☆babycakes☆((wenclair)) -ongoing

porm part 2

Enid pov

I look at her in confusion—is she asking me to be her prom date? No, that's silly. But she's showing her hands at me though.

Even so, I can't; I got Ajax here.

"Wednesday I'm sorry, but I already have-" just as I was about to finish my words, someone walked up beside me and stood in front of me.

"Let's go willla" she held Wednesday hands and linked her arms with Wednesday.

What is happening, and who the hell is she? And why did Wednesday let "that" slide? also,willa?

"Yeah, let's get this over and go to bed quickly." Wednesday replied to her flatly and walked away.

Bed??!  I'm sorry, what?

"Hey Enid..Enid," Ajax waved at my face and gave me a slight smile, saying, "We should go now, otherwise the food will be gone."

"Yeah, sure," I smiled at him, and for some reason I kept thinking about Wednesday's mysterious prom date.
Who the hell is she? I can't see her face since I only see her back, but for some reason the voice sounds familiar.

Location: dance floor

"Enid?"  I move my face to face Ajax clearly "Are you okay?" "If you don't feel good, you don't have to dance with me. Just sit down and relax, okay?" Ajax furrowed his eyebrows at me. I nodded and took a seat beside Yoko.

"Enjoying yourself tonight?" She takes a sip out of her margarita, but it's infused with blood.

I stayed silent and gave her a flat smile. I'm still thinking about Wednesday.

Yoko sighed after looking at me for a minute.
"Don't worry, everything will be okay," she says, rubbing my back while smiling at me. There's a blood trail from the corner of her mouth, which is kind of scary.

Yoko shoved the blood bag into my hands and stood up.
"Hold this for me. I'm going to find Divina, okay?"

"But Yoko wai-" I sighed after she disappeared; of course she's after her girlfriend at a time like this, besides the slow song that starts to play.

I laid my back on the chair and trailed my eyes over people on the dance floor. "Ugh, nope, that's it. I'm going to grab some food."

As I got to the food section, my eyes widened. "No way!"
Is that a real brain? It looks real. Who brought this?

"Feeling sick?"  A voice behind my back startled me. "Oh great, it's Wednesday, I rolled my eyes. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to dance with your date?"

She moves beside me and stirs the fruit punch, then replies, "I need a break."

I stayed silent; I didn't think she would talk to me after what happened. "Now you're talking?" I mocked her.

"Would you rather me not?" she stare at me, omg that's so hot, shit.  Enid this is not the right time to simp on people especially after our fight, I clench my jaw.  Are we even friends anymore? I sighed to myself.

"Who is it?" "The lucky girl, I mean." I grab the raspberry tart and look at her.

"Just someone," you know sometimes I hate when she replies so briefly to me, like, what am I? A psychic that can read her mind?

I take two cups of fruit punch and drink it all. Wednesday shakes her head and says, "Don't drink too much."

"I don't care," shit. My head is spinning. Bad idea. I blink repeatedly and stare at Wednesday.

"You're not good with alcohol, I'm just reminding you," she said. I let out a giggle after she said that. Did she think I forgot about what happened over the last few months?

"So do you, willa" I burped. God, what the hell did they put in this punch? The aftertaste is... oh right, Ajax made them.

"Stop, you're getting drunk," she said Wednesday, snatching the fruit punch from my hands.

Wednesday pov

I squint my eyes to see Enid clearly since the light is so dim here as people start to slow dance.

"Let me be; go enjoy yourself with your girlfriend," she yelled at me, trying to control her balance. I can see that werewolves are bad at drinking; maybe it's just Enid.

"She's no-"  A hand pulled me to the dance floor, triggering my reflex. I twisted their hands, and they tapped on my arms with another hand, indicating me to stop.

"What's your motive?" I furrow my eyebrows; luckily, it's dark here. I don't want to cause any scenes.

That messy, crusty hair looks familiar. -
Tyler?
What is he doing here?

"Hey..Wednesday  It's me, Tyler. "Can you, uh, stop twisting my arms?" "It's really hurt." I can see his face looking in pain. I let go of his hands and helped him stand up.

"You should stop pulling people out of nowhere," I advised him and stared at his eyes.

"Oh yeah, sorry for that, my bad," he scratches his neck and awkwardly laughs.

"What do you want?" I cross my arms and glance at Enid from afar. I expect that she's drinking again. God Enid what's wrong with you.
"Make it quick; I have things to do," I add.

"I was actually going to ask you, um, to go out with me."
"What?  Say it louder. "I can't hear it; the music is damn loud."
"I want to go out with you!"

I furrow my brows. I can't hear shit. This damn DJ, I'm going to choke him later.

"One more time."
"WEDNESDAY, I WANT TO GO OUT WITH YOU!" Tyler yelled at me, "I'm sorry if that's too loud."

It is indeed now that everyone is staring at me and starting to whisper stuff.

"OMG, isn't that Tyler?"
"Tyler looks zesty though; I didn't expect that."
"Gurl, I'd accept if I were you."
and more, but I can't hear well since I'm focused on Enid.

She's staring at me; her eyes look sorrowful. Is she still drunk? Wait, why do I still care about her? Stop it Wednesday.

"So?"  Tyler looks at me with pleading eyes.

"I'm honored to be liked by somebody, but no, just no," I answered, adding, "plus, I still have a crush on someone I still can't get over with." Shit, I spit that out by accident.

"Who is it?" His eyes look watery; why would he cry? weird.  We barely have interaction that involves intimacy. He's being delusional, I think..

"That's where you cross my privacy line." Just as I was about to walk away, a hand comes behind me and pulls me into a hug.

"She's mine, you smelly crusty coffee boy, go away..burp."
My eyes widened in shock; it's Enid.
What is she doing? She's too drunk right now. Ugh, the alcohol smell.

"Wednesday, what is this?" Xavier suddenly popped up from, I don't know where—and stared at me and Enid.

"She's drunk, too much." I try to pull Enid away from me, but she's too strong. "Enid. let. go," I clench my teeth.

"I loveeee raspberry tart so much." She burped into my face, fuck. It smells like raspberry tart and damn fruit punch. This is getting out of control. I need to distract people on the dance floor so they don't look at us.

Just as I was about to call Eugene, Enid passed out on the floor. Talk about timing.
Everyone starts to surround us.

I kneel down beside her and shake her body.
"Enid?  Enid?!  Wake up!"  She's not waking up, and what scares me more is that her skin is getting pale and cold.

"Enid Sinclair, quit your stupid pranks, wake up!" I pull her into my lap and check her pulse.

"I already called the school nurse; they should be here in a few seconds." Xavier tapped my shoulder and I nodded at him.

"MOVE! THIS IS AN EMERGENCY!" A voice yelled so loudly that everyone backed away from us.

*Heyhoho sorry for late update I just finished my exam yayyyyy, I'll be updating frequently from now on :) thanks for 5K ❤