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Woe Is The Loneliest Number

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Weakness was all I felt when I woke up. Head pounding like a heart. Back burning. Clothes drowned in my own blood.
Dizziness surrounding me, eyesight blurry. Too weak to pull myself up from the bed beneath me. Lifting my head, the outline of a pale figure wearing dark clothing sat in-front of me. Staring.
However, a quite tall figure stood behind Wednesday, dressed in all white with a golden pouch sewed into the left of her cream white jacket. It was Wednesday and my mom.
Hearing muffled sobbing.
My sight became clear, picking the urge to sit up. I do as my mind demands, forcefully yet carefully picking myself up, sliding my arms down my sides, bending them to higher myself into a more comfortable position.

"Oh darling you're finally awake!" I faintly hear from my mom, running over to me and bringing me into a tight hug. The sudden movement pained me, my shirt sliding against my sliced back.
"How are you feeling, Y/N?" Wednesday stared, deeply into my eyes. I'm not sure if she cares how I feel but something tells me she does. But why does she care? I never expected so much care from such a deadpanned face who held a grudge against almost everyone.
"My head hurts. My lower back burns. And quite dizzy if I'm being honest." Voice deeper than I thought it would be. Morning voice. Yet cracking ever so slightly which made me giggle to myself.
"How did I get here?" I question the both of them, looking up to my mum who stared at me while stood above, then turning her gaze to Wednesday.
"You brung me here?" As to which she nodded at my question. Maybe she does care, or maybe she just felt bad if she left me to bleed out. To die. But here I am, laying on the brick like beds that are ever so slightly uncomfortable.
"Rowan is dead. Well that's what we think anyways. The sheriff has no evidence of footprints, no blood, no sign of a struggle. Though I want to know what and who did this to you because all I saw last night was some sort of monster and that monster has 'killed' rowan." This made my heart flutter. The sudden feeling of butterflies fluttering in my stomach came over me. Why did Wednesday care? Why does she want to find out what monster hurt me? The monster that has killed rowan.
We carried on the conversation of what Wednesday saw. Though I saw it too, I didn't get a large glimpse of it, I just remember it's claws slicing my back and it's big beady eyes staring at me before jumping off further into the woods. That was until the sheriff, Tyler's dad, walked through the doors of the infirmary.

"You're awake. Finally. Mind if I ask some questions?"
"I don't mind sheriff."
"Wait a minute. You're the boy I saw at weathervane with the little one right here," pointing at Wednesday, why has he got to be so rude? Why does he always refer to as the little one, "anyways enough of that topic, what did you see last night so me and the others know what we are looking for?"
"I don't remember. That's more of a question for Wednesday." The sheriff bowed his head, letting out a loud gulp from the water he had sipped.
"We're guessing that Rowan ran away. State troopers have put out an alert, and I've contacted his family, but they haven't heard from him either." My mom announced. Though I saw rowan being killed by the terrifying monster itself.
"Dead people are notoriously bad at returning calls." Wednesday said aloud. Which had gave me a look of concern and confusion plastered onto my dirt covered face.
"Well what were you doing out in the woods with him, Ms. Addams?" The sheriff had questioned her. If only I remembered I would explain everything.
"I heard a noise in the forest and went to go investigate." She had intertwined her hands, holding them loosely infront of her.
"That's when I stumbled upon the attack. When I stumbled upon Y/N."
"Then what happened?"
"Then I ran into Bianca Barclay, and I told her to go for help. Next thing I remember, I was awaking in my dorm. First thought in mind to check up on Y/N."
"And just to be clear, this monster wasn't a bear or some other wild animal?"
"I've hibernated with grizzlies. I know the difference."
"Thank you sheriff. I think Miss Addams is done now."
"Actually I would like to speak to sheriff Galpin. Alone."

"I'm not sure I can allow that."
"I'm sure I could take her to the station and get a formal statement."
"What about me?" I questioned them, which had all three of them stare at me in disbelief, though Wednesday didn't show it.
"Kid you're beaten up, the skin on your back has been torn completely off. I can't bring you."
"Y/N stay here. As I said I want to speak with the sheriff alone." I nodded at Wednesdays demand as to which she snapped.
"Right let's go."
"Fine. You have five minutes, and everything is off the record. Play nice. Or I will call the mayor." My mom had threatened. Somehow it didn't sound like my mom at all. She was probably stressed from terror of her own son who was brutally attacked by an unidentified monster.
My mom had stormed out at that moment. Probably heading to her office to cool off some heat from the argument with the sheriff and Wednesday.
"Goodbye Y/N." Wednesday bid her goodbyes, though I would probably see her again later this evening when I'm hopefully free from this disaster of a place.