Hysteria|Wenclair

Woe...

I forgot to do this earlier so like ya
tw for:
-mentions of pedophilia
-spice behaviour
-Wednesday being unhinged
-my shit writing
ok enjoy

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Wednesday's POV:

Woah.

We kissed. We actually kissed. We kissed and I didn't even get a vision that revealed that Enid ended up being a phsycopathic serial killing monster. I also kissed Esme, but that's less exciting. Enid and I kissed. I don't think I've been this happy since my thirteenth birthday when Uncle Fester gifted me my very own electric chair. Before that, I always just borrowed my father's, so it was indeed a good day.

This, however, is immaculate. For the first time in my life, I feel like skipping around the place and humming a nursery rhyme and just having the biggest smile on my face because this is the happiest I've ever been and I'm so happy that I'm happy and-

"WEDNESDAY, ENID, GET UP!"

I shoot up to see Bianca and Lucas just finishing getting ready. Lucas is struggling with his shoes and Bianca is struggling with her tie. Bianca says,

"Why the hell are you two still asleep at this time."

Enid responds in a raspy voice (a voice that makes my smile even bigger)

"Calm down, it's like six in the morning."

"No, it's eight in the morning!"

Beat

We both shoot out of bed and into our designated bathrooms. I pick up my toothbrush and toothpaste to brush my teeth. When I start brushing my tongue, I'm reminded of Enid's tongue brushing my tongue and thank goodness I didn't moan aloud because I am almost positive that Bianca and lucas are still out there doing who knows what.

I then shower, but keep on thinking about Enid's hands on my body any time I touch a part of my body and I pretty much collapse on the shower floor.

"Wednesday? You okay? I heard a thud!"

I shout an incoherent "Yeah!" and finish off my shower. How am I going to get anything done today if I can hardly stand on my own two feet whilst thinking about Enid? Enid. She's so amazing, Enid. I wish I could-

"WEDNESDAY HURRY THE FUCK UP ENID'S ALREADY GETTING CHANGED!"

I wrap my wet hair tightly in a towel and walk to my closet to get changed. I'm putting my skirt on when I hear.

"ENID WHY ARE YOU PUTTING ON MAKEUP? NO ONE HAS TIME!"

When I finish with my uniform, I start braiding my hair and am reminded of my own hands in Enid's hair. I quite literally have to hold on to a nearby wall to stop myself from collapsing again. I'm really not going to get through today, am I? Just as I finish braiding my hair, I hear Lucas shout "Bye!" and a door slam and I decide to just sit down for a while. I just sit down and breathe a little and just...

*flashy back*

Her arms snake around my waist and my arms wrap around her neck almost instinctively as I find myself losing control of the moment. Our bodies press together and I can't help it. I breathe out a moan I had been holding in for a while. Then, everything gets all the more intense. My legs are weaker, my skin is more sensitive. Every caress, every kiss, every move causes me to further sink deeper, and deeper, and deeper into the moment. My hands make their way into Enid's impossibly soft hair, at this point I'm convinced that moans are just spilling out of my mouth. I can hear everything and nothing, but it doesn't matter. All I need right now is this moment, this intoxicating moment-