Mine. [WENCLAIR]

I see you, Enid Sinclair

Wednesday pov:
I make my way to my dorm and as soon as I open the door I'm greeted by a pair of arms pouncing on me.

It was Enid.

We both fell to the floor.
We stayed like that for a couple seconds before realizing that Enid was literally on top of me .

"Enid?"

"Yes wens?"

"Please get off."

"Oh- uh, I'm sorry" she said embarrassed, I could see the red rushing to her cheeks. She quickly got off.

Huh? Strange.

"It's okay." I said as I made my way over to my side of the room. I set my type writer down onto my desk and started folding my clothes into my wardrobe

"Well I was wondering if you wanted to hangout?" Enid said, clearly hurt that I didn't greet her.

"And do what?" I asked turning around, yet still folding my clothes.

"I-" she stuttered before screaming

"OWW SHI- FUCK!" she screamed wincing in pain desperately grabbing and clawing her back.

"ENID!" I rushed over, carrying her bridal style I sprinted over to my bed and threw her on it.

"Ow careful."

"Sorry."

"could you please stitch my back?"

With no hesitation I took Enids sweater off, leaving her in her bra, I quite literally flew to my drawer and fetched a first aid kit, I wiped the blood off, grabbed the needle and string and started to sow all of her cuts shut.

*6 minutes later*

"There. Is that better?" I asked

*Silence*

"Enid?"

She turned around with tears in her eyes.

Huh?

She slowly pointed to her stomach, thighs and arms.

Oh my god.
They were all covered in cuts, pretty deep.

"It's okay if you don't want to do it, I'll just go to the nurse's office."

She slowly got up, tears rushing down her face.

"No." I grabbed her hand, my heart racing, and pushed her back onto the bed.

"Why are you crying? Did it hurt when I stitched your back? I'll be gentle." I said as I picked up the needle and string again and tried to begin sowing the cuts on her arm.

"No, you did it perfectly." She said half smiling half crying

I'm so confused.

"Why are you crying? Does it hurt?"

"They're ugly."

"What?"

"They're ugly."

Oh.

"Enid you are perfect the way you are. What you did for me was very brave and I appreciate you for what you did, most people would've left me to die, the fact that you wolfed out for me is remarkable. You saved my life. I could never thankyou enough for that. Your scars are beautiful. To me, I see a beautiful woman that survived through countless battles."

"I see you, Enid Sinclair."

(455 words)