♡Mon Cheri♡ (Wednesday x Male Reader)

Prologue

(3rd Person Pov)

Heavy footsteps echoed through the narrow halls of Nancy Reagan High School. Students slowly moving out of the way when their eyes met the raven haired 5'1 girl.

'I'm not sure whose twisted idea it was to put hundreds of adolescents in underfunded schools.'

She side eyed the group of girls who looked back, faces painted with a mix of disgust and fear.

'Run by people whose dreams were crushed years ago..." Her eyes landed on the middle aged teachers.

'But I admire the sadism.'

Wednesday approached her younger brother's locker after noticing the rude remarks written on it.

She opened it and was met by her brother tears stained on his cheek tied up with a red rope and an apple in his mouth.

He whimpered as he fell face first on the floor. Wednesday crouched down next to him and took the apple out of his mouth.

"I want names." She demanded.

"I don't know who they were, honest.. it happened so fast." Pugsley said, his voice cracking a little.

"Pugsley, emotion equals weakness." Wednesday began to untie the rope. "Pull yourself together." She looked at his soft eyes.

Pugsley responded with a whimper. "Now." The elder girl harshly said.

Just about when she was almost finished untying him her head suddenly shot up.

Images quickly flashed before her eyes as she saw multiple male hands tying Pugsley with the rope and mocking him.

"You scared, kid? You scared?" One said as the jocks spun him around and pushed him inside of the locker as they set an apple in his mouth.

Wednesday's head shoots down again as she tries to catch her breathe.

"You okay?" Her little brother asked worryingly.

'I'm not about to confess to my brother that I've recently been plauged by visions. They come on without warning, and feel like electric shock therapy but without the satisfying after burn.'

"Leave this to me." She aruptly stood up and started walking away. "Wednesday?" Pugsley called out her name causing her to stop.

"What I do best." She looked down at him before walking off again causing Pugsley to lay down his head.

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Inside of the school's pool jocks could be seen playing in the water and racing one another.

Wednesday slowly walked up the stairs making her presence noticeable.

"Yo, Dalton, look." A jock pointed at the braided girl who was approaching the pool. "Pigsley's sister."

"Hey freak, this is a closed practice." Dalton said, encouraging his little friends to chuckle.

"The only person who gets to torture my brother is me." Wednesday with a stoic face slowly lifted up two bags full with piranhas.

The smiles on the jock's faces falls when they realised what she was about to do.

They all panic trying to swim away as Wednesday dropped the little biters inside of the water.

A whistle could be heard as the piranhas came closer to the jocks before eventually biting onto Dalton's behind causing him to scream, as blood painted the chlorine water red.