Wenclair

10) The note

Enid's POV:

It had been a few days since the attack and Wednesday still hadn't woken up. The doctors felt horrible and allowed me to stay. The only problem was that I hadn't left the room since I got here.

I had been receiving hospital food. It was tasteless and boring and disgusting, but I couldn't starve myself.

Overnight, Wednesday started having complications with her breathing. The machine started beeping rapidly and I woke up startled. Doctors rushed in as I panicked, scared I was about to lose her. But they connected her to a ventilator and she began to breathe normally.

I felt terrible. I felt like it was my fault she was in this situation.

"This is all my fault," I mumbled into my hands as I looked at the unconscious girl.

I had texted Yoko to come over for some company and she did. She was sitting in the chair next to me, reading a book.

At the sound of my voice, she lifted her eyes from the book to me. "What? No! No, this isn't your fault, Enid."

I shook my head in denial. "It is. If we never argued, she wouldn't have left and been attacked!" I exclaimed.

I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs until I couldn't anymore. I needed my Wednesday back.

Yoko fumbled over her words. "Is it your fault she was attacked?" she asked.

I shrugged my shoulders. "No."

"Okay, we're gonna find out who was behind this, okay? I promise," the vampire told me, patting my leg gently.

Her mouth opened to speak again, but her phone buzzed, cutting her off. She looked at it and sighed. "I have to go deal with something important."

"Xavier?" I questioned.

Yoko nodded. "Sorry, I'll see you later."

After she left the room, I sighed and glanced at Wednesday. Please just wake up...

My eyes drifted to the night table beside the bed and I saw a small black notebook on it. I hadn't noticed that before. I saw her bag leaning up against the table, so how come I didn't see the notebook?

I grabbed it and flipped to a random page, but it was empty. So, I went back a few pages before finally finding some writing.

I saw that it was a letter addressed to me. I took a deep breath and shifted my position. preparing myself to read.

Enid,

I am truly sorry for how I acted toward you. As you can tell, I am not an expert when it comes to emotions. I guess when I heard that you cheated, I freaked out because I never thought you'd do that. I should have never listened to Xavier. He's a scumbag who shouldn't even exist. I apologize for not believing you, yelling at you like that, and then leaving. It was wrong. I trust you a lot and I care about you. I really do, even if it doesn't seem like it. I never thought someone like you would like me.

I also never thought I would like someone like you, Sinclair. You brought something out from deep inside me that I always wanted to keep hidden from the world. You are one of a kind. When you said you loved me that one night, I didn't say it back. But not because I don't love you back, but because I don't know how to say it or even express it. Words are my specialty, they are really helping me out right now. But please be patient with me, my love, for I will say it when the time comes.

You are the good in my evil. You are the light in my darkness. You are the sun to my moon. I never thought I would find someone as amazing as you—I am entirely grateful I did. I found someone who will stay by my side at all times—a loyal partner. Again, Enid, I deeply apologize for my actions. I hope that someday we'll be unbreakable.

Sincerely, WA.

I was crying nonstop. The note she wrote me was so sweet—I loved it so much.

She even loved me back, just didn't know how to say it back. That was okay, I was patient.

I set the notebook down and looked at her face, wishing her eyes would open so I could gaze into them. Those void eyes of yours...

I'm so sorry, Wednesday. I love you so much.

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