Nevermore Academy (wenclair)

the path of hatred

8:30pm
Friday evening/night

"What's going on with you, huh?" Enid asks.

"Nothing." Wednesday mumbles.

"Oh my god- is this about the fencing match? Seriously Wednesday it wasn't a big deal, please get over it." Enid rolls her eyes slightly.

"I'm going to win." Wednesday reassures herself.

"You don't have to though, like it's just a sport, you win, you lose." Enid says as she leans against her headrest as she reads a magazine.

"I do not lose." Wednesday stands up.

She opens her laptop searches 'fencing tips for teens'.

Enid sighs and gets up.

She walks over and shuts Wednesdays laptop.

"Dont touch my stuff." Wednesday starts to get a bit pissed off.

"I saw you today, you did an amazing job, all the boys were staring at you." Enid smiles.

"I don't want boys staring at me." Wednesday turns her head around.

"Fair, But you don't have to get all bitchy over losing one fencing match, there will be more." Enid says firmly.

"Bitchy?" Wednesday stands up.

"Come on.. you know I didn't mean it like that-" Enid steps back.

"I might be bitchy Enid, but atleast I'm not always happy all the damn time and super excited about everything and everyone." Wednesday raises her voice.

Enid slightly goes pale.

Wednesday pauses.

"Enid I didn't-"

"Save it, I don't need your apology, your a mean girl Wednesday your a bitch, I hate you."

Enid walks away teary eyed and also leaves Wednesday a bit teary eyed.

Wednesday walks to the mirror beside her bead.

"I'm a bitch, I'm a mean girl."
"I'm a bitch, I'm a mean girl."

"IM A BITCH!" Wednesday smashes the mirror.

She continues punching the mirror yelling "I'm a bitch!!"

Her hand and knuckles cut deep and soaked with dark red blood.

Wednesday becomes extremely light headed, her hand feeling numb from pain.

She tripped backwards and her head hit the bedrest and she fell the the floor.