Enid's New Dress

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Enid rushed to her side and taking the goth girls hand into her own she started to apply so much pressure Wednesday almost thought her hand would be fine dust before the werewolf would think to ease up.

A painful twinge made its way up Wednesdays arm as it finally made it way through the news that Enid was happy about Alan whatever liking her. What kind of person even was this Al? Could he provide and take care of Enid properly? Or as was more likely, was he useless.

Swaying slightly Wednesday got up from where she had previously been sitting, ignoring her roommates following pleas asking her to just sit down and let herself be cared for. As if she would let that happen. Mere steps later and the goth girl was fed up, turning slightly and grabbing the werewolfs chin in her bloody hand, forcing her to look into her eyes she commanded "Stop your whining, it is only a scratch."

"But scratches hurt," the girl reasoned ending in a whispered, "Please don't make me leave you alone and in pain." Breath shuddering Wednesday simply dropped her hand and walked off, leaving the blonde standing all alone in the middle of their room.

And as the door to the bathroom shut and her blondes footsteps could be heard walking away, Wednesday looked curiously down at the cold, bright red lines of blood rolling down her hand in perfect streaks of red.

As she watched the odd sight she wondered why her chest ached so much, it wasn't, at least it shouldn't have been so physically painful that Enid seemed so happy about that Ajod boy liking her. It shouldn't seem like her world was crumbling and her chest much too tight for breathing any sort of air.

Enid slowly brought her hand back up to her chin still in shock at the raven haired girls departure that she almost missed her chin entirely heading for her eye but caught herself at the last second bringing it back down to wipe at what was rapidly drying only to be surprised when it came off as red and as easily as when it had been in its precious owners hand.

It had only been a week since that wretched boy had disturbed Wednesdays somewhat interesting life and she had already decided how and were to dump the body. The only way that it could get any worse would be if her mother found out about this uncomfortable situation and decided that her 'help' would be needed and impose herself on Wednesdays last bit of sanity. At least what sanity was left to be had after dealing with Enids giggles of delight all night long over said Aja boy. In the goths opinion 'Girl Talk' was truly a blight on this forsaken earth, especially when it kept her from her schedule. An unscheduled Wednesday was an unhappy day for the rest of the school.

Lately the school and it's inhabitants had been very unhappy which made life slightly more satisfactory for the unscheduled goth. Whoever said you couldn't derive pleasure from the small things? It was plenty pleasure full to watch them all cower. Weaklings.