Quick Note: I apologize for this chapter coming out later than expected. I hit a major writing block, because I was debating on how I want the next few chapters to go. I hope the writing block didn't affect the quality of the work and I appreciate your understanding! As always, please feel free to let me know if you liked the chapter, have any ideas/comments/suggestions, etc. I hope you enjoy!
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Wednesday's POV
I walk into my room and shut the door. Enid must really be excited about knowing how I feel about her. However, I do not want to rush this in any way. She deserves to be treated with the utmost respect and courted properly. As much as I hate being anything like my mother, I don't feel that is an issue anymore. I am more like my father, especially when it comes to Enid. I shudder at that thought. Their public display of affection, not caring who's around, the feelings and just... I shudder even more, out of disgust. If the curse causes me to be anything like those two, I will just bury myself alive.
If I am to court Enid properly, I must start preparing.
I set my typewriter and begin to type a letter. Paper after paper after paper is thrown into my trash can. As I set my typewriter again, I hear Thing crawling up my desk. I cannot have any distractions at the moment. I ignore his presence as I try to type out another letter. Even just asking to meet with her is hard for me to write.
"So, I am guessing you've decided to court Enid?" Thing says in morse code on my desk. I sigh, not really wanting to admit it nor allow for distractions. "This is not a traditional courtship by any means." I say, not looking at him. "Not only am I not asking Enid's filthy family for their permission, I have decided to treat this more naturally than the family's traditions." I say as I throw another crumpled piece of paper into the basket. "I do not want to treat her like Ajax has in the past. She deserves nothing less than the world. Nor do I want to treat her like Xavier and Tyler treated me, or tried to get a date with me. By being creeps." I am disgusted remembering their behaviors. "I have decided to... Ask Enid out. But at the same time, I do want to court her. Buy her gifts, take her on outings, she did mention she wanted that." I say softly, a very slight blush coming across my face, remembering Enid excited at the prospects of being courted.
Before I can say anything else, I hear a violin playing. I sit back and listen, it is a song that I am unaware of, but it is an intricate piece. I stand up and head for the door. "Where are you going?" Thing signs. "To see where the violin is coming from." I say coldly. "What violin?" He taps out. I look at him puzzled but immediately decide it is not worth it and heads down the hall, hearing the music coming from Enid's room.
I barely touch her door handle when my head is thrown back, my vision going white. Why is it always a vision at the most inopportune times.
I wake up in my family's cemetery, it's pouring down rain. I am standing by a fresh grave, so fresh a tombstone hasn't been erected yet. I see a singular black flower placed on the grave. I don't see anyone else around besides me, but I am startled by a voice. "Save her Wednesday. Do not allow her to die. She needs you." That is the same voice from the earlier visions, and I have to believe she is talking about... Enid...
That voice is immediately drowned out by cynical laughter. "I have told that Addams girl multiple times. She will get hurt if she gets too close." I look around, trying to find where the voices are coming from when I feel a stabbing in my chest. I fall to my knees gripping my chest, my eyes closed shut, trying to fight off the pain. When the pain subsides I quickly open my eyes to find a stone at the once fresh grave, the grass has started growing. I can't read the name on the stone, the only thing I can see is:
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