foxxay prompt. Cordelia's Supreme. Misty doesn't die. They're married and have lots a kids. they don't notice that one of the older daughters is suicidal and depressed until its too late (maybe, you can decide)
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Sara was ripped from her slumber by the all too familiar sound of her mother's insistent knocking. "Come on darlin, time to rise n shine," Misty hummed.
Sara groaned once before answering, "Mama can I just stay home? I don't feel well and I wouldn't be able to focus in classes." She just wanted to go back to sleep, the only place where everything was absolute. Misty slowly opened her daughters door, resting her hand on her hip while taking in the sight of her eldest daughter.
"hun, ya know i'm always one for takin a day off but ya stayed home twice last week. ya are missin too many classes. What's not feelin good?" Sara thought about the heaviness in her chest, pondering what illness to feign this time. If only it were that simple to label this feeling that had grasped ahold of her and threatened to never let go.
"I just have really bad cramps Mama, I swear after today I'll be good as new." Misty's face scrunched, unconvinced as she took graceful strides to her daughters bed; Sara's mattress creaking under the additional weight as her mother settled on the edge.
"Alright, but today is tha last day," Misty wrapped her arm around Sara, concern in her eyes, "Just make sure ya are a little more convincing for Mom." Misty teased playfully, the concern dissipating from her eyes as her normal light-hearted demeanor returned. "The things I do for ya kids." The swamp witch grinned as she placed a kiss to Sara's temple, and walked towards the open door. "Dee? Sara's gonna stay home today, she's got ragin cramps." Misty turned back shooting a playful look over her shoulder before shutting Sara's bedroom door. The young witch allowed a hint of a smile to play on her lips, her Mama had always had this lightness about her that seemed to bring joy to everyone, even to Sara if only for a moment. She closed her eyes, willing her body to go back to sleep to allow her mind a couple more hours of rest.
"Sara?" She could hear Cordelia call her from down the hall, heels clacking against the hardwood floor. Sara shut her eyes tight and rolled on her side pretending to sleep; She knew she couldn't slip past Cordelia as easy as Misty but she could try. "I know you're not sleeping Sara, your mother just told me you're staying home again?" Her agitation was clear in the way she spoke; Cordelia always had her hands full and this morning was no different than any other. The Supreme poked her head into her daughters room, "Sara you can't miss another class please get up honey, we are already running late."
Sara groaned as she lifted her head, "Mom, mama already said I could stay home and I don't feel good."
"Im not going to argue with you, it's not healthy to stay home this often. Get up and get dressed. Why do I have to fight with everyone to get up. First the twins, Myrtle and now you? Please Sara, this morning has already been-" Cordelia was cut off by the strong arms that wrapped around her.
"Dee, we gotta go, everyones all packed in tha car," Misty playfully kissed Cordelia's cheek, "Plus look at our little baby all sick, she's gotta stay home, Dr's orders." Cordelia sighed, her frustration melting from her features, they way the always did when Misty embraced her. The swamp witch could feel Delia's muscles relax and see the creases in her forehead steadily disappear, "Thatta girl, let's get goin, classes will have already started by tha time we get there. Feel better baby." Misty locked eyes with Sara, giving her a playful wink before leading Cordelia and herself out of the doorway.
"Sara, we are leaving and locking the door. See you later tonight, we love you." Cordelia called from the front door before shutting it.
Sara sighed as she listened to the car pull out of the drive way, relishing the fact that she was finally alone. She loved her parents, she really did but God they were oblivious. Part of her wanted her parents to see what she was going through but she couldn't tell them, there was no way she could begin to explain how she felt; Sara would suffer in silence. She peered at her phone, grumbling when she saw it was only 8 am. Knowing she wouldn't be able to sleep anymore, she begrudgingly climbed out of bed and padded down the hallway to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, Sara rummage through the medicine cabinet until she found the bottle of sleeping pills. Her intentions were innocent as she popped two pills into her mouth to help her fall back asleep. It wasn't until Sara shut the medicine cabinet and was met with her own reflection that the darkness within her had awakened. "God I'm disgusting," She scoffed, taking in the shape of her body. She prodded around her stomach and grasped at hips to gather up the loose skin that lay there; Her mood sinking the longer the stared. Digusting. The word ricocheted around her mind as she continued to harshly pinch her stomach purposely leaving marks. Sara shook her head and broke eye contact with her reflection, repulsed by what she saw. Impulsively, she yanked open the medicine cabinet, pouring a handful of sleeping pills into her trembling hand. Sara just wanted to sleep; it was the only time she was at peace with her mind. Downing the pills in her hand, she placed the bottle back in the cabinet and walked off to her room. The young witch continued to tremble as she lay down; Sara knew she took more than she was supposed to but at this point she didn't care whether she woke up or not. She closed her eyes, allowing the haze of the pills to slowly take over before drifting off into a deep sleep.
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"Sara, we're home." Cordelia called up to her eldest daughter, alerting her of their arrival home. "Sara?" Cordelia walked up the stairs, her heart beating picking up speed as her motherly instincts kicked in. Sara awoke when her door swung open.
"Uh Hey mom, what's up?" she managed, her head throbbing. What time is it? How long had I been asleep?
"Oh you scared me a little when you didn't reply when I called but I should've figured you'd be napping." Cordelia giggled sheepishly, embarrassed for getting so worked up over nothing. "You must've been tired then huh? napping even after getting to sleep in." The Supreme sat on the bed and ran her fingers through Sara's hair. "You look a little sick hun everything alright?"
"Yea, just tired."
