Darkness at the Heart of My Love || Wenclair

Chapter 6: New Feelings

Wednesday's POV

I slide the book back onto the bookshelf where it belonged. The light from the living room faded and I was sitting in the corridor, my mind racing. Enid was... Upset. She hasn't slept because of nightmares? She DID see something and didn't tell me! But the only thoughts that kept recurring... Was she okay? And how badly is she hurt? Why are those the only thoughts that kept coming through my mind? I don't know, but something in my chest feels tight, almost as if I feel I have to make sure she's okay. Wait. This is exactly how I felt that night, when I was unsure if Enid was okay or not. But why!

I make my way back up the corridor toward my room. As I come out into the hallway, I see my mother and someone, probably the doctor, enter Enid's room. I sit outside of Enid's room, far enough away to give her privacy, but close enough to make sure she's safe. But why am I caring so much? I barely tolerate her existence. She is loud, obnoxious, overbearing... The complete opposite of me. Why would she care so much about someone who barely cares about her? After what seems like hours, the doctor and my mother exit her room, talking about Enid and her condition but I can't make out anything. They don't notice me sitting there and walk toward the stairs and down to the front door. I pause, not sure what to do. All of me wants to go into my room and continue writing more of my novel. But... not ALL of me wants to do that. Something inside me wants to see Enid, make sure she's okay.

I let the latter part of that sentence get the better of me and I silently walk to her door and knock. All I can hear is silence. Maybe she's sleeping? Before I can really think I feel a hand on my shoulder. I whip around with a knife pulled to see my mother standing there. I immediately relax a little and sheath the knife.

"I am sorry to startle you dear" my mother says in a soft tone. "Enid is okay if that's what you're worried about." She says staying at Enid's door. "I know you say you hate her, that you only tolerate her. But please give her some slack and don't torture her too much over the break. She has been through a lot. More than you probably know or can see." She places a hand on my shoulder again, but I am too deep in thought (and worry?) to care.

"I will leave her be then" I turn to head toward my room when the grip on my shoulder tightens. "I would suggest talking to her, my little raven. I know how much that will upset you, but she could use the company while she heals." When hearing those words, I feel a stabbing feeling in my chest. Unfortunately it's not the good kind. For some reason, hearing my mother say that Enid is hurt and healing, made me... feel something.

I only give a slight nod and turn and walk into my room, shutting the door. I wait until my mother has left and gone back downstairs before I walk back over to Enid's door. I give a nock, not wanting to scare her like I did earlier, and slowly open the door. To my luck, Enid is sleeping, a couple medicine bottles and creams, handwritten instructions on wound care and when to take the medicine, and a cup of water are on her nightstand. She's covered and curled up under a colorful blanket, cuddling one of her favorite stuffed bear creatures. I think she felt my presence because she started to open her eyes slowly, her hair a mess. She starts to sit up and realizes I'm there.

"Wednesday!" she practically screams in excitement. "What are you doing here?" she says, her blue eyes wide and a stupid smile on her face. "I decided to come see how you were doing. Seeing as I am the only one allowed to torture you, if the doctor tortured you even in the slightest, then I must hunt them for sport." She giggles at my words. Why does she laugh when I threaten harm on anyone, even her? "I'm okay Wens" Her smile fades just slightly. Most wouldn't notice, but I do. "Enid. I never ask for much or anything." I say, hardly realizing exactly what's coming out of my mouth. "Please. Tell me what's wrong."

Enid's POV

Holy Shit. Wednesday just... She just... Said "Please". I stare at her, looking into those deep brown eyes of hers. A hint of worry in them. But for Wednesday Addams, THE Wednesday Addams, the dark, spooky, as everyone says - terrifying girl, to say please and practically admit she is worried, throws me off guard. I try to regain myself, recollecting my thoughts after hearing what she said. I look away, hiding my face. I really don't want to worry her, but at the same time, she NEVER asks for much in this type of sense. I take a deep breath when I feel something cold touch my hand. I look down and see Wednesday touching my hand, in a way of reassurance. My eyes go wide and I slowly look up at her, her face turned away from me. Is- Is this the same Wednesday Addams that picked me up from Nevermore hours ago after scaring me half to death?! I decide that I should be happy that she is trying and instead of acknowledging or drawing attention to it, I look back down. "I wasn't expecting to wolf out that night. Thing told me what was going on and your general direction. I was running through the woods when I heard the struggle happening. Before I made it though, I started transitioning. When I got there, I saw the Hyde holding you by your throat..." I start tearing up at the remembrance of that night, again. "All I could think of was to save you, so I jumped at him and got him off you, immediately turning to make sure you were okay. I do remember you realizing it was me promptly before Tyler restarted the fight. I knew you would run off to save the school. I did it for you." I smile softly. "But he did get me good. I have multiple scratches and scars. A couple infected ones that I need medicine for. Thankfully your mother insisted on getting a doctor to see me." I laugh a little, trying to make things a little less quiet.

I looked over to see Wednesday looking at me, her eyes softened and looked at me. She looked away again as she tightened her grip on my hand just slightly. "I am s-." She pauses and furrows her brow a little, I think... She might be trying to open up to me? "I am... Not happy that I had to leave you behind. Although the school did need me, you should not have put yourself in danger." She looks away even more, as I watch her and softly squeeze her hand back as a sign of reassurance. "It was my fault you got hurt. And although I enjoy watching people in pain. Seeing you in pain was more than I could handle. I am not sure why. But seeing you afterwards, covered in blood and wounds, I initially hated the hug you gave... But something inside me, made me hug you back" She looks back at me, I can clearly see she is having a hard time understanding these new feelings. "May I?" I say, opening my arms a little to see if I can get a hug out of her. "I suppose. But not a long one and you better not tell a soul or I will dump your nail polishes into the lake." She says coldly, but slightly playfully. I immediately hug her tightly, as she slowly wraps her arms around me to hug me back.

After a few seconds I let go and she started to stand up. "Get some rest Enid. I'm just down the hall if you need anything. Preferably you don't bother me." She gets up and leaves, closing the door behind her.

Wednesday Addams... Cares about me? Maybe we are friends! Ooo, maybe even BEST FRIENDS! I think to myself I snuggle back into bed and almost immediately fall asleep.