𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒔 || 𝑾𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄

Moving On

Wednesday's POV:

I knock on Divina's door lightly as I open it.

"Come in. Oh, hey Wednesday."

"How are you?" I ask, trying not to sound worried.

"I'm fine. How's Yoko?"

"Still in a coma. Enid and I spent the night to watch them."

Divina raises an eyebrow. "And?"

"There was no change. She didn't wake up."

"No. Not Yoko. Enid. How did it go with Enid?"

I look at her for a moment as I sit down. "That's none of your business."

"Um. Actually, it is. Yoko and I helped you this whole time, so I have a right to know."

I roll my eyes. "Nothing happened."

"Is she still mad at you?"

"I don't think so."

"Did she talk to you?"

"She tried."

"Nooo did you block her out? Wednesdayyyyyy. You have to talk to her if you want things to get better."

"Maybe things shouldn't change. I don't deserve her, and she deserves better than me."

"No. Nopity, nope, nope, nope. There is no one better for her. She loves you and you love her."

I sigh a little.

"So did you just ignore her the whole time?"

"No, I got her Starbucks and brought back her hoodie from the dorm."

"Aw. That's sweet."

"Don't call me sweet." I say warningly.

"Oh right, sorry. But seriously, you may not have messed things up yet. You can still fix it."

I nod and look around the room, in search of a way to get out of this conversation. "Where's Bianca?"

"He went back to the dorm. I knew she wouldn't seep well here, so I forced them to go home."

I nod. "What room are the boys in?"

"213 but they probably aren't up yet. You know them."

I check my watch. "True. It's okay, I'll see them later. I'm going to go back to Yoko's room. Do you need anything?"

"Nope but bring me updates. Ooo actually hand me that remote, I think they said there's Netflix on this T.V."

I hand it to her and nod goodbye before leaving. I head down the hall, back to Yoko's room, but I stop at the door. Enid is talking to somebody.

"But mom- please..." her voice cracks. "Mom..." She sighs. "Okay." She says through tears.

I hear her hang up and I knock on the door, peering around it. She lifts her head to look at me. Her eyes are filled with tears. She tries to wipe them away but they are spilling continuously.

"Hey, Wednesday." She sniffles. "Did you hear that?"

"Somewhat. Are you okay?"

She shrugs. "My mom just told me I can't come home for summer. Apparently, she found out that I like girls."

"I'm sorry." I think for a second. "You could stay at the Addams' house. My parents won't mind."

"No, I don't want to be a burden. I'll be fine at the dorms."