"Alright, well we brought dinner home from the Academy if you're hungry and I'm sorry for yelling at this morning you know how worked up I get in the morning trying to get everyone ready." Cordelia spoke softly, unsure of her daughter's well being. "Listen, I've got to put the twins and Myrtle to bed but afterwards you, Mama, and I can hang and watch a movie, alright?" Cordelia planted a kiss on Sara's forehead, glancing back hesitantly at her daughter before leaving the room.
Sara slowly let out a deep breath, unable to comprehend how long she had slept; It was light when she fell asleep and now the sky was littered with stars. The young witch stumbled as she attempted to get up, her head pounding.
"Sara, Mom and I just put everybody to bed, ya wanna pick the movie?" Misty called from outside her room.
"No thanks Mama, you and Mom can pick but just let me shower first ok? Ill be down in a bit."
"Suit yourself but don't get mad when your mother picks a totally lame movie." Sara could hear Cordelia laugh at Misty's taunting as they descended down the steps and into the living room.
Cradling her head, Sara walked into the bathroom. She turned on the shower head, waiting for the water to get hot. Sara turned to grab a towel to lay out before she notice there were none in the rack."Shit". The young witch trotted down the stairs to ask her parents where the towels went but hung back around the corner when she heard her name. She peered around the corner, a clear view of her mother's sitting on the couch.
"Im really worried about Sara honey," Cordelia fretted, "She's been staying home and sleeping so often I feel like I barely see her."
"Aw Dee, ya worry too much if she's anything like her mother than Im sure she's fine."
"Which one?" the supreme inquired.
"Well tha better one..so obviously me," Misty teased lovingly. Cordelia giggled, her worries subsiding as she melted into Misty's touch. "Ya know who I feel like I barely see?" Delia shot Misty a questioning glance. "You." Misty wrapped her arms around her wife's neck drawing her into a deep kiss. Misty pulled away, admiring Cordelia's plump lips, "God, I miss it just bein me and you. I miss bein able to do this...," Misty slid her hands down to her lovers butt and grabbed it firmly, "whenever I want." Misty peppered Delia's neck with kisses as she continued to caress her bottom.
"Misty, not now," Cordelia scolded, a deep blush creeping across her face, "Sara will be down soon. But I do admit I miss when it was just us."
Sara ran back upstairs without getting a towel; an overwhelming sense of guilt creeping up on her. Seeing her mothers like that made her feel like such a burden. It was her fault that they couldn't spend as much time together. If she wasn't here, Cordelia would be laughing all the time instead of yelling. The young witch could feel the familiar weight in her chest begin to grow as she entered into the bathroom. You really do fuck everything up don't you, Sara? She stared at her reflection, tears forming in the corners of her eyes. The pre-existing darkness within her swelled, feeding off of her self-loathing and growing in fervor. The anger, the hatred, and the sadness pulsed throughout her body; Her emotions were tendrils coiling up around her legs and threatening to drag her down into a black abyss. Sara closed her eyes, sinking into her sadness. In a way, it was oddly comforting, almost like being with an old friend after not seeing them for a while. You know what you have to do. You're a burden and everyone will be better off without you. You saw how happy your parents were, when do they smile like that? Certainly not when they're with you. Sobs racked her body as she accepted her fate; there was only one way out of this black hole.
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"Hey Mist, Sara said she was coming down right?"
"Ya where the heck is that girl? She's been showerin forever."
"I'm gonna go check on her, I'll be right back." Cordelia casually walked up the stairs, straining her ears to listen for the hum of the shower. Upon reaching the top of the steps, she strode over the to bathroom door and knocked. "Honey, are you alright in there? Save some water for the fish." The Supreme laughed at her own cliche joke quietly and waited for a response. "Sara?" no reply. Cordelia raised her voice and banged on the door again. She twisted the handle but to no avail; it was locked. Her heart thumped in her chest, "Sara open this damn door!" Misty heard her lovers distress and immediately wandered over to the stairs.
"What's goin on hun?"
"Misty get up here right now, Sara's not responding." Cordelia gasped for breath, nearly hyperventilating as Misty sprinted up the steps. The swamp witch could feel the Supremes power radiate through the air as Cordelia obliterated the door and burst into the bathroom. Cordelia's entire body trembled as she gasped and fell to her knees. "Oh god..oh god..oh god," she sobbed as her entire world came crashing down before her eyes. Sara was splayed on the ground, deep gashes on each wrist; the white tile of the bathroom transforming into a sickening pink as it mixed with her crimson blood. Cordelia couldn't handle the sight of her beloved daughter and she retched, her body crumpling and shaking violently. Misty grabbed Cordelia and pulled her away from Sara's body; no matter how badly she wanted to break down now she had to be strong for everyone. Misty took the Supreme's hands in her own and placed them over Sara.
"Listen baby, I need ya to focus," Misty spoke gently to Cordelia, tears streaming down her face, "We are gonna bring her back, we can bring her back ya just need to breath." Cordelia let out a whimper and shook her head in response. Both witches closed their eyes and placed their hands over Sara's chest. Misty spoke an incantation as her wife brought her face down to Sara's body; Cordelia breathed life into her daughter, her tears falling onto the young girls face. Sara sputtered to life, springing up and gasping for breath. Cordelia choked out tears, wrapping her arms around Sara while Misty placed kisses on her daughters matted hairline. At this moment, nothing else mattered. The severity of the situation had left room for nothing else except raw emotion. Wrapped in the arms of those who loved her most, Sara had no doubt she was not just going to survive; she was going to live.