Wenclair's Love Story

Caught

Warning: Homophobia, interpretation of religious text

Enid Sinclair's POV:

Did the door creak open? Eh it's fine, Wednesday looks so good right now. Her lips are soft, I never want to part from them.

I believe I hear a voice but I brush it off until they begin to scream, "ENID SINCLAIR WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?!"

Wednesday and I jump up, surprised at sudden noise when I realize it's my mothers voice... Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh!!! WHY DOES THIS STUFF HAPPEN TO ME?!?!

We really need to get better at locking doors...

My mother is staring at Wednesday as she puts her shirt back on. Damn I wanted to enjoy spending time with my girlfriend before school starts again. Now I need to make sure I don't get disowned.

I try to form words but nothing comes out, in utter disbelief that she walked in on this very non-PG moment.

My mom continues speaking after her iconic 'I'm disappointed in you' sigh.

"Enid... PLEASE tell me my eyes deceive me? Please tell me you weren't about to lose your innocence to that gothic child because last time I checked, she is a FEMALE?! Please tell me that my own daughter hasn't been sinning even more by lying to me about it this whole time? Also, is your back healed? You were putting pressure on it."

All of my fears and anxiety about this moment are actualizing. The mother that has loved me 'unconditionally' my entire life is about to take away the girl that gives me joy. She hates what I stand for, hates me. I've never felt more alone, all because I took a risk, trusted my feelings, and wanted to find actual happiness with someone.

I'm supposed to be bright and bubbly, but all I feel in this moment is dispair. Okay, deep breaths Enid. I can do this.

As my mother walks near I almost cough from the pungent odor of cigarette smoke engraved on her clothes. I forgot how strong she smells.

I stand up, taking another deep breath. The anxiety that's bottled up inside is screaming, wanting to take me to a safe place, any place other than here. I wiggle my arms back and forth, trying to calm the involuntarily shaking my body is doing.

I need to come out, I don't have a choice anymore. I need to do this for me, no matter what she thinks.

"Mom, I really didn't know how to tell you this... but I'm into girls and I'm dating Wednesday."  I squint my entire face, still in shock that I said a single cohesive sentence to my mother about my sexuality. I brace myself for the worst but pray that everything will turn out okay.

"Enid, I am so fucking disappointed in you. Not only are you dating a girl, but you had to choose a homicidal maniac? I knew that rooming with an Addams was a terrible idea. What would the lord say? How about the moon we howl to?"

My girlfriend interjects, "As an avid reader, cult fanatic, and appreciator of the universe, I've studied the Bible and know lots about the moon. I know your Lord's book like the back of my hand, even before it was translated into English. To begin, the translation of the verse I'm sure you're about to use never actually mentions homosexuality. Here, let me explain so your pea sized brain can understand..."

Wednesday stands up from the bed, walking towards my mother with the look of death very evident in her eyes. She is not playing around right now.

"Before I state the passage, I just want you to note that those same laws declare that shellfish cannot be eaten, mixed fabric clothing articles cannot be worn, and sex with animals is forbidden. This last one I wholeheartedly agree with other than the fact that you are technically an animal. If I had to take a wild guess... I'd think you've had sex with both humans and other werewolves, am I correct? So using that same logic, you have been preaching sins to Enid her entire life."