Woe Is Love (Wednesday X Male Reader)

Chapter Seventeen - Screw Goody!

Nevermore Academy - New England

Bianca Barclay was not too dissimilar to Wednesday Addams in the aspect of hiding her emotions. Hence was the reason Y/N broke up with her all that time ago. Bianca, being the Queen bee of Nevermore, didn't find it in herself to be anywhere close to Y/N in public since he wasn't anywhere close to being popular.

They had met through the fencing club, with Bianca being the one to pull the boy behind afterwards to get his number. They had only been seeing each other a couple of weeks before Y/N grew tired of her pushing him to the side whenever they weren't in private. He'd rather not be with her than only be loved under the condition no one saw.

Y/N left her alone with her silent tears in the library, finally breaking up with the girl. However, Bianca wasn't ready for their relationship to be over. She was so used to getting everything she wanted and never needing to ask twice.

But she'd soon find out just how stubborn Y/N can be.

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Y/N was punching away his troubles, inflicting minor damage to the punching bag he'd hung in his dorm when a loud series of knocks echoed against his door.

"What do you want, Enid!?" Y/N called out whilst trying to catch his breath. To his surprise, the person opened the door and waltzed straight into his bedroom. "You're not Enid."

"Thank God for that," Bianca stated, closing Y/N's door behind her.

"What're you doing here?"

"No 'hello'?" Bianca pouted playfully. She took notice of Y/N's sour expression and suppressed an emerging smirk. "I heard you and the stormcloud split."

"And what, you wanted to swoop in and get me back before someone else did?" Y/N rolled his eyes, knowing Bianca's game since he'd already played and lost.

"I came to make sure you were alright," she said, but the look in her eye said otherwise. "Wanted to be here for you like I should've been before."

"So this visit is about getting back together," Y/N deduced, shaking his head in frustration and returning to beating on the punching bag.

"I miss you."

"Yeah, well I don't miss you."

"Come on! You don't mean that." Bianca insisted, holding Y/N's bag steady and peering round the side at his face. Oh, how Y/N was tempted to 'miss' the bag.

"I do. And I'm not interested in getting back together, so find someone else to harass for some extra popularity."

"I don't care about the popularity-"

"Because you're already at the top?"

"That, and the fact that you're a really good kisser... like better than Xavier."

"Aw, gee thanks." Y/N spat. "You've convinced me!"

"Really-?"

"No."

"The bitch doesn't deserve your time," Bianca pled. "Or your tears."

"Oh, and you do?" Y/N questioned, resting a wrapped fist against the red fabric. "And she's not a bitch... she's going through a lot."

"Of bodies. You've seen the number of people who've gotten hurt because of her, I don't want you to be next."

"Frankly, I don't care what you want. But care about this, Bianca, I don't want to be with you. So, if you could kindly remove yourself from my dorm, that would be lovely."