Enid
I can't believe what's happening. I just sit on my bed in wonder. Why is Wednesday doing this for me? She lives kinda far, right? Hold on. I grab my phone to see if what I think is true.
Enid-
Wait
Don't you live in New Jersey?
Wednesday-
Yes.
Enid-
Um you know I'm in San Francisco right??
Wednesday-
I'm aware.
Enid-
...
Wednesday-
I'm used to road trips.
Ok? What? I still can't fathom this. How long is the drive? I look it up. 43 HOURS?
Enid-
Ok, is this a joke?
My heart dips. What if she's just messing with me. Wednesday Addams would never go out of her way for someone unless it benefited her, and definitely not across the country, not to sound rude.
Wednesday-
No. I don't understand why you don't understand. You're not safe. We're coming to you. The decision is final.
I don't know what to say. Suddenly the door opens. My heart beats in my chest rapidly until I realize it's only father. He has a plate of steak and mashed potatoes, standing uncomfortably in the door frame.
"Hey, Enid." He gives me a weak smile.
"Hey."
I'm still not sure how to act around him. Sure he helped with the current situation a little, but it's not like it's normal for him to do anything but stand and stare.
He moves across my room and hands me the plate.
"Breakfast."
"Thanks." I smile. My stomach feels wobbly but I take a slow bite.
"I'm sorry, Enid."
I look at him.
"Mom is just having a hard time. She- we all just want you to feel good, but I realize making you wolf out isn't the way." He sits on the floor by the bed.
"I- uh."
Do I tell him?
"Yes?"
"Well, uh, I already did."
He sits there shock, eyes wide open.
Shoot, shoot, shoot. What did I just do?
"I'm proud of you."
What?
"What?"
"What was it like? When did it happen?" He looks interested.
"Well, it was the night of the um, the night..."
"Full Moon?"
"Well yeah but, you know, the night of the attack."
He starts to look worried, and moves to touch my face. Shoot. My scars.
I start to hyperventilate. The image of Wednesday near death in the claws of the Hyde. Tyler.
"Enid?"
He sits next to me and holds me.
"You were involved?"
"Uh, yeah. I was with Ajax, hanging out... then Eugene called me saying stuff about our teacher being evil or something, and Wednesday was in trouble so we went to the woods and it happened, I wolfed out when I nearly found her, she- she-"
He holds my hand, looking into my eyes.
"She- she almost died. I fought the monster before it could kill her."
"You care for her."
"Yeah." I try not to cry.
"I see. The reason why your mother wanted your brothers to, well, attack you, is because in order to wolf out, you need strong emotions towards something. Like, an instinct. In your core. I suppose you got that from all of the danger."
"I guess."
But I've been in danger before. At the gates mansion, when the Hyde was there. It wasn't a full moon so it makes since that I didn't wolf out, even though we were in danger. Or maybe because Wednesday was in more danger the night I wolfed out? I might never know.
"I didn't tell you guys because I didn't know what mom would do if she knew."
"I understand. I'm sorry if we made you felt like you couldn't tell us."
"That sounds like I came out to you, dad."
"Out of what?"
"Nevermind."
He's a little stupid. I love him though.
"I love you Enid, gotta go."
He pats me on the back, smiles and walks out of the room. He even closes the door. Bonus points.
I hear a buzz from my phone and look at it.
Ajax-
Hey, how are you?
Enid-
Hey :)
Ajax-
I miss you
Wyd
Enid-
Miss you too
Just hanging out
Ajax-
How've you been holding up?
I don't want to talk about that night.
Enid-
I'm doing fine, but I don't really wanna talk about it rn. Maybe later?
Ajax-
Oh, ok i get that
Just let me know whenever you do.
Enid-
Ok :)
How are you?
Ajax-
Pretty good, I'm lonely here tho, been doing the drums
Enid-
OoOoOoOo knew you would, the beanie says it all
Ajax-
Stopppp
Enid-
Haha :))) I love teasing you
Ajax-
I love you too.
WHAT. THAT WAS UNCALLED FOR. DID HE MISTYPE? I just sit there in confusion. No sir, that better be a joke. I don't respond.
The three dots come up and down over again until they disappear.
I don't need anymore things in my life now, jeez, it's getting hard to handle.
This boy, I swear. Little too bold. It makes me want to text Wednesday. Although I don't understand why I favor death threats over I love you's.
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