This is as the title says, Wednesday cast one-shots. This will include the main cast: Wednesday, Enid, Tyler, Xavier, etc. but it will also include any characters that people suggest. I will write fluff, smut, and angst if again, anyone requests it...
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This is a Xavier x Fem Reader imagine! It is also the first angst imagine, so I hope it's okay. In this imagine, you are Wednesday's sister.
I can't really make a scenario for this one but I don't think it really needs one.
word count: 948
I hope you enjoy this imagine! I wanted to have an imagine of every category out by now, so I thought this would be a perfect scenario! Thank you for all of the reads and votes I am getting on this story, it means so much to me. On that note, please vote and comment, it means so much to me. Thank you!
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I walk through the trail behind Nevermore, a small gift bag in hand. My smile was the widest it had ever been as I continued my walk, getting closer to the familiar shed ahead of me.
As I stand in front of the door, reaching for the handle, Wednesday walks out, a small scowl on her face.
"Wednesday, what's wrong? What are you doing here?" She doesn't even turn as she continued to walk away. I shrug softly before heading inside. My heart drops at the canvas that stood in front of me.
"Oh, so that's why Wednesday stormed out" Xavier turned to look at me, his eyes wide.
"Y/N-"
"No, I don't need some stupid explanation, I thought you liked me!"
"I do, Y/N, trust me!"
"Oh, yeah I can really see that" I scoff, my eyes fixated on the painting of my sister. It captured her perfectly, which didn't help with the sting I felt.
"Please, I love you"
"You know I thought I finally had someone to myself" I wipe my tears, putting the bag down on the nearby desk. "Someone who wasn't so fixated on Wednesday and actually liked me. I have always been in her shadow, she was always so much better than me. She hardly likes anyone yet everyone seems to cling to her, I try my hardest to have everyone not see me as a bad person and I only have one person that I can trust. I was never good enough compared to her, she was always the golden child. I mean, she treats you like shit but here you are painting her."
At this point my voice was shaky, and my eyes fixated on the ground as my cheeks pooled with tears. I meant every word I said.
"I'm going to go, I don't want to fight or cause some big scene, or bigger than I already made. I'm sorry" I head to the door, my eyes never meeting Xaviers, even as his pleads filled my ears. I turn to look at the desk and realize the gift bag was still there. "Oh, I got you this as a gift. I really liked the drawing you made of me and thought you would like a gift too."
I continue my walk, picking up my pace as I got closer to my dorm. As I head into my dorm, I head directly to the bathroom, locking the door and not once making contact with either Wednesday or Enid.
I sit against the door, my legs pressed up against my chest. I let out small sobs, though I quickly muffled them against the back of my hands.
I don't know how long I had been in here, but my eyes soon began to grow heavy before I decide to accept my fate and close them fully, drifting off into a deep sleep.
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XAVIERS POV
I walk through the halls of the school, heading straight to Ophelia hall. Class started in less than five minutes though I didn't care as I knocked on Y/Ns door.
"Y/N, it's me" As I wait for an answer, Enid opens the door with a small smile.
"Oh, Xavier, um I don't know if Y/N is up for talking, she's been locked in the bathroom since she got back yesterday, we couldn't get in. I don't think she's up for class, what happened?"
"Uh, long story but can I just come in and try to talk to her?"
"Sure, I have to go now, I'll cover for you until you get to the greenhouse" I nod in gratitude before stepping in and heading to the bathroom door.
"Y/N? Can we talk?"
"Go away, please" Her voice cracked slightly, her tone staying low. I frown slightly at her current state.
"Look, I'm sorry, please just can we talk" Unlike last time, she stays silent, though I could hear her small cries. "You know, I opened the gift you got me"
I smile, thinking back to the art materials she had gotten me, along with a poem she wrote. "I really liked the poem, I mean it"
"Whatever, how about you use the art supplies I got you to draw Wednesday again" Suddenly the door opens, Y/N stands there with a frown. Her hair was messy, and certain strands stuck to her face. Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot as she stared up at me. "Look, I get it, you're sorry but that's not going to change my fucking mind. I don't want to date you, and I am not changing my mind, so just give up already okay?"
She pushes past me grabbing her uniform. "Now, get the fuck out so I can change and stop trying to fucking apologize, I heard it enough"
"Please, Y/N, I love you..."
"Okay, sounds good" Y/N scoffs, turning back to the bathroom before stopping and looking back. "Are you going to leave or what?" I had never heard her sound like this, this frustrated or angry. She was always happy, always there as soon as you say her name. I sigh, accepting that she wasn't going to let me talk and that she had every right to feel this way.
"I'll go and I get that you don't want to date me anymore but maybe we can talk soon?" My voice was hopeful, but all Y/N did was shut the bathroom door behind her. I walk to her dorm room, walking out as my chest felt heavy. I couldn't help but let a small, discreet tear fall onto my cheek at the sudden realization.
