Just keep fighting.A Wenclair Story

Make it Double

Time skip- morning 10 am, 

Both Enid and Wednesday are still in bed, the hallways of Nevermore are now ready for people to walk through them. 

*Wednesday wakes up but doesn't move a muscle *

Wednesday's POV:  

This is still surreal, perhaps it wasn't such a big deal to her but it really was to me. I spent the entire night in the same bed as Enid. And I am disgusted of myself to admit that I really enjoyed it. I don't want to wake her, she looks so cute when she sleeps.

*Enid twists her body in her sleep and is now facing Wednesday*

oh good god, I can hear her breathing, it's so gentle. Her scent is amazing, it's almost addicting. I kind of want to get a better taste of it. 

*Wednesday leans her head closer to Enid's neck to smell it*

Wonderful. This flavor reminds me of something sweet and subtle, maybe vanilla with a hint of lavender? Whatever it is I can't get enough of it. But I should control myself, I don't want to scare Enid away. 

*Enid's knuckles have barely touched Wednesday's cold hands*

she is so warm, I don't want to get out, this is amazing.

*Wednesday looks at the clock*

fuck it's 10 am, I got a class right now. Ugh well, I guess I'll leave quietly then. 

*Wednesday carefully gets out of the bed and covers Enid with some blankets, she washes up and quickly gets ready to head to class. Just as she is about to leave she can't help but helplessly glance over at Enid*

She is so beautiful, how can a girl like that ever like me? I have to be realistic and stronger than my emotions. Maybe in the heat of the moment she said some things but that doesn't actually mean that she likes me. Maybe she felt intimidated or pressured into saying something that would appeal to me because she was scared of me? God why am I overthinking this, I shouldn't, she literally said all those nice things about me and now for whatever reason it is me who is having the second thoughts. But I like her, so maybe it's just me not being able to know for sure. And it's killing me. 

*Wednesday decides to skip class and goes to the forest instead, she sits down leaning against a large oak tree and starts staring into the grass, she takes out a notepad and starts writing out what she is thinking*

All my life I was surrounded by an impermeable protective layer, it helped me not be weak or vulnerable, and doing so it pushed everyone away. I've gotten so used to this bubble that at this point it has become a part of me, almost my whole personality. Enid is the only person who was able to break that barrier, she was the only person I let inside my zone, and just as I let my guard down all these sharp feelings and emotions start hitting me. When everything is black and white everything is relatively simple, everything is very pale and doesn't have much contrast. But now that I let a little color into my world everything is so bright and vivid and in many cases people would argue that it's a good thing however it's simply too much for me to handle. I am not used to this kind of pressure. I don't know what's in store for me next with Enid. For the first time in my life I can't control everything. 

*meanwhile, Enid wakes up*

Enid's POV: 

Where did Wednesday go? I swear it was probably because of something I did in my sleep. Goddammit Enid. Hopefully it wasn't too bad and she just went out for a walk or something. I mean, I don't see why she would want to leave, at least after all the things I told her yesterday. God she is incredible though, she is so tranquil when she sleeps, almost lifeless. And when she sits on the bed she maintains such a powerful posture, she is so authoritative, assertive even. She is so conniving, she plots every move she is going to make before she does it, she keeps everything organized at all times. I guess I'm more of a turbulent person, my side of the room is havoc compared to Wednesday's. Given that, why would she ever like someone like me in the first place? I am the complete opposite of her, I am untidy, loud, and all over the place.. Maybe she left because I wasn't good enough for her.. But all I can think of right now is her. Her face, her hair, her darkness.