Wenclair/Romance & Mystery

You got me there, Wens

No One's POV

Wednesday ignored the message, knowing her stalker was far too impatient to leave it at that. And, as usual, she was correct.

Unknown: No answer? What did I ever do to hurt your feelings? 😔

She was ready to ignore them again... until she realized she had nothing better to do.

Wednesday Addams: Please. As if my feelings are so pathetic they could be damaged by you.

Unknown: You got me there, Wens.

Now she was annoyed. There was only one person allowed to call her that without being disfigured—and it certainly wasn't them. She was about to set them straight when the door opened, revealing the one person who was allowed.

Wednesday's POV

Enid almost looked upset. Her mouth wasn't tilted upward as it usually was.
"Enid, are you o—"
"I'm fine, Wednesday."

Something was definitely off. Ordinarily, she wouldn't think much of hearing this tone from anyone else. But coming from Enid, it almost sounded... rude.

"Are you upset with me for some reason?"

"Nope."

She claimed she wasn't, but her tone suggested otherwise.

•

It had been hours now, Enid was on her phone. Yet she wasn't giggling like usual. I needed to get to the bottom of this. Not because I cared, of course. It was simply another mystery to solve.

"Enid, I—"

She stood up abruptly. Was she switching rooms again?

"I'm going out with Ajax. Maybe you could invite Xavier over."

And with that, she shut the door behind her.

Could she be upset with Xavier instead?

•

Earlier: Enid's POV

Class was almost over. Ugh. I really didn't want to go back to Wednesday right now. I didn't know why—she hadn't even done anything wrong. She was opening up to other people. That was a good thing.

The bell rang. Great. I actually wished I could stay in class for once.

As I was walking back, I ran into Ajax.
"Hey, babe," he said, giving me a quick kiss.

It didn't feel right.

I probably needed to figure that out.
"Yeah, hey, babe. I thought maybe we could go out today? I kinda wanted to talk."

He just winked. "Sure," he said, walking off.

I got back to our dorm and saw Wednesday on her phone. Could it be the stalker? I had too much on my mind to ask, and if it was serious, she'd tell me... I hoped.

She kept asking if I was okay or if I was mad at her. It was surprising—and kind of sweet. But of course, I wasn't mad. Ha that would be ridiculous. What was I even supposed to say? 'Oh, I'm fine. Just mad at you for no reason. That's all.'

A Couple Hours Later

I texted Ajax earlier to set a time, and he just now replied.

Ajax: Sorry, I got rocked. But I'm heading there now!! 🥰

Great. He's stoned. Wonderful.

Wednesday and I exchanged a few words before I shut the door. I shouldn't have been so mean. I'd apologize later.

Right now, I just needed to get my mind off her. Or so I thought.