Wenclair

22) An incident

TW: Self-harm

Enid's POV:

I woke up in someone's arms. I snapped my head up, thinking it was Wednesday, but it was just Yoko. I assumed I must have fallen asleep in her arms while she was comforting me while I was crying.

I couldn't believe Wednesday.

"She couldn't have done it out of spite, Enid. Everyone swings when they're angry—most people don't intentionally try to hurt the other person. But she was just mad, and you probably annoyed her more and she acted out," Yoko had said yesterday, holding me as I sobbed in her arms.

"I still can't believe she did that. I didn't do anything—I was trying to comfort her!" I cried out.

"You gotta remember she always isolated herself from others. She's not used to this kind of treatment."

I pulled away from Yoko's arms and sat up with a yawn. Maybe I should forgive Wednesday. I wasn't sure yet.

I stood from the bed and walked into the bathroom. I was washing my face as someone knocked on the door. "Enid?" I heard Bianca say.

"Hold on! What is it?" I replied, turning my head to the side slightly to examine the cheek that was struck.

"I want to show you something," she called out, walking away from the door.

I huffed and exited the bathroom, noticing the siren by the door. "Follow me." She motioned before leaving the room.

I pursed my lips but followed her, wondering where I was being led to.

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Wednesday's POV:

I slapped Enid.

I fucking slapped Enid.

I couldn't believe I did that. Why the fuck did I do that? I acted out and hurt my girlfriend—the only person I cared about.

I dragged the knife across my wrist. I was hurting so deeply. I'd get on my knees and beg for cara mia to come back. I missed her so much. I fucking hated myself for doing what I did.

The blood warmed my arm as it trickled out. Why was I even doing this? It wasn't helping. I needed to apologize to Enid, even if it meant doing whatever it took.

I was already in the bathroom so I shakily stood up to wash the cuts. The blood kept coming out at a slow pace so I just wrapped my arm in gauze, hoping it would help.

As I exited the bathroom, my eyes drifted over to the webbed window—more specifically the middle of it where I was on the floor crying.

I needed to find Enid. So, I decided to check Yoko's room. She had to be there.

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Enid's POV:

"Stay in the chair," Bianca said, and I obeyed and sat down.

I had no idea where I was. I didn't remember anything—only following Bianca's instructions. Suddenly, I felt painful stings on different parts of my body, still not sure what was going on.