Mother and Daughter Quarrels

by Lucystories

Fiona knows she isn't the best mother deep down, but sometimes she needs a little painful reminder to remind her of what kind of mother she truly is. Not the best at summaries, but first story so tell me what you think. I DO NOT OWN THESE CHARACTERS AND DO NOT OWN AMERICAN HORROR STORY. rated M just to be safe and WARNING: may be triggering

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

Don't Test a Teenager

1990

"Cordelia Dearest, dinner is ready. You are already 10 minutes late." Mrytle Snow said softly in front of Cordelia's door. She had come to check up on one of her favorite students after she had being late for their usual dinner. It wasn't like Cordelia to be late like this. Mrytle with a flick of her wrist opened up the bedroom door since she didn't get an answer. The red head walked into the room to see steam coming from the bathroom door across the bedroom. She could hear the running of water behind the door. "Cordelia?" She called out again starting to get nervous from not hearing a response. Again with another flick of her wrist the bathroom door swung open. The second Mrytle looked in she gasped and covered her mouth with her gloved hand. "Delia!" she shrieked finding Cordelia fully clothed in the bath tub soaking in blood and water. Both of her wrist were slit almost going up to her elbow.

Fiona stood in the kitchen looking into space before inhaling another glass of whiskey. She then pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Taking a long drag she put the crystal glass down and flicked the ashes of the cigarette on the floor. Cordelia's last sentence to her made Fiona remember that phone call she got all those years ago. The first time she ever rushed to be at Cordelia's side. It was a shame that the first time had to be because Cordelia had chosen to try to take her life at only 16.

The all mighty Fiona had once again seduced an older man. Fiona liked to think of herself as a sexy vixen that could have any man she wanted. The Supreme none the less took the power of the supremacy as the most fulfilling thing she had ever had.

The Hotel smelled of the cheap cigarettes and liquor . Fiona and her chosen man for the night was about to spend the night in love making when for the fifth time her phone rang and was about to go unanswered. When Fiona in extreme annoyance picked the phone up. "What in the hell…" Mrytle Snow's frantic voice cut her off. "Cordelia's in the hospital…She tried to commit suicide." And at that Fiona hung up on her. At the time the unnamed man was kissing her neck so she waved her hand and sent him flying off of her. Fiona left the room in a hurry without another word.