Tune My Heart // Wednesday Addams X dark fem! OC

The room

SEVEN POV:

I was minding my own business in the library, well in a hidden room, on my first day here I scoped out the whole campus, finding a few secrets, including this hidden room behind a shelf in the library.

I come here because it's peaceful, although, I couldn't come here for the first few days as weems was watching my like a vulture circling its prey. I use this room as a safe spot, get away from all the drama and gossip, I was just reading a book, a few candles lit so it wasn't so dark, the space is nice, not too big not too small, it could fit atleast 4 people in, tho I was the only one who used it, I had a blanket set on the floor and a few pillows, it was cozy.

"So this is where you sneak off too" I could recognise that voice anywhere, tho I couldn't see Wednesday, suddenly the shelf moved and Wednesday walked in, the shelf closing behind her, I let out a frustrated groan "don't tell anyone about this, I come here for personal time. Away from all the people, the arguments, drama all that. Tell anyone and I wont hesitate to cut your limbs off." Feeling a bit frustrated my secret spot isn't so secret anymore wednesday sat down infront of me "don't worry, your secret is safe with me. Tho, I have to applaud you for finding this." She seemed to be being ... nice, it was out of character for Wednesday. "Why are you being nice, and how did you find me?" "I sent thing to spy on you, find out what you have been doing, as there isn't much to do on campus and you constantly disappear for hours and randomly return." Glancing around the room wednesday took in everything, chuckling I couldn't help but say "you still didn't answer my question as to why you're being nice" Wednesday just seemed to glare at me, "you're different seven, you're not like the imbeciles that fill this school, why did you do it?"

Do what, this girl never gives context, "context to the question your asking would be lovely Addams" setting my book down to the side to show I'm interested in the conversation, "murdered your classmate, why?" I knew I couldn't avoid this question forever, but I figured I wouldn't need to answer it so soon. "I don't know really, for joy? He was a dick, I done the world a favour." Wednesdays eyes seemed to soften at my answer, a smile making its way to her lips, my breath audibly hitched at her new expression, one i and probably many others have never seen, "uh you said you sent thing to spy on me" somehow the air seems way thicker than it used to, "yes, not to invade privacy, but you intrigue me seven, the minute you walked through the door I could tell something was different about you." "Yeah I could say the same, for some reason my senses.. given I'm a cat.. have been terrible around you, though most would see you as a threat, I never seem to realise when you sneak up on me" I think this is the most we've spoken since I arrived here, "you didn't eat your breakfast this morning, here" wednesday reached into her bag and pulled out something wrapped in foil, handing it to me, "uh thank you? What is it? Your not poisoning me are you?" I spoke as wednesday closed her bag, "it's a waffle, and no, as much as I would love to poison someone I have not poisoned your food. Now eat"

Me and Wednesday sat in silence as I continued reading my book while taking occasional bites of my waffle, before a thought sprung to my mind "why are you doing this? Being nice I mean ? I haven't been kind to anyone, I'm a loner, I choose to be a loner, i prefer being in my own bubble, being alone is comforting." Wednesday just stared at me yet again before speaking, "I've been studying you, on the down low, your tattoos, why do you have them?"
"Idk I.. I just felt like getting them?" Wednesday seemed to pick up on this lie as she slouched back against the wall and lifted her head, "don't lie, you got them to cover scars, tho the one behind your ear isn't covering a scar, why?" How does she notice the littlest things, I sighed defeated, "I fought with my parents alot, my father he was quite... irrational and occasionally well quite lot we would get into physical fights, my mother would always take his side which always fuelled his ego, I guess he found pleasure in beating on his own child" for some reason I couldn't stop myself from spilling, my eyes went wide and I slapped a hand over my mouth realising what I had just done, I don't open up to people, so why am I opening up to wednesday??

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A/N
finally, a Wednesday x seven interaction, I don't want to rush anything happening, but I have my next idea in mind, also there will be a few time skips, as I don't want everything happening so close together