Enid's POV
I wanted to bolt out of the hospital and never look back, but my weak ass body has other plans. Seriously, I'm a werewolf—what is this shit? Frustrated, I flop back onto the bed, jam the stupid IV thingy back in my arm, close my eyes, and hope Wednesday doesn't come in here. Cuz if she does I might just wolf out.
Wednesday's POV
I have to speak to Enid. I don't want to harm her emotions any more than I already have, but avoiding her will only make things worse. Besides, if I don't address what she overheard, Xavier might grow suspicious. This is all for the greater good. She'll understand that once it's over.
Xavier nodded seemingly understandingly when I said I'd check on Enid, but I could see his curiosity spark. Perfect. I'm counting on him to follow me—this has to look believable. Time to draw on every ounce of "talent" I picked up from those torturous-not in a good way-childhood plays my mother put me through.
When I knock on the door and enter, Enid is lying in bed, her eyes tightly shut instead of falling heavy and closing naturally. It's obvious she's awake.
"Enid, I know you're awake," I say firmly.
She doesn't budge.
"Enid," I repeat.
"Go away, Wednesday!" she snaps, her voice shaking as much as my resolve.
"Enid, can you open your eyes? I'd like to talk to you."
"Then talk!" she yells. "But I don't want to look at a liar!"
Her words cut deeper than I expected, but I press on. "Enid, please. I didn't want to upset you anymore. That's why I said I believed your... nonsense."
Her head snaps up slightly, and I see a tear escape her still-closed eyes. Too harsh, perhaps.
"I'm sorry," I correct myself quickly, softening my tone. "That wasn't the right word. Mental health is very serious. I just meant the notion that Xavier did this... it's nonsensical."
It takes all my self-control to keep my voice steady and not betray the fact that I'm lying through my teeth. This charade needs to sell, and Xavier is nothing if not melodramatic. Still the words leave a bitter taste in my mouth.
Enid's POV
"Get out," I manage to say, my voice cracking. I can feel the tears threatening to slip out faster and tear my eyelids open. But I can't open my eyes—not yet—or I'll lose it completely. I can't look at her.
How could she lie like this? How could she betray me? If Wednesday doesn't trust me at all, how could she ever love me? Did she even mean it when she said she did? Or was that a lie too?...
Wednesday's POV
I listen and leave without protest once I believe my performance is sold. I know I upset Enid, I hate being the cause of it, but it's all for a purpose. Once this is over, she'll understand why I said what I said.
As I step out, I catch a glimpse of Xavier ducking behind a nearby vending machine. Predictable. He was eavesdropping, as I'd hoped. I allow my face to fall into what I hope looks like hurt as I walk past. Let him believe I didn't notice him.
Once I'm out of sight, a small smirk creeps onto my face. He's taking the bait.
Xavier's POV
Did... did it work? Mother's plan actually worked! Wednesday trusts me again! I need to tell her right away. She'll be so proud.
Unknown POV
The text from Xavier comes through: It worked!!
It worked? That's unacceptable. The plan wasn't supposed to succeed.
I hate getting my hands dirty, but I have no choice. A mother must protect her son.
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Wenclair/Romance & Mystery
Fanfiction✍️under editing✍️ just recently finished Wednesday, and Wenclair is my current obsession. just saying the canon ships are boring af. Anyway, this story will take place after S1 when they return to Nevermore. as the title suggests it will have some m...
