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Relationship shift (3)

Wednesday's POV:

Everything about this position is..
Awkward?

Her arms wrapped around me and my head stays hidden in the crook of her neck.
My hands on her waist and my legs wrapped around hers.

I do not necessarily enjoy this...
But I know she does.

She saved my life that day.
She saved the whole school.

And now, she's crying in my arms about being a 'failure.'

I've never felt sympathy, in fact I never 'felt' in general.

So this is all.. new.
I don't have any opinions on it, but something about her warmth... about her scent, about her body I just-

I don't want to pull away.

"Enid." I whisper, pushing myself up.

She groans, "noo, come back.."

"Class is starting soon. Get yourself together."

She rubs her eyes, pulling her phone out of her pocket to check the time.

"Fine.." She pouts.

I get up from the bed, looking down at my hands then back at Enid.

She walks up to me, smiling.
"What's your first period again..?" She asks.

"We have no classes together." I remind her.

She sighs, "can't we ask Mrs wee-" She cuts herself off, the smile on her face quickly getting replaced with the look of remorse.
"Mr. Heath." She corrects herself.

"Enid.." I sigh, stepping closer to her.

"I'm sorry..." she sniffles.

"Quit blaming yourself."
"You're not at fault here."
"You're the hero in this situation."

"Can I hug you..?" She rubs her eyes.

I sigh, nodding my head.
She wraps her arms around my waist, crying into my shoulder.

Ever since the 'indecent' she tries so hard to pretend nothing happens.
But she slips up, she has her melt downs she's..
She's still Enid.
She's still traumatized.

And with this reaction towards the whole 'Hyde' fiasco, the chances of me telling her about the 'stalker' is lower then the chances Eugene has to get with her.

The only people I've told is Xavier, and he's about as helpful as thing.
Though I would never insult thing like that.

"I love you Wednesday..."
"So much.." She sniffles.
I sigh, just nodding my head in response.

She's been so sensitive since the start of the year, she's been telling me she loves me, trying to hug and hold me.
It's so.. irritating, but whenever I see her tears I..

I remember that night.
And honestly, I never got over it.

I almost died.

I almost died in Tyler's hands.
I almost died to a stab wound.
I almost died to a fight against an undead being.

Enid saved my life, and the worst part is I don't even know if I can trust her.

What if she's just pretending to be the
innocent, cute girl I know her as.

What if Xavier is just trying to play the 'good guy' to hurt me again.

I don't know.
I can't trust anyone's words.
They could all be twisted...
just to hurt me.

I don't know who I can trust,
who I can form relationships with I just..

I want to go back before this was a problem to me.
Before I let anyone in.
Before Nevermore.

It's not like I can just leave now, I've grown attached to Enid and Eugene.
I almost cried when Enid left the dorm,
I almost cried when Eugene was on the hospital bed.

I pull enid closer to me, taking deep breaths.
"Are you using a new perfume.?" I whisper.

She chuckles, "yeah, do you like it?"

"Mhm."

(582 words 😭)
(AHH THESE R SO SHORT I'M SORRY)
(Song- This is home, Cavetown)