Unexpected Love ✩ Wednesday Addams

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Sex dream

This story's about to take a dark turn. Usually I love dale turns. Like when the carousel brakes mysteriously failed at my eight birthday party. But not this one...

"How could you miss a dead body?" Wednesday hissed at Sheriff Galpin as she, Scarlett, Weems and him walked along side. Wednesday had come forward about with what happened to Rowan and Galpin had his officers on the case to search for Rowan's body. Wednesday had become more protective and a little bit possessive over Scarlett since she was attacked. Her pinkie was hooked with the vampire's as they walked side by side, Scarlett shoving her free hand in the pocket of the jacket she stole from Wednesday.

"'Cause it wasn't there." The sheriff argued. "No footprints, no blood, no sign of a struggle. Nothing, nada. My search party looked all night."

"Well, your search party must have left their seeing-eye dogs at home." Wednesday deadpanned back to the sheriff as Scarlett bit the inside of her cheek. She didn't remember much since she blacked out when Rowan slammed her full force into that tree. Perks of being a vampire though was her fast healing so she wasn't severely injured or anything like that. But that didn't stop Wednesday from being the overprotective person she was over the vampire. "I saw that monster kill Rowan right in front of me."

"Get a good look at this monster thing?" Sheriff asked as the four of them walked up the stairs in the halls of Nevermore.

"It didn't stick around for a chat."

"Sir, I blacked out when I was knocked into a tree but I believe Wednesday. If there's a monster, there was a monster." Scarlett intervened and Wednesday looked down at the ground as the smallest of smiles peaked on her face.

"Maybe it was one of your classmates." The sheriff suggested as he chose to ignore Scarlett's statement.

"Sheriff, I find that question offensive." Weems jumped in with a stern expression on her face as she stopped in her tracks, turning to the man.

"I don't care, 'cause I got three other dead bodies in the morgue." The sheriff snapped. "Hikers just ripped apart in the woods."

"The mayor said those were beat attacks." Weems pointed out.

"Well, the mayor and I disagree on that." The sheriff shook his head as he lowered his voice, looking at principal Weems. Scarlett ducked her head a little as she sensed some tension building up as she slightly cowered behind Wednesday, who stepped in front of her, her pinky still hooked with hers.

"So you automatically assume a Nevermore student is the murderer, even though there's no evidence a crime was even committed."

"I'm sorry. I forgot, you only teach the good outcasts here, right?" Sheriff said as Weems sighed. The four of them walked into Principal Weems office.

"My guess is Rowan ran away." The older woman suggested as her heels clicked against the ground while she walked over towards her desk. "State troopers have to put out an alert, and I've contacted his family, but they haven't heard from him either." She said as she looked at Wednesday. Wednesday tugged the sleeve of Scarlett's jacket to keep the curly haired girl with her at all times, which Scarlett had no problem with at all.

"Dead people are notoriously bad at returning calls." Wednesday blunted and Scarlett choked on her laugh when Weems gave her a warning look.

"What were you doing out in the woods, Miss Addams? You too, Bloodrose?" The sheriff asked as he grunted sitting down in one of the chairs on the other side of Weems desk.