Full Moon ⁀➷ Wenclair

alone, again? (sixteen)

I stood on the balcony of the dorm, gazing at the moon. A sigh escaped my mouth while I watched it rise. I shook my head as a glimpse of Enid filled into my mind. How could such stupid things remind me of her? It was as if the world was playing a cruel joke on me. The rain had stopped and the humidity spiked. I peered behind me as I heard a familiar tapping sound.

   "Where were you?" I asked Thing, he hadn't been on my side lately. It's as if he had taken sides with Enid rather than me, his family member.

   The hand tapped and gestured a bunch more types before hopping up on the rail. He mostly gestured about manicures. I rolled my eyes, "Your hands are fine." I let another sigh escape from my mouth. He tapped rapidly, as if he remembered something. I furrowed an eyebrow as he gestured something out. I bit my lip as he finished, it consisted of Enid saying she was sorry. The girl was no where to be found. I felt a sore pang in my little black heart.

"Tell her —" I pondered about what I was going to say. It would either be something that would make me look like a total moron, or something that would be dry. "Tell her that I don't care." I scoffed, she could be at Eugene's shed all she wanted and fight with Xavier, I wouldn't care. It's not like I had to take care of her.

Thing tapped sarcastically, he then hopped off the rail, closing the window behind him and leaving me with the feeling of loneliness as he made his way out of the dorm. Geez, was it going to be a long week.

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   After a couple more minutes of gazing at the moon, I walked back inside. I needed to catch up on writing. Emotions weren't special, writing was. I slid the window back open to find Enid. I gaped my mouth open to protest, but I couldn't seem to let anything that would start another argument out. "What are you doing?" I inspected her bed. It seemed to have all of her important essentials on it along with a duffel bag.

   Enid stayed silent until she finished loading up her things. She peered back up at me, biting her lip. "Moving to Yoko's room, she needed s roommate!" The girl nervously chuckled, I could tell she took what I said for granted. I felt another sore pang in my heart.

   "You can't leave — what about your cotton stuffed animals?" I pointed to the mountain of stuffed animals she had.

   "I'm leaving them behind, it might be only temporary, Wednesday." Enid sighed, a forced smile appearing on her face.

"But we're roommates, not you and that — vampire girl." I tried to negotiate with the girl, but nothing worked in my favor. Enid just hefted the duffel bag over her shoulders and took a lead to the door.

"See you around, Wednesday." The girl was about five feet from the door, I quickly walked over, stepping beside the door.

"Why are you leaving?" I choked, trying to hold my emotions back. It made me look like a lost dark swan.

"Because as you said, if I was going to hide stuff from you, I should just move in with Yoko." Enid studied her shoes, not wanting to peer up at me. I gaped my mouth open a bit. The girl took another step forward. I hesitated, biting my tongue to decide on my next moves.

As Enid walked out the door, I couldn't even think twice before I tried to grab her wrist, once I did, she shook it off and shut the door behind her. Wow. It took me all that courage to do physical touch and yet I get denied. I peered back at Thing, silent as ever.

"You're not leaving — right?" I hoped he wasn't on the parade to Yoko's dorm with Enid. The hand tapped his fingers on the floor anxiously. Instead of giving me an answer, he acted as if I was a ghost and raced towards the door.

"Thing?" He opened the door and slammed it shut as I tried to say something else. Another pang in my heart. Now I really felt it. I, Wednesday Addams, was truly alone. It wasn't like Pugsley could just appear out of nowhere to annoy me. And it's not like Gomez or Morticia could sicken me with their romance. Nobody could bother me. I wanted solitary at the start of the semester — but this felt horrible. Having everyone turn on me. I had nobody to talk to at Nevermore. And I don't think Tyler would want to talk to me after I ghosted him multiple times.

I walked over to the window, taking a seat while digging my head into my legs. I felt sore. Correction, my heart felt sore. I'd never felt it. Never in my years had I felt sore. My throat tightened and my eyes became glossy. Why was I acting so foolish? My parents wouldn't want me to be emotional. I was supposed to be all black and white. Not blue. I wiped my eyes a bunch of times, hoping they would just pop out on the spot.

I had to do something about this. First, my roommate leaves me, then my own family?