A Woe Filled Confession ( Wednesday x Xavier )

Chapter 4: Waves of Woe

One poetic ending am i right? A feeling plagued the girl, the girl laying on her bed in the early hours of the morning. She had an overwhelming sensation, a feeling she had truly never experienced before, one that she idealistally wanted to feel, but never thought that this is how that sensation would feel. Fear. That sickening feeling, deep in the bottom of her stomach, one that makes her intestines flip, makes her mind go wild with the endless possibilities that could be happening.. but that fear alone overwhelmed her and pushed aside any possible thoughts that she once had about the inevitable events that had happened today. Well, some things stayed, some things came flooding back to her.. one in particular. The stalker. Wednesday had done her best to push this thought of a stalker behind her, so she could get on with her life, continue writing and ultimately.. think of Xavier alone. Unfortunately for her, this was a mistake. Her forgetting about the potential idea of a stalker made her forget to bring it up to anyone, Xavier, her family. No one new of this person, aside from her.. and Thing, if he counts. This is where things went wrong, and this is where we will start..

Unbeknownst to the both of them, their whole day out had been watched, observed, monitored by one or two or more.. pairs eyes. Even going as far as to witness the screams of the two, pleading at eachother in the rain, going as far as to watch Wednesday and her counterpart walk their separate ways.. surprisingly, the girls stalker no longer followed the girl, it did the opposite. It chased after the only thing that would be in its way, the counterpart to Wednesday Addams.. Xavier Thorpe. I say chased, it did a little worse than that.. It stalked, like a predator stalking its prey.. it followed, quietly.. monitoring and watching the boy make his way back to his home.. witnessing the thing that couldn't have gone more perfectly for itself.. A witnessed argument ending in Xavier's father, leaving the boy alone. Perfect am I right?

Although deemed to be a perfect situation, this wasn't the case. As when Xavier's father left the building, leaving the boy solemn and alone.. you would have expected this to be the end of things, this to be how this stalker found his way to the boy.. but no, the opposite happened, Xavier immediately burst out of the house, after the furious argument with his father, the day that he had high hopes for only fell well below expectations, and the insanity of the quarrel only added a deep black icing on the already darkened cake.. Unbeknownst to the stalker, Xavier had an idea in mind, he was on his way to apologise to.. Wednesday? For whatever reason that may be, he thought the best way to understand her, to get closer to her and to make sure she is okay, is to ultimately apologise to her. Even though he wasn't in the wrong, at all, not even in the slightest. He knew she had a vision, by the sudden change of heart after seemingly warming up. He just wanted to know what was going to happen and what made her look so.. down.

Unfortunately he wouldn't get the opportunity to do that.. as the watcher, the person observing him had other plans, other ideas that would involve Xavier getting.. hurt. Now that is where we will leave things off, that once again.. makes things poetic, am I right? Back to the present, as I bet you still have some questions correct?

10:37PM
Xavier: Hello, this is Xavier's Father, Xavier has.. been very badly injured. He is currently comatosed in a hospital nearby. I know you two are close, if you are wanting to visit. Just show up, they'll let you in to see him. I'm sure you're wondering what happened, id be glad to let you know, just not right now. If you want answers, arrive at my door by 10PM tomorrow.

In disbelief Wednesday merely stared at the phone screen, shock, horror, fear, a multitude of emotions flooded her insides.. where as tears, poured from her eyes. The amount of tears that came from her eyes could flood every land in the country, the world even. The tears that came flooding, came with no other feeling, no other emotion plastered across her face, all that happened was a slight quiver, a slight shake.. then the flood gates, well they certainly opened. The mere thought of Xavier being that badly injured had completely turned Wednesday into a mess.. for the rest of the evening she did not move, she didn't cry any less, she didn't cry any more. She merely cried and cried until the sun rose, and when the sun rose she kept crying, beyond what she expected, beyond what anyone expected.