The Wild

Dinner and Awkward Sex Convos

Enid's POV

Ok not only was that slip incredibly awkward but also straight out of a movie and you guessed it- it bothered me in a gay way.

Wednesday refused to tell me what she wanted so I pulled into an iHop partially to fuck with her but also because I was craving some shitty overpriced food.

We sat down and she stared at the syrup container in silence. "So... about what happened in the parking lot.." her eyes quickly darted at mine then averted away again.

"No." She said blankly. She's going to be challenging? Oh honey I know just how to upset her.

"If you hadn't tried to run away I wouldn't have fallen on top of you" I said knowing just how I'd play this. She was fiddling with the silverware starting to get antsy.

"If you didn't try to shove me into your car it wouldn't have happened." She started to lay out the knife, spoon, and fork to pass her time.

"How did it feel?" I asked coyly. Her cheeks turned pink and she started to clutch the knife. "I hate physical contact" she said through her teeth.

I leaned over and grabbed the tip of the knife she was so vigorously holding onto. Her clench released a bit as she gazed at my hands and I pulled the knife away from her.

"Hmm.. then why are you nervous to be near me right now?" I asked softly. Now this was all to catch her off her guard and I expected nothing but a crossed armed Wednesday and evil glaring eyes.

But she did seem nervous. Her breath halted and she refused to look me in the eye. "I- I'm not nervous" she weakly said as I opened her hand up.

"Did you like it Wednesday?" She closed her hand again and backed away from me as far as she could in the booth finally gathering herself together.

"Never. Are you gay or something? Because it seems like you're coming onto me" She said bluntly. I laughed and leaned back. "Yes" I answered.

"Yes you're gay or yes you're coming onto me?" I simply smiled and said "yes."

"And here I thought I'd be the difficult one" she mumbled and went back to staring at the syrup. "Are you gay?" I asked.

She sighed and looked over at the waiter who still hadn't come to us and was just on his phone. "I've never liked anyone. So no. Not gay, not straight. I hate people."

I left the booth and asked the waiter to take our order and as we walked back wednesday had her face buried in her hands obviously hating this entire night.

She ordered a milkshake and a side of fruit and I ordered my burger and chicken tenders. She raised an eyebrow and said "you're so petite I never would've guess you had a hankering for that much meat."

"It's not the first time I've heard that, but even petite girls can have an appetite. Besides- I'm a werewolf so I can pack on more than you think." She seemed a bit questioning.

"Usually werewolves are more.. reckless? And don't dress so cutsie, you remind me of a Pomeranian not some big bad wolf." I took a drink of my water.

"Well I'm the pink sheep of the family I guess. I've only wolfed out once and that was last year- my whole family was freaking out because they never thought it was possible."

I paused then added "awww did you just say I was cute?" She huffed in response and stayed silent except for one worded answers for the rest of the dinner.

As we got back into my car I got in the driver's seat and watched her begrudgingly open the door to get in. I was playing some music and saw her in the corner of my eye sort of just watching me on and off.

I wished I knew what was going on inside of her strange disturbing mind. "So does that mean you've never been with anyone?" I asked out of the blue.

"What?" I took a moment to cuss myself out in my head and then said "you know, you've never liked anyone. I'm assuming that means you're a virgin or something."

She looked out of the window. "Yeah I am. Are you?" We stopped at a red light and I just stared at the light wishing it would turn green faster.

"No I've had sex before. I had a girlfriend in high school but we broke up 8 months ago. She was the only person I have been with so far."

Wednesday turned to look at me and asked "did you love her?" The light turned green and I hit the gas as fast as possible.

"I loved her as a person but I wasn't in love. Still waiting for that I guess, I don't know what it feels like but I should know it when it comes. Sometimes I'm scared that I'll fall in love and the other person won't feel the same and I'll be doomed to suffer for the rest of my life."

She finally looked at me and twisted her lips as we pulled into her parking lot. "I'm sure someone will." I just smiled softly to myself as she got out of the car.

I got out to walk her to her apartment and as we were reached her door she turned to me. "What does it feel like? To be with someone.. sexually."

Baffled yet slightly amused at her question I told her, "well it's hard to describe. It's.. exhilarating and nerve wracking. But mostly the unexpected is the best part."

"What can be unexpected about it? I mean wouldn't you know?" She asked innocently.

I pushed her against her door and put my hand on her waist slowly leaning in. Her eyes were wide but she didn't move as I inched closer and closer until our lips were almost touching. 

"When you think you're going to get what you want, it doesn't happen." She looked deeply into my eyes and very quietly asked, "and if you do want it to happen?"

I smiled and said "you beg for it."

Her breath fell short against my lips but neither of us made a move. I pulled away and as I walked down the hall I could hear she hadn't opened her door yet and I knew she was just watching me.

"I think I just answered my own question from earlier" I said. I could hear her voice raise a bit as I walked further and further down. "What do you mean?"

"I think you're gay Wednesday. Goodnight."