Baby, I'm yours.

Chapter 1

Enid Sinclair belonged to Wednesday Addams.

If you never knew Wednesday and Enid you would've mistaken them for partners.
Everyone's seen how Enid swooned over Wednesday, taking peaks at her during class. How Wednesday was overprotective of Enid, threatening to murder anyone and everyone if Enid had been hurt. Everyone knew they were in love, except the girls themselves.

"So you're saying, you're not dating Wednesday?"

"No! Of course not-" Enid whisper-shouted, looking around to see if the short goth was nearby.

Enid sighed, "I don't think she'd ever think of me like that. She said herself she'd never fall in love- Don't ask me why, it's got something to do with her swearing and weakness and stuff.."

Yoko raised an eyebrow, "You're joking."

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"Prom's coming up! Have ya asked Wednesday yet?"

"I've told you already-"

"You seriously don't actually believe she doesn't think of you that way. Have you seen how she only shows interest if it's murder or you?"

"I'm pretty sure it's just murder she's interested in, Yoko." Enid furrowed her eyebrows.

"Whatever you say, pup."

"Stop calling me that!"

Wednesday walked up to the bickering pair. "Enid."

Enid whipped her head around, Wednesday towering over her.

"Uh, yea?"

"I need to speak to you." Wednesday grabbed Enid's wrist and proceeded to drag her to the dorm before she had a chance to respond.

Enid could hear the whispers. Wednesday was used to it, though the reasoning of all the whispers were different now. Wednesday could feel the heat creep up to the tips of her ears, it felt as if spiders were crawling inside of her. It was a feeling she felt every time the blonde smiled after a threat. Every time the werewolf would look at her with those blue eyes.

It felt like decades until they reached the dorm. "What was it you wanted, Willa?" Enid quirked an eyebrow. Wednesday looked away, clutching onto the sleeves of her uniform.

"I'm sure you've heard them. Practically everyone's speaking about us-"

"Oh yeah. They're just rumors Wednesday! I could just confirm we aren't dating."

"You didn't let me finish. I-" Wednesday inhaled. She raised a hand to Enid's cheek. "I've taken a liking to you, Sinclair. I'd like to confirm those rumors."

"Oh!" The blonde turned as red as her nail art.

"You do not have to-"

Enid stopped her by giving her a small smile and started to lean in, she looked into Wednesday eyes for any sign of permission. Wednesday swallowed and nodded. She shivered at the contact of their lips.

Enid leaned back, "I like you too, Willa." She gave a cheeky smile.