Hysteria|Wenclair

The woe is real but the danger is not

Before I start this chapter, I would like to put a huge Tw for the following things:
-Emetophobic content
-Indication of PTSD episode
-suicidal thoughts/ideals
-Lucas being oblivious
-Bianca's POV

Enjoy this chapter;)
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Bianca's POV:

I can't find Wednesday anywhere.

Now I know she said that she was going to the Weathervane for lunch. I also know that she said she was going by herself. But I figured if she was going to do that, that she'd at least like a ride. So, I have Lucas parked outside Nevermore while he blows up my phone asking where I am whilst I run around Ophillia Hall looking for Wednesday's dorm. Why does her dorm have to be all the way on the top floor? It just makes things way harder than they have to be.

When I finally crawl my way to Wednesday's dorm, I'm about to knock on the door until I smell the most atrocious, sickening smell I've ever smelt in my entire life. I probably shouldn't go in there...

I open the door to see Wednesday crouched on the floor. Great, she threw up. I stifle a gag and walk up to Wednesday, noticing her uneven breathing.

"Wednesday? Are you-"

She hurls up yesterday's dinner before I can finish my sentence. It even gets on her skirt. I stop myself from retching and kneel down to help her. She starts to softly cry, though her red eyes and running mascara indicate that she's been doing a lot of that already. This girl needs a fucking exorcist for her PTSD at this point because this is just insane.

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I clean the remains of Wednesday's... spew off of the floor with the best disinfectant I could find. She sits on her bed with new clothes on and I've asked Weems for Wednesday to sit the rest of the day out. Normally, I'd be mad that she isn't going to today's fencing lesson but given that hurricane katrina projectiled from her mouth, I should probably try to be more sympathetic.

I look up to her, and I see her knees tucked up to her chest while she looks down. It's the same position I found her in earlier when she was asleep.

"You okay-"

"EW WHY DOES IT SMELL SO BAD IN HERE‽"

Lucas. When did he even get in here?

"Luke if you're going to be loud I can stay with Yoko and Divina for lunch."

"No no no sorry Bia!"

He closes the door quietly before walking up to me and placing a kiss on my temple. I then involuntarily smile because he makes my brain go ahahagdjdjdhsjsfu, I really hate him for it. He walks to Wednesday and sits on her bed.

"Soooo... I got you a quad on ice and some strawberries to wash it down."

She mutters a thank you and takes the food from Lucas. I put the mop to the side and crack open a window because the smell was threatening to dry out my siren song. I speak to Wednesday as I do this.

"Are you sure you want to be eating so soon? I mean, Nelson Mandela's entire origin story did just spill out of your mouth half an hour ago-"

"I'm fine."

"But are you?"

Silence

I walk over to Wednesday's bed and sit on it, knowing that she's about to say something.

"I saw Enid here earlier. I tried to talk to her about what happened yesterday-"

Lucas interrupts.

"What happened yesterday?"