In which two complete opposite personalities are drawn together. To Wednesdays surprise, she would have never thought about falling for a boy that had almost nothing in common with her. Lucas Thorpe would have never guessed that Wednesday Addams wou...
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I followed my brother all the way to his shed. That was always his retreat—his sanctuary when emotions flared and he needed to pour his mind onto a canvas. Lately, he'd been spending more time in there than anywhere else. Ever since Wednesday showed up. Ever since the creature attacks began.
The door creaked open under my hand, the sound slicing through the stillness like a warning. A groan followed.
"Xavier you need to stop running away from your problems" i said as i scanned the paintings on the wall.
"Why did you follow me, brother?" he muttered, dipping his brush in water.
"I can't check on my flesh and blood? My best friend?" I crossed my arms, stepping beside him as he worked on a fresh canvas.
"We both know we're not as close as we pretend to be. Dad and the old man made sure of that. But hey—if you're craving a brotherly bond, pass the watercolors and tissues."
I scoffed but handed them over. "You and Wednesday..."
"Are friends" I cut in.
"But you act like more than that. Showing up together at the mayor's funeral. Under one umbrella."
"We were heading there at the same time. That's all."
"You were almost holding hands."
"Wh- what? Did you have nothing else to look at? Why we're you just staring at us?" I furrowed my eyebrows.
"If you're dating you don't have to hide it from me you know that right?" he reassured me as i began to make my way to shed door.
I didn't reply. Just turned and walked to the door.
"Have a good night, brother."
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Two knocks at Wednesday's door. Voices inside.
"Come in!"
I stepped in to find Wednesday seated and a bald man near the window. Both of us spoke at the same time. "Who's this?"
Wednesday glanced between us. "Lucas, meet Uncle Fester. Fester, this is my... friend."
Fester grinned, extending a hand. I shook it—and got jolted with a sharp shock.
"What the—Not cool, man" I said, rubbing my palm while Wednesday allowed herself a rare smile.
"No, but you could say it was shocking" he snickered as i glared at him.
