Full Moon ⁀➷ Wenclair

crushing. (nineteen)

I stood in shock, rain falling on me and Enid. She looked at me with the most eager look in her eyes. "Wednesday," I couldn't tell if she was crying or of rain droplets dripped off of her face. My angry mood changed, it was as if she actually cared. It had looked like she ran all the way from Nevermore to the lake. She didn't even have her umbrella from earlier with her.

"I didn't kiss Ajax out of my will — he kissed me." She explained, I was even more shocked. It always looked like she had a crush on him, but now knowing she had just denied all allegations I had accused had me pondering. Silence was probably more soothing than me saying something gloomy, so I let the noise of rain go on. I peered into her eyes, they were blue like the ocean. Somehow, they comforted me in a weird way.

But I knew that she could tell I wasn't angry at her and that I understood what she had said. In a moment of rain pattering on the ground and lake, she stepped forward calmly, pulling me in for a hug. For once, physical touch didn't feel so bad. It didn't feel like I was getting buried alive. Instead, it felt warm, as if I could let all my worries out like the fish in the lake. Her arms were wrapped around me tight, as if she didn't want to let go. I wrapped my arms around her too.

"I'm sorry for leaving, Wednesday."

~

It had been a few days since Enid hugging me. Things felt better between me and her, it felt like we were bonded again. Jericho had started to warm up, now the rainy days were humid instead of freezing. Enid even decided to move back in the dorm. "Bye, Yoko, thanks again." The blonde girl said as she entered the dorm. Her warm smile greeted me.

Thing also came in too, it was as if he were rooming with Yoko too. His nails were freshly painted, he was probably tortured with Enid and Yoko's nail blog. "It's about time you came back." I sarcastically said, rolling my eyes as I finished writing a chapter of my story.

   "Giving me the cold shoulder, Addams?" Enid winked at me, chuckling as she unpacked her stuff onto her bed. I rolled my eyes again, putting away my typewriter to catch up with her.

~

After unpacking and watching a couple horror movies on the floor using Enid's laptop, the blonde girl reached into her pocket. "I made you something while at Yoko's." She announced while pulling out something. She handed it to me. It was a black box, I raised an eyebrow as I opened it. I raised both of my eyebrows at the sight, it was a skull keychain, it obviously looked crappy, but that made it Enid style. I bit my lip, trying to hide the smile that wanted to form.

"It's DIY, just for you." She took it again from me, turning it over to reveal a W on the skull. Her hands felt warm as she cupped the keychain back on my hands. I felt my face burn up. In response, I dug my head into my legs, curling up like an emotional crow.

   "You like it, don't you?" Enid mocked, she was most likely smirking at the sight of making me feel embarrassed. I sighed, nodding my head slightly while still burrowed. I could hear Thing tap a bunch of things, to which Enid laughed at. I jerked my head up at Thing, giving him a death stare. That hand was out of control nowadays, I didn't feel bad at all that he was a prop for Enid and Yoko's nail blog.

   The girl peered back at me after chuckling a bit more, it looked as if she were scheming something. I raised an eyebrow at her, she wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed when it ca,e to logical thinking. "How about we go to the Weathervane to get some coffee?" Enid asked, tilting her head to the side.

   I sighed obnoxiously, that girl could be so oblivious at times. "I don't want to, Tyler will probably be there." I shot the idea down. Enid was on cloud nine at this point.

   She made a pouting expression to my shut down of a reply. "Come on Wednesday, it'll be just me and you." She negotiated, trying to get her voice slick enough to persuade me. I rolled my eyes, biting my lip trying not to laugh at how foolish she was.

   "Enid," I replied, to which her pouting expression changed into a smile. "I'm not going, no amount of persuasion will get me to come." I crossed my arms, getting up to sit on my bed. Never in a million years would I be persuaded to go back there. Just the thought of tyler made me feel like I had the plague, and not in a good way.

~

   A couple of hours had passed, I read a magazine about coffins while talking to Thing. Enid had gone out to Jericho to do her weird girl things. Who knew what she was doing? She was probably trying to wolf out in stupid attempts. I chuckled a bit at the thought of her trying to wolf out in a stupid way. Thing turned to me, making fun of me sarcastically about how I chuckled.

   "Shut up, Thing." I looked away, letting out a little smile. I felt something had changed in me, it was quite weird. I didn't feel like being burnt alive for once, and Nevermore actually seemed bearable for the most part. I thought about how the moment Enid and I reunited again, maybe she was the reason I changed. It was a confusing loophole, but she understood me somehow.

   I handed my magazine to Thing as I lay back on my bed, pondering about Enid. Maybe she was helping me. But I couldn't just ask Dr. Kinbott about it again, I already told her once about her.

   I peered over towards Thing minding his own business. Unsuspectingly, I picked up the hand and set him down in front of me. He gave me a sarcastic oh, boy what now? Look. "Thing — I feel very weird towards Enid."  I pestered, just about to hide under my blanket forever.

   He motioned me to go on in sign with a sarcastic finger cross. "I feel like she's changed me so much — I mean she's so caring and never fails to make my gloomy mood upbeat. I've never felt this way in my little black heart ever." I confessed, closing my eyes while I ranted.

   Thing stayed silent for a second to think. Even if he were a hand, he had good advice to calm me usually. He then signaled with sign that I most likely had a crush on Enid. A crush. I'd never understood crush's, they seemed like such a waste of time, yet I contradicted what I had thought for so long.

   Thing signed a couple more sarcastic replies to my silence. "I'm not obsessed with her!" I furrowed my eyebrows, face palming myself. Thing shooed me off as if I were a fly on his hand. He then jumped off of my bed with the coffin magazine, going over to Enid's bed for peace and quiet.

   Was I crushing on Enid Sinclair?