Inner Thoughts - Enoch O'Conner x reader

25. No????

Y/n pov

It's been a month since I was brought back to life. I never knew that I had died actually. I mostly felt like I was knocked out, which I was, permanently. Until I wasn't. I don't really understand that either.

My mom came back again to visit. She's been here for a few weeks and Millard spends most of his time with her in the library. Enoch barely takes his eyes off me anymore. He's afraid I'll die again and that me living was only temporary. Maybe this all had something to do with his peculiarity. I'm not so sure about how Victor and Horace are doing. Victor still is crying about me being dead and Horace is so over it.

The bird is still wearing a lot of black but there are some blue things that she wears. Claire and I have baked way too many cookies and Hugh and Fiona keep trying to steal the cookie dough to eat somewhere secret. When Enoch isn't around he's usually in the basement working on something. He won't tell me what it is and Claire and Bronwyn keep giggling whenever I question him.

I spend most of my time on the roof. Flying around to the beach after dark and flying back before the bird notices. I always think about how much Enoch and I are polar opposites. I click my head to the side and take a step off the roof. I stop in front of the second floor window. I put on my sunglasses and float my self so I'm horizontal. I put my hands behind my head and cross my feet. I drift around the garden for a while until I accidentally fall asleep.

Falling asleep while floating in mid air is not fun. I always end up looking like a floating corpse and it's really creepy. Enoch thinks it's hilarious. Don't tell him I said this but I think corpses make him horny. Every time Victor calls me zombie girl Enoch gets a boner. Don't ask how I know this I just do.

 "Y/n! Y/n! Wake up! Like now!" Emma was yelling my name.

 I opened my eyes and I was staring right at her she was about 6 inches from my face, "AAAAAH!" I screamed, startled at how close she was. I fell to the ground and landed on my stomach. I groaned as I got up. Emma picked me up and basically dragged me up the stairs and to my room. "Dude, what are you doing? What the hell-"

Horace put a finger over my lips, shushing me, "sh. We need to get you ready."

 "Ready? Ready for what?" I said confused and drowsy.

 Olive took my hands, "y/n, tonight is the night!"

 "What night? Birthday? Anniversary?"

 Millard shooed Olive out of the room. Emma, Millard, Victor and Horace all looked at me with their arms crossed. It was a very stressful next 45 minutes. When they were finished I was wearing this:

When I was finish they all gasped and let Olive back into the room. She squealed and clapped her hands. I got up and spun around. Millard hugged me, "you look wonderful."

 "Wonderful?" Victor said, " she looks amazing! She looks ravishing! Perfect for getting e-"

Horace out his hand over Victor's mouth, "don't say another word." Victor nodded and Horace wiped his hand on Victor's shirt. Victor just gave him a look.

Emma walked me to the door and put a blindfold over my face, "I hope you're ready!"

I would be ready if I knew what was going on.

Enoch pov

I feel very uncomfortable. I'm wearing a suit that Claire helped me pick out. The bird helped me fix it so it wasn't so...Claire, I guess. I'm not used to wearing ties, they make my neck itchy. Tonight is the night I ask y/n to marry me even though we technically can't because we're under aged, well, not me, I'm 118. I'm so nervous but I tried to hide it the best I could. Claire was standing next to me holding my hand in the garden, where we set up a table for a dinner date, whatever that means.

Claire was wearing her usual pink dress but it was more frilly and pink today. "Don't worry Noch-noch! I bet she'll say yes. I would!" Claire dropped my hand and hugged my waist. I smiled down at her and picked her up, holding her on my hip. Suddenly y/n walked blind folded into the garden. I almost dropped Claire when I saw her. She was as beautiful as the day we first met.

She took off the blind gold and started walking towards me. She stumbled with every step she took. She groaned and took off her heels. She threw them into the air and they floated over into Horace's hands. She walked over to Claire and I.

 "You look...better than usual. I've never seen you wear anything without a stain on it."

 "Wow, thanks," I reply sarcastically.

She just giggles and I put Claire down beside me. Claire runs off to somewhere and y/n sits down. I sit down at the table across from her. I try to start the conversation, "so, um, we're gonna have dinner and eat it here."

She nods very slowly, "you haven't been this awkward since I told you I was pregnant."

"Oh," was all I said. She just started laughing so hard that she almost fell out of her chair.

"You know what, I'm not that hungry. Can we go somewhere else?" She got up from her chair and started walking. I scrambled to get up and catchup to her. She was surprisingly a very fast walker. We walked all the way over to the beach. All the children secretly followed us without us noticing. When we arrived she took my hands, "now you can talk and ask things awkwardly."

 "Well," I said jittery. Oh god, now's the moment. I have to ask her, it's too late to backout. I'm fucked. "We met met 1 year ago today. One year since you trashed my roo m and bit into a sheep heart."

She covered her eyes with her hands, " oh God no. Don't remind me, I can still taste the formaldehyde."

"Well after everything we've been through-"

"I. Everything I have been through. I died twice, got cheated on and lost your baby."

 "Now isn't a good time to piss me off. Seriously, don't."

 "But it's the truth-"

I got down on one knee cutting her off, "y/n, will you marry me?"

Y/n pov

I was speechless. I want to say yes but I just couldn't. Something was stopping me. 'y/n just say yes', I thought. "No," I choked out. My eyes widened, fuck, did I just say no? "Um, I mean no. Not no I mean to say no. Nonononono. I mean not no. Um, I have to go." Tears start to run down my face as I fly to the roof of the home. Why can't I say yes? What is wrong with me?

Enoch pov

Did she say no? Why did she say no? I sigh and sit on the beach. I take off my jacket and tie, "FUCK," I scream in to the ocean. I sat there for about an hour then grab my shot and walk back to the home. When I got back I went straight into the basement. I started working on something until Claire knocked on the door. I didn't answer so she just walked in.

"Go away, Claire." She didn't move. I stood up and turned around to face her. I raised my voice, "Claire go away!"

She was scared and a tear ran down her face. She jumped and hugged me, pulling me to her height. I picked her up and say back down in my chair. I turned her around and put her on my lap. "You should be in bed. It's really late."

"But you were sad, " she looked up at me with her big eyes no one could resist.

I put a bit of clay in her hands, "one clay fight. Then go to bed."

She smiled and got to work. About 20 minutes later the fight began. I made sure Claire won so she wouldn't cry again.

After the fight, I cleaned up the big of clay mess and carried Claire up the stairs and to her room.