Maybe I like you// wenclair

Fourteen// a sleepless night

(Authors Note: This story is getting a lot of updates this week, I've been sick and not able to go to classes so I have nothing better to do. Also this story will have to do with the character's sexuality and mental health in ways that are def not canon)

Wednesday POV:
I sat in Enid's room as she used the bathroom, she was taking a long time, very annoying. She was making my stay here, she may as well intertain me. I get why she did it I guess, if she cut herself I wouldn't let her just leave either. A part of me thinks it's really sweet that she cares enough to want me to be well, but on the other hand I hate having to be vulnerable, I avoid it.

I look down to peer at the bandage on my hand, the stitches were done remarkably but the bandage was messy, I didn't expect it to be so good, how much practice could she practically have

I finally heard the shower the off and I figured it was a good time to go and brush my teeth. I opened the door up and saw Enid wearing nothing but her pj shorts and a sports bra, she was surprisingly strong and I felt myself staring at her, my face warmed up and I could feel my face turn red. I slammed the door shut walked to the other side of the room

"sorry Enid, I didn't mean to"

I sat down on and put my head in my hands, why do I feel like this, why is my heartbeat speeding up. Why do I think she's pretty and like her but can't bring myself to kiss her. Why am I like this, I've seen what love is like from my parents, will I truly never have that. I quickly realized the situation I felt embarrassed again and waited for Enid's reply

"Uh-it's fine Wens" she sounded flustered

I sat on Enid's bed and tried to figure out a way to fix me, I needed to talk to someone who would know about it but it couldn't be Enid. I sighed, this can wait for later

I quickly threw a big flannel on, I didn't want Enid to have to have to see the bandages on my arms

Enid's POV:
I walked out of the bathroom after staying there for long enough that I hoped Wednesday would be asleep. I felt so embarrassed, why did she look so flustered, did I make her uncomfortable, I know she doesn't like me like that so why was she so embarrassed

As I crept out of the room I saw Wednesday laying on my bed passed out, I gently pushed her over and got in bed next to her. I layed down and tucked myself u see the blanket

I honestly have never loved sleepovers. Back home I was never the most popular, I was made fun of for just about everything. One thing above most that I was always made fun of was for being gay, it's not like I was out or anything but since I had never had a boyfriend most people didn't need real proof, I guess they were right though. I tried to change that when I tryed to change that when I came to Nevermore by dating Ajax, that didn't last long.I think I always knew I was queer but was scared to come out, I still am but that's not the point. Because of this I was never invited to sleepovers, and the ones I was were painful. Of course when I spend the night people like Yoko, divina, ect they were chill but besides that it had always been awful

Sleepovers still remind me of a ton of ten year old girls laying on the floor in sleeping bags next to me, while I'm trying to pick a guy to say I have a crush on  as everyone goes around saying their crushes. I felt a similar feeling in this moment

I could see Wednesday curled up into a small ball, she normally sleeps what can only be described as mummy like but I think she's curled up to consume less space. I stared at her and carefully positioned myself in a way so I wouldn't touch her at all, I don't need her thinking I'm a creep along with having a crush on her. I stared at her as she breathed in and out. I stared at the way her hair looked down, this was a rare occurrence and I almost never saw her without braids.

I layed in bed and tried to go to bed but I couldn't. All I could think of was the fact that I was going to bed next to Wednesday, we'd done it once before but it was different, I didn't feel like this.

Hours passed and I just layed there, I watched as Wednesday started to move and grunt, I watched as she seemed to struggle. A nightmare a presume, around half a hour later she jolted up, I quickly slammed my head down against pillow and began to act asleep.

I could feel her turn around and look at me, carefully I could feel her reposition herself to be under the covers and my next to me, carefully I moved my arm to be put around her. I didn't feel her move but I also didn't feel her do anything else

"Enid, are you awake"

Her voice took me by shock

"Uh yeah, why"

"Nothing, I just wanted to know"