Chapter 23

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Wednesday POV

This is such torturous.

I would rather stab my eardrum than listen to my mother's words... and I think Principle Weems also feels the same as she awkwardly smiled at her jokes and stories when they were young.

This is wasting my writing time.

"Unfortunately, Wednesday's assimilation has been rocky at best. As you already know, she has a book about dark magic, which is against Nevermore's rules. She should have been kicked out, but the board gave her a chance since she didn't use it" I look at the blond woman, how can I tell her that her face not only makes me want to murder someone but also Merlin's favorite shirt is literally hanging on her cloth hanger at the corner of the room? My father may not notice but my mother properly did, she got paler a little. How could she not, that her gift for Merlin on her birthday last year. Wonder what she thinks?

"Because I refuse to embrace the culture of dishonesty and denial permeating this school" I step forward "Starting with the monster that killed Rowan, attacked May and put Eugene in the ICU. Although I do hear he's on the mend"

"We've always encouraged Wednesday to speak her mind. Sometimes her sharp tongue can cut deep" my father said.

"Apparently her therapist feels she hasn't been very open to the process. Their time together has not yielded the results we'd hoped"

"I'm not a lab rat" I snap.

"Dr. Kinbott and I have spoken, and we both agree it would be most beneficial for you all to attend a family session this weekend"

"Definitely not" I hiss.

"I thought that might be your reaction, but your parents can see the wisdom in it"

"Um, not to side with Wednesday, but, um, we're only here for the weekend" my mother said, clearly uncomfortable, her eyes kept darting between Merlin's shirt and the blond woman.

'Interesting'

"Oh, come on. What can it hurt? To be honest, I've always been a big fan of head-shrinking" for the second time in the day, I want him to shut up forever.

"It's not that kind of head-shrinking, mon chéri"

"Well, that is disappointing. But anything for our little girl"

Great. The therapy section is more like a torture section now, in a bad way.

Your POV

I sit with Marilyn at the Fang table, my mother took it too far when she insulted my mate. Marilyn got me some brownies, my favorite, to help me forget the argument earlier. If only my mother could be just as kind as her, everything would be perfect.

"Don't be mad at your mother, she just worried!" she held my hand under the table, it was pleasant and calming to have her warmth around.

I nod and continue eating my steak. Everyone was enjoying their meal when suddenly, Sheriff Galpin with other police came and arrested Mr. Addams. Yoko and I look at each other confused.

"Gomez Addams, you're under arrest for the murder of Garret Gates" he announced "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law"

I watch as they escort Wednesday's father out, his family can't do anything, they're all too confused and shocked. Mrs. Addams sat down, her tears fell down, Merlin who sat beside her carefully hugged her, patted her back and comforted her.

Larissa POV

This year Parent's Weekend is such a disaster!

There's not a day that this school goes by without any problem when an Addams is still in here.

30 years ago was that short-legs worm, now his daughter.

When will I have a good sleep and not be worried about those troublemakers again?

"Issa, may I come in?" there was a knock at the door.

Shit, why now?

This is the worst time possible to talk to that person!

"I'm busy at the moment" I shout "You can come back tomorrow"

At this hour, in this situation, refusing is the best option I have.

"I'm sure you can make some time for me!"

Morticia Addams, the name of the person I used to love the most combined with the last name of the person I hate the most. I cried myself to sleep so many times because of her. That woman outshined my glory and broke my heart. Her name has become a forbidden word to me. I despise her, I despise her everything.

"Mrs. Addams, I said I'm very busy at the moment. There are many papers waiting for me. Please understand and leave" I try my best to not sound rude, she may be not my best friend anymore, but she still is my student's mother, I have to keep it professional.

"Mrs. Addams? You know you can call me by my name or the nickname that you used to call me when we were Nevermore's students, right!" she came closer to me, she leaned over the table and looked down "Or you calling me that because there is someone else here?"

"There's no one here but us, Mrs. Addams!" I force a smile "I know you're here because of Mr. Addams. Unfortunately, I can't help you with that. You have your answer, please let me finish these papers and rest. We both have a bad day!"

She didn't back off, in fact, she kept staring at me, her expression shifted. Morticia came over, stood in front of me, she placed her hand on my face, moving slowly down my neck. If it wasn't because of her distressing eyes, I would slap her. When she decided that her boyfriend was more important than her best friend, I had no longer the person that loved her unconditionally, all the joy she had back then wasn't from me and I also don't want her to have any from me. There was no place for me in her black heart. She has fooled me before, I won't let her do it again.

"It's not about Gomez! It's about you, darling!"

"Then it must be nothing" I bitterly say.

"That Thornhill woman can't be trusted, darling! You must stay away from her!" she grabbed my shoulders, her wet eyes begging for my belief. But why should I care, she's Morticia, not a saint like Merlin. Why would she care about me?

"I don't know what your intention is, but I'm not a teenager anymore. I'm not going to fall for that!" I glare at her and throw her hand away "Leave. Now!"

"You must listen to me! That woman is going to kill you! I saw it in my vision!" the brunette raised her voice at me.

"Your vision is untrustable! You told me that I would have a loving man and here we are, you're happy with a family while I still bury myself in work!" I shout. Every single vision she had about me never happened. I didn't have a good husband. I didn't have lovely children. I couldn't even get my family's love. Everything she told me that I would have, none of them have come true.

"Issa, you have to believe me! I..."

Suddenly, the door wing opened.

Thank goodness, it's my lovely angel!

Merlin came in with a stray of tea and cookies in her hands, I come to her to take the stray and put it on the table.

"Um... hi aunty! Why are you here?"

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