Y/n's POV:
"Because those that get to close to me tend to end up missing or they lose a morsel of their sanity." She said staring deep into my eyes.
Remembering what my sibling had said earlier, I respond before my tongue betrays me once more, "We should get going, but while we walk could you give me your number."
"Of course."
As we walk to the main hall, I manage to score Wednesdays number and learn more about her. She's a bit stand off ish but she's a good listener and quite the handsy flirt.
In The Main Cabin Hall
"Alrighty campers! Today well be doing arts and crafts then well start practicing our swimming!" A counselor yelled as we sat down.
"You may work together as long as you complete a birdhouse per pair before 3:30! Other than that, you may begin." Shuffling and chatter erupted as people scrambled around the room for a partner or supplies.
"Goth-"
"No..." Wednesday cut a boy off before she kicked him in the nuts causing him to groan.
Turning to face me she continues, "Do you want to work together?" Her eyes softened.
"Of course Wednesday, I would lov- like to" I cut myself off smiling.
"But before we do do you know how to make one?" I ask subconsciously fiddling with my shirt.
"Follow me and do as I do. I'll grab the materials so wait for me here." She stated leaving to get supplies, but not before she gave my one last glance.
"Hey dude you good over there?" I ask the dude Wednesday kicked.
"I think I'll live, but if I don't, tell my mother not to check my search history." He groaned into the table. Apparently he thought it was a good idea to sit next to me, even after what Wednesday had done moments earlier.
"How would I even find her?" I ask jokingly. "Just yell 'FUCK' in public and the first shoe that comes flying at you is probably her." He chuckled pushing his hair back.
"Based on your-" I gave him a once over "injury, I don't think its a good idea for you to sit here." I said glancing to see if Wednesday was back yet.
"Nah, I'll be okay, besides it's not good etiquette to leave a little lady like yourself alone." He said, causing me to look around and find everyone else was working outside.
Turning to face him, he grabs my hand and kisses it, "My names America Hough, but you can always call me yours." He said still holding my hand.
Burn, the back of my head felt like it was on fire, as if it was daring me to flirt back. Gulping I retort.
"I'll stick to America, and I won't be alone I have Wednesday." I tore my hand away and continued. "Besides, after what Wednesday did to you I think I'm plenty safe."
Smiling I scoot away from him a bit. "So you should probably get your bird house supplies before there isn't any left."
He looked as though he was going to refuse, but the moment he looked back up he got up with a "Sorry" and left.
*Squeeze*
Slender arms wrapped around my neck as someone hugged me from behind. Immediately the smell of iron filled my systems, but instead of worry it made me feel calm and at home...
"Was he bothering you mon Cheri?" An oh so familiar voice purred kissing my cheek.
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Her Demon
Fanfiction"How could you love me? I'm just so plain." "I doubt we share the same definition of plain." What happens when Y/n finds love in an obsessive goth with violent tendencies when she goes to a seemingly normal summer camp? Ranked: 1st in #theaddamsfa...
