A New Side Of Me (Wenclair)

Unwanted Visitors and Heartbreaking Departures

The creaking of the floorboards echoed through the empty dorm room as Enid wheeled her luggage in as Wednesday and her stood facing each other. They hadn't completely resolved their issues, but with an enemy on the prowl, Wednesday had insisted that Enid move back in with her for safety. The near-death experience in the library had left Wednesday feeling like she was losing a part of herself. As Enid's breaths grew shallower, Wednesday's mind was flooded with memories of their time together. It was like her entire life was flashing before her eyes, but all she could focus on was Enid.

She remembered all the times they had talked on Facetime, falling asleep and waking up to the other girl's face on the screen. She recalled the countless hours they spent stargazing in the greenhouse, dreaming of far-off galaxies and new adventures. But what haunted Wednesday the most was the day she had turned her back on Enid and walked out of her life. It had caused her more pain than she realized, and now, with Enid's life on the line, Wednesday couldn't shake the feeling that it was all her fault.

She knew that if she had been with Enid in the dorm, the attack never would have happened. It didn't take long for her to discover that the reason Enid had been studying in the library was that her roommate always had their significant other over, making it impossible for Enid to concentrate. Wednesday couldn't help but feel responsible for not being there for her friend when she needed her the most.

As they stood in the silent room, Enid couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over her. She knew that the threat was still out there, waiting to strike again. The only solace she had was being back with Wednesday, the only person she trusted to keep her safe. But even with her best friend by her side, Enid couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. Every creak of the floorboards or whisper of the wind outside made her heart race with fear.

Their room had become a prison, and the walls seemed to be closing in on them. Enid felt trapped, and the more time that passed, the more she realized that there was no escape. They were like prey, being hunted by an unseen predator that could strike at any moment.

As the darkness of the night enveloped them, Enid and Wednesday huddled together, their eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of danger. They knew that they were facing an enemy that they couldn't see or hear, and that thought terrified them to their very core. The only thing they had was each other, and they clung to that hope as the night stretched on, seeming to never end.

*

Enid sat on her bed, her senses heightened as she realized that the ringing in her ear was not just a random sound. It was her wolf side, warning her that someone was trying to cause her pain. Enid had failed to decipher the messages before, but she knew that she had to face the person she was avoiding.

Tentatively, Enid sent a text message and turned off her phone, unsure if she would receive a response. She hoped for understanding, but feared judgment. To distract herself from her worries, Enid turned to music and danced away her frustrations. She couldn't fully unleash her wolf side, but she found comfort in the presence of Wednesday.

Enid decided to take a break from her worries and let loose. She grabbed her favorite playlist and started dancing to the beat, feeling her stress melt away. She glanced at Wednesday, who she knew wouldn't be thrilled with her impromptu dance party, but she didn't let it dampen her mood. Enid twirled and swayed, letting her body move freely to the rhythm of the music.

As she danced, Enid felt a weight lift from her shoulders. The worries that had been plaguing her earlier seemed to fade away, replaced with a sense of lightness and joy. She couldn't help but grin as she spun around, reveling in the freedom of movement.