𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚 Ӝ ᴡᴇɴᴄʟᴀɪʀ ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs

𝘔𝘦𝘴𝘴 ⊹ 𝚇𝚇𝚅𝙸𝙸

To lazy to use a font rn🤸🏼‍♂️ fr hella tired, school be wearing me out 🧚‍♂️ sq haven't posted in 2 days so💫💫
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Chapters in which are coming out:
Meltdown
BE WHO YOU AREEE
Crackstones crypt
Afraid
Cartoons
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TW/WARNINGS:
GORE/BLOOD MENTION
SELF VIOLENCE
JEALOUSY
BREAKING THINGS
Do NOT read if these are disturbing/triggering to you. I'm getting right into it.
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Clock ticking, quietly but noticeable. Almost, angering. Tapping of things fingers, like the typing of the goths typewriter. Though, the goth wasn't typing. Odd. The goth would be typing by now, but she was just, there. She was there, laying on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Writers block? The only thing the girl could think about was Enid. Enid and Ajax. Enid was hers, she was Enid's. They both knew this, apparently Ajax did not. Jealousy. Jealousy was all the goth could feel. Over what? Over a hoodie. Over a hoodie the goth was sure to burn later, along with the rest of that mop heads shit he got for the goths gf.

Anger. Anger and jealousy. All she could feel as she sat up, hands over her face, deep breaths in and out trying to calm this intense urge to twist, snap, cut, and pull this boys head. Enid had gone out for the day so her and Yoko could have a "girls day" or so she put it. The anger, rage, and jealousy rising in her more and more as she continuously thought about these things. 'Ajax. Ajax. Ajax. She'll leave me for him. Ajax.' She felt hot tears form in her eyes, though not sad ones. The goth gripped her hair, which was no longer in braids into the fists of her hands.

The goth bit down on her bottom lip, her teeth slowly sinking deep into her skin, the taste of blood soon filling her mouth. She doesn't even love him. Stop being jealous. Thing signed. That sent the goth over the edge. The goth took her hands pulling back and slammimg her balled up fists into the sides of her head. "Stop, stop, stop! Shut up!" She screamed. If anyone saw her they'd say she looked insane. Thing backed up slightly soon falling down into the drawer in Wednesday's desk. Faint scratching and scampering could be heard going to the back of the drawer.

All Wednesday could do was sit there, teeth dug into her bottom lip, crying, and hitting herself. She hated how jealous she was over something as simple as a hoodie. Her anger was a mix of being angry with herself and being angry with Ajax. Ajax was heavily aware of the fact her and Enid were in a relationship, but to Wednesday he was still to friendly. Giving hoodies, umbrellas, rocks, little Nick nacks. "Ajax this, Ajax that. Oh Wen look what Ajax got me. Ajax got me this Ajax got me that. WHY'S IT ALWAYS AJAX, AJAX, AJAX." The goth screamed. She could feel herself shaking, whether it was from anger or from crying.

About five minutes went by, then a knock rang thoughout the dorm. Wednesday bit down on her lip more, more and more blood flowing into the goths mouth. "Wednesday?.." A faint voice called out from the other side of the dorm. Wednesday immediately recognized the boys voice. Eugene. Wednesday wiped her tears, took multiple deep breaths and got up. Her knuckles red and sore, one on her left had slightly bloody from how hard she was hitting herself, and the fact she ended up digging her nails into her knuckles. Anger still filled her body, her hand balled up the other reaching for the door.

Eugene stood, bee plushy, black blanket, black cat plush, and bee blanket in his hands. "I'm here to listen." He said with a toothy grin. "May I come in?" He asked. Wednesday didn't say anything, she stepped to the side and opened the door wider letting the bee boy walk in. Eugene immediately made his way over to Wednesdays bed, putting the cat plush and black blanket down on one side, bee plush and blanket down on the other. "Tell me everything." He said calmly. Wednesday hated it but she couldn't help letting it all out around him. He was the first person who didn't find her weird and would listen to all her hyperinflations. He was her best friend and no matter how much she hated admitting it, she appreciated Eugene. She cared about him.

Wednesday slowly closed the door and made her way over to the bed. She didn't sit down yet but did grab the cat plush. "What's happening?" He asked with a small smile. "I don't know Eugene. It's just..-" Wednesday stopped talking, she didn't know how to explain. "Ajax" Eugene said. "What?" She stared at the boy sitting under the bee blanket, plush in hands. "Ajax, I see the looks you give him. Also, Bianca heard you screaming about him." Eugene said quietly. "That's how you knew something was wrong?" she asked quietly. Eugene nodded. "Now explain, take as much time as needed. I got all the time in the world" he said with a small laugh.

Wednesday stood there for a moment, replaying all the recent moments that Enid and Ajax had. "He's always giving her something Eugene. He's so,- so nice! And only that nice toward her. I mean, does he love her?! Eugene what if she ends up leaving me for Mr. Mop head. He gave her his hoodie earlier because it was raining, when I had an umbrella over the two of us! And she wore it, she kept it draped over her body!" Wednesday felt the anger she originally felt come right back. The hot tears forming in her eyes and the urge to destroy everything. Over what? Over a stupid boy. Something in which she really shouldn't care about. Eugene patted the black blanket and Wednesday went to go sit down under it.

"You're jealous." He said flatly. Wednesday shot him a look. "The urge to snap, pull, twist and cut his stupid fucking head. The fact I want to destroy everything, that I can't think about anything other then them is jealousy?" She asked harshly. "Maybe also your homicidal tendencies but, yes." He stared at the goth, empathy and comfort being the only two things in his eyes. "Now, explain the rest." He said calmly. At this Wednesday began to explain. The more she explained and thought about Ajax with Enid, the more she said the boys name only made the anger and jealousy in her rise. The tears began to fall, he voice began to crack, and she couldn't help but dig her nails into her arm.

Wednesday hated the boy, more then anything. More then affection, more then those pestering flys, more then her writing time being interrupted. She felt a hatred, a rage toward the boy. One that grew everytime she laid eyes on him, one that grew more at the sound of his voice, at the sense of his presence. After Wednesday explained everything and after the bee boy helped comfort and stayed for a little while he left. He left the black blanket and cat plush for the girl though.

Without the help of the boy and without his presence stoping her, the goth couldn't stop the anger from making her see red. The tears fell, her eyes blurry, and only seeing red the goth got up. She mader her way over to Enids side or the dorm picking up every last thing in which the boy gave her. Wednesday went back to her side and began shredding up the shirts, hoodies and any form of clothes in which the boy gave her girlfriend. Tears wet her hands as she wiped them away, blood dripping from her mouth out of the wounds in which she made with her teeth. The nick naks, toys, games, and more in which the boy gave her she began to throw. "Stupid. Fucking. BOY." She said everytime she threw something.

Wednesday stood there shaking, face bloodied and blotchy from tears. Her side of the dorm, trashed. Destroyed. Figments of clothes and plastic, glass and cardboard littered her side. (Deja vu??😨) The goth bit her top lip, bottom lip no longer an option as it was torn up and bloody. She stood there for a moment, realizing what she just did. She trashed everything, broke things, and was now a bloody mess all because of some boy.

"Jealousy."

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Word count: 1429

(A/N: hope this wasn't to bad🤸🏼‍♂️ this took so long cause I fell asleep last night writing 😔)

-ℂ𝕠𝕣𝕠