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Wake Up

She was still. She was in disbelief. It hit her so hard to the point she gave up on her escape plan. A few days later she was informed the 3 men were fired and put in jail for 30 years. Though, not one bit of that made her feel better. People doing her Justice for her wouldn't make her feel any more okay.

This is going to get her distracted from her stalker, but she was going to kill those 3 men or ruin their life's worse then the way they ruined hers, at whatever means.

She only had a few more days in which she waited patiently without getting in trouble so she could get out as soon as possible. No one else knew about what had happened here and she planned to keep it that way.

     On the last day, she was gently escorted out of the hospital with a handmade goody bag from the nurses. Everyone who was being released had gotten one, in her case, she threw out the moment she was let out.

     Further days past in a haze, she barley remembered anything that had happened. Her mind was too shocked, her heart was too numb. She could feel more and more barriers being built inside of her. Her self hatred almost sky rockets every time she asks herself how she could let that happen.

She wasn't just sad, she was just angry, she was so, so, angry.

    
     As she made it home, her parents welcomed her with open arms, as if they've almost forgotten about her failed attempt and just pushed it aside. As they tried to hug her, she moved past them in a blink of an eye. They give her a confused look before looking at each other then back at her before speaking up. "Nevermore is opened if you would like to go back?" Morticia asks, trying to push the hurt out of her eyes.

     "Are you really asking? We both know you'd force me even if I said no." Wednesday states coldly as Morticia takes a deep breath while tilting her head slightly.

     "I'll go, but on one condition." Wednesday says as Morticia tilts her head up in question. "You forget everything you've seen and heard, from the past 30 days." Wednesday says. Her voice is new, it's dark as if there's a new person using it. The anger and fire that was raging inside of Wednesday, made her thoughts move swiftly and strong. Only now thinking about herself once again.

      Morticias eyes wonder down to the floor, there was a silent moment before she eventually looked back up at Wednesday and nodded. Now realizing that Wednesday doesn't want a mother, she just wants to be left alone.

     "Great, I'll get to packing then. Get the car ready Lurch." She demands as she walks up the stairs and into her room while pulling out her phone only to see 2 new notifications.

"16 texts from Enid Sinclair." "2 missed calls from Enid Sinclair."

She swipes up at the notifications that quickly bring her to the messages page.

Enid: you didn't have to do that for me     2 months ago

Enid: I meant standing up to my mom like that     2 months ago

Enid: I heard everything lol      2 months ago

Enid: hey are you there?     2 months ago

Enid: you'd better not be ghosting me lmao     2 months ago

Enid: hey are you okay?     1 months ago

Enid: OMG WEDNESDAY I HEARD WHAT HAPPENED ARE YOU OKAY?      3 weeks ago

you missed a call from Enid Sinclair.     3 weeks ago

Enid: Wednesday please pick up I'm actually fucking crying.     3 weeks ago

Enid: why would you do this omg     3 weeks ago

Enid: please.     3 weeks ago

Enid: why     3 weeks ago

Enid: why the fuck     3 weeks ago

Enid: why the fuck didn't you text me     3 weeks ago

Enid: why didn't you tell me you were struggling this much.     3 weeks ago

Enid: why don't you ever talk to me I could've helped you     3 weeks ago

You missed a call from Enid Sinclair.    3 weeks ago

Enid: why would you do this to me?     3 weeks ago

     As Wednesday reads on her mouth slowly drops to a frown as guilt fills her heart. 'How did she find out about this?' Was the one question that filled her mind. She didn't know weather to text back or to leave her on read.

     A few moments later her door barges opened as fingers patter on the wooden floor. Thing runs out from around her nightstand before frantically signing to her. 'Why did you never tell me anything? Why did you do this to yourself?'

     "It isn't your job to be my personally therapist." Wednesday states coldly while quickly putting her phone face down on her desk as she continues packing.

     'It's my job to keep you in line! So you don't get in trouble or do something like this! That was your parents strict order, therefore, MY. JOB.' He signs back as Wednesday ignores him, walking to her closet.

     Though she knew that simply walking away from the problem wasn't going to get Thing off her case, she couldn't possibly last any longer at how much affection and attention she was getting from her family now. It was sickening and she absolutely despised it. The more she saw it, the more angrier she became, she knew it wasn't their fault but if they continued on with it, she would surely lash out, it was getting to that point where it was bound to happen sooner or later.

     While she pulled out a suitcase from her closet, Thing made his way over to her once again. 'Please just let me help you' "I don't need help Thing. I told you, I'm fine." She says while picking clothes from out of her closet. 'You said you were fine a day before trying to kill yourself!' "I SAID IM FINE!" She yells back, quickly shutting him up.

     Thing watches her quickly pack her stuff, never once has he ever seen her like this. This unhinged or this agitated.

     A long pause filled the air as tension rose untill she zipped up her suitcase and brought it downstairs. Leaving Thing to watch her from afar, absolutely speechless.

AUTHORS NOTE
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gangsta gansta 🤑

I think I'm doing pretty good so far, I like how the stories coming out, you guys just need a bear w me cuz ima make it a whole lot better, I promise. 😫

Also I got summer school so the chapters might be slowing down a bit 😭

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