PTSD

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*TW SH and MATURE*

Wednesday's POV-

"Enid Enid wake up come on baby please breathe" i apply a cold rag to her face as she lays on the bed she is sweating contiguously god i don"t understand whats happening i watch her jolt up 

"Wednesday NO!!" i grab her hand and she looks frantic

"Enid hey breathe its me come on i'm here" she meets her eyes with mine and lunges at me hugging me

"What happened are you ok" she doesn't say a word and its scaring me

"let me get in the shower ok" i nod allowing her to move

i get up to get some water but by the time i'm back i already hear the water running as worried as i am i wont pry so i grab my book and start reading

Enid's POV-

god it hurts to breathe i just need to stay calm but sitting there watching Wednesday look so lifeless while her dad was...i just couldn't move it was like i was there with her through it she didn't fight back WHY DIDN'T SHE FIGHT BACK i place 3 new cut's over my skin not knowing how or why that just happened but i need to keep myself together i owe her that much as i gather my things to get dressed i get a bad sense that somethings off i put on some underwear and the smaller girls jacket as i step out of the bathroom i'm full of rage Wednesday is under the waiter as he is hovering over her and i see it just as she looked in the vision lifeless she looks like she can't move like she is frozen in time before i could think anymore i find myself holding the boy in the air by his throat i watch as he loses oxygen and i slam his head against the dresser he passes out and i drop him turning to the raven who is still frozen in place with nothing but fear on her face 

"Wens hey talk to me" i'm snapping in her face trying to get her attention she just lays there

god what the actual fuck is happening i turn back to the boy laying on the ground and drag him to the door throwing him out onto the concrete slab and slamming the door shut i walk back to the girl in bed and her eyes stay still

"please talk to me love" i watch as a single tear drop falls from her eyes i reach my hand to her shoulder and she latches on to my wrist i whisper to her in a calming voice

"just close your eyes Wednesday its going to be ok i have you" she does as told and i pull the covers over her i don't dare ask her anything but i crawl beside her

as i put myself into a comfortable position i can sense her tense up at my touch i should go rip his head off but it will do me no good in jail while she is home with her family 

"Wens i'm not gonna hurt you...i can go sleep on the carpet if you like" she nods and i feel a part of me die, why did this have to be this way or maybe its something else

i get up and lay on the carpet with a beanbag and a comforter i cant sleep so i just lay there for 3 hours listening to the smaller girls cries in her sleep its killing me to know she has kept this in for so long and even more that she went through it alone i sit straight up hearing her scream louder than i knew was possible i rush to her and she is fighting me as i try calming her down i may have a bruise or two but i will be fine i lay her back as she settles down before i could walk away she grabs my wrist

"don't leave me" her voice sounds almost broken

"i wont baby i'm right here" i sit on the bed she turns to the wall and i rub her back until she falls asleep

 at this point i know i will not end up getting any sleep so i just sit there seconds turn into minutes which turned into hours i just watched her sleep i wont touch her knowing it will send her into a panic rage so i position myself against the wall while sitting up beside the sleeping raven we stay like this until the sun comes up i decide to let her sleep in since we don't leave until tomorrow due to certain events but i can feel something in me telling me we shouldn't go but i wont make that choice for her just stand beside whatever decision she makes, i can feel her stir around but when she feels me beside her she stops in her tracks her breathing quickens and i brake her panic letting her know its safe

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