Maybe I like you// wenclair

Thirteen// Second chance

Wednesday POV:
As I followed Enid back to her room I tugged the sleeves of my sweater down to cover my hands, making it so that the blood seeping through my sleeve was covered.

I have a million thoughts racing around in my mind, I thought that once I realized I was gay all the confusion would go away but I feel so odd, like I do like Enid, I want to be her girlfriend, but I don't want to kiss her. Is this my curse, am I doomed to never be able to experience true love and desire

I don't know how to explain this to Enid, I'm scared that If I do she'll make fun of me or other me, I know, me, scared, shocker

We walked in silence and I made sure to keep my distance, I don't know why Enid tried to kiss me but she probably hates me for not respirating it

When we got into the room Enid sat on her bad and I sat on the floor, making sure to stay at lease several feet away from her.

"Enid, before you say anything I just want to tell you that-" I started to try to put together something to say before she cut me off

"Listen Wednesday, this was just a big misunderstanding, I don't like you I swear, not like that. I think I was just having a hard time after the break up with Ajax, I just ask that you let us have a fresh start and make us just be normal"

I kinda stood there in shock, it hurt me a bit to hear Enid say she didn't like me, it's not like I thought she did but it still hurt. Is this really what she wants, have I fallen for someone out of my league

I just sorta nodded, "I can deal with that Enid"

She seemed to have a sadness in her eyes, this confused me, this is what she wanted

As I got up to leave I could feel my sleeve soak through and I could see Enid could tell

Enid POV:
My heart hung low in my chest as Wednesday agreed to going back to just friends, I knew she didn't like me like that but I guess I hoped that we would have a heartstopper moment or some shit and she would confess her love to me.

As Wednesday got up to leave I saw a blood splotch on her sleeve. Is she ok. I know I should try to take a step back and leave her alone but she can leave like this

"Wednesday wait" I yelled as she walked down the hall

She turned back and looked at me, she was grabbing her arm were the blood was

"Please,... stay"
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We awkwardly sat next to each other and I decided to ask the question

"Ok, here's the deal Wens, I saw your hand and you're going to show me what you sleeve is blood soaked, I know you probably feel uncomfortable around me but I need to make sure that you are ok"

Wednesday scotched back a bit and looked down, "fine" she said looking sways, "but promise you won't be mad"
SH TRIGGERS
"Oh Wens I could never, just show me"

She slowly pulled her hand out of her sleeve to reveal a big slit across her wrist, followed by more, blood was rapidly coming out of it and I started to panic

How long has this been going on, is she ok, does she want to end it

I felt my world fall in front of me, I should have known, I should have seen the signs. I have plenty of experience with this, growing up in a shitty family makes you open to that

She turned away and avoided eye contact

"I'm sorry Enid" Wednesdays voice seems empty as she spoke

I told her to sit still and got up to search my bag, I found a first aid kit and figured it was the best option

I walked over to her and told her I was going to patch the wound and sew it shut, she was apprehensive as first but she quickly agreed and she began to go pail from blood lost.

I dabbed her arms with alcohol wipes and started to grab  the stitches to close it and wrap it in gauze, I didn't know exactly what I was doing but I vaguely recalled my middle school health class. Wednesday's voice shaked as she slowly told me step my step what to do

I finished and she looked at her arm, I saw her eyes look dull and emotionless,

"Not the best technique, but I've seen worst" she said,

I gave a weak smile and nodded, "well I haven't bad must practice, the only person I've ever practiced on is my self" I laughed a bit but she just gave me a sad look

she started to go back to her room but I couldn't let that happen, what if she cut her self.. or worst

I grabbed her arm and she flinched in pain, i quickly let go and apologized

"I can't let you go, I won't be able to sleep I'm worried about you hurting yourself"

She tried to argue but I didn't let her, she wasn't getting away this time

"Wednesday I'm sorry but this isn't your choice to make, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you did anything. I know you must hate me and I don't blame you, I would to, but if you care for me at all, just stay"

"Fine Enid, I guess I'll just sleep on the floor, because that'll make me feel better" she scoffed, I could hear the coldest in her voice and it hurt, but I'd rather she hate me then hurt herself

"Oh no, you don't have to sleep on the floor you can sleep in the bed"
She has a point, I want to offer her to sleep in my bed with me but it would be awkward, especially after the kiss but before I could over think it Wednesday spoke up

"I guess I'll just have to sleep in bed with you" she didn't seem to see the weight to what she was saying but I wasn't about to reject it

Although now I have to deal with spending the night with her