation to do anything for the past week really, but I hope you enjoy. Have a great weekend and keeping smiling <3 \\
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Sarah Paulson Mental Health
FanfictionThe story of (y/n), a teen falling for your teacher whilst moving through the troubles of life and school. ⚠️TWs at the start of each chapter⚠️ Not romanticising mental health, just writing about stuff I go through or other people might :)