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19 (match made in hell) (MATURE)

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inspired by this beautiful song. this one is pretty graphic... 

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during this hauntingly beautiful and peaceful evening, wednesday and enid sat at a round table opposite of each other.

enid had no idea wednesday was going to propose to her this very evening.

however, not everything is perfect.

the whole day, wednesday had this strange feeling in her stomach. as if something was about to happen. something horrible. afterall, their love had been strong for far too long.

''omg wednesday i can't believe you paid for all this? i mean, a luxurious dinner at our own dorm!? no people to bug us?? this is just perfect! thank you!'' enid claps her hands in excitement.

''no problem, enid. actually... i was planning on asking you something.'' wednesday says, looking at the ground.

''what is it wedns?''

wednesday let out a sigh before getting up from the table, and to enid's absolute shock, gets down on one knee.

''enid sinclair, would you marry me?'' wednesday says, a sparkle lightening up in her eyes. for the first time ever, wednesday felt what everyone called happiness.

however, not only did her happiness collapse, but also did her whole world when enid burst out laughing.

''oh, don't be ridiculous! looks like you do have a sense of humor perhaps!'' 

wednesday fell down on both knees, dropping the diamond ring, her hands stopping her complete fall.

enid was still laughing when she got up from the table and started heading towards the door to leave the dorm.

she twisted the door handle, but she didn't expect the sudden sharp pain in her right shoulder.

enid turned around and saw wednesday now holding a bloodied butcher knife that was seated on the table before.

her deepest fears were coming true, and her lover was going to be her killer.

enid started to scream at the top of her lungs when wednesday suddenly grabbed the collar of her shirt and threw her on the hard floor.

''wednesday, please! i'm too young to die!'' enid begged as she crawled on the floor, trying to get to the balcony to scream for help because everyone was outside celebrating weems' birthday.

''wednesday, please! i'm too young to die!'' wednesday mimicked enid's weeping tone. ''shut up! you have no idea how hard i worked to get you all this. i thought we had something!'' she continued.