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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"DAD PLEASE PICK UP" I pleaded, clutching my phone so tight my hand hurt. The call rang and rang until it clicked to voicemail again. I hung up and redialed, desperate, angry, but the result didn't change. Nothing but silence.
Of course he wasn't answering. He hadn't answered in years, not really. He might as well have disowned us with how little he cared. For Xavier. For me. For either of us.
Or at least me... I sighed and set the phone face down on my desk, watching the screen dim as if it were mocking me. The clock on the wall read 6 a.m. I hadn't slept a single second since last night. Since Wednesday. Since she ripped my brother apart and left me standing in the ruins of it all.
I hugged my knees close, sitting on the edge of my bed like a kid trying to make himself smaller, staring at Ajax snoring softly across the room. He'd asked what happened when I came back last night, and I told him, I'll explain in the morning. I'd been saying that to him for weeks now. Maybe if I don't open my mouth soon, I'll lose him too.
Enid's voice floated back in my memory—her saying Wednesday hadn't been in her dorm either when she checked. That thought twisted in me. Where the hell had she been? Sneaking around again, doing God-knows-what behind everyone's back?
A knock snapped me out of my spiraling. My head jerked toward the door, but I didn't move. Ajax rubbed his eyes, got up, and shuffled across the room.
He opened the door, and of course—speak of the devil, and she appears.
"Wednesday? What are you doing here at this time in the morning?" Ajax asked, still half-asleep.
"Sorry for the sudden appearance. I needed to speak with Lucas, if you don't mind" my ex-girlfriend said, her voice calm, deliberate, like she hadn't shattered everything just hours ago.
"Oh, that's no problem at all, I'll just—"
"Ajax. No, it is a problem" I cut him off before he could even think about stepping out. My voice came out colder than I expected, but I didn't care. "I don't want to speak with her right now."
"Lucas, you need to—"
"No, Wednesday, I don't need to hear anything from you right now." I stood, my voice rising. "You made our situation crystal clear last night. I don't want anything to do with you anymore."
"If you could just listen for—"
"No, Wednesday i don't need to hear anything from you right now. You've made our situation pretty clear last night. I don't want anything to do with you anymore" I told her getting off my bed.
