I'm In love with my teacher~Wenclair.

~Six~

Wednesday's POV:

Unfortunately, Enid didn't let me do what I had in mind. But I guess she has valid reasons why I shouldn't, I mean I do still have that lawsuit on my file for pushing her down the stairs last year. It definitely wouldn't look like an accident if I ran her over with my car as well. 

"Whatcha thinking about, Wens?" Enid asked, as we walked to my car. Lunch break couldn't have come any sooner for the both of us. 

"Noelle's bones snapping when I run her over with my Mercedes." I answered

"Your still on that? She's barely done anything, Love, just get over it." She muttered the last part, her and I both know I don't get over things that easily. 

"If it concerns you that much I suppose I'll try and 'Get over it'" 

"Thank you." I opened her door, for her as she slid into the passenger seat of my car. I glanced over the parking lot to make sure no one was around us, before I leaned in and placed a delicate kiss on her lips. "What was that for?" she asked, when we pulled away.

"Am I not allowed to kiss you?" I asked, while leaning against her legs. (Enid is turned to the side of the car seat)

"You are, but that was a bit out of the blue." 

"Hmm," I hummed, as I stood up to close the car door. "Watch your feet." I said, before shutting the door, and walking over to my side of the car. We're planning on just going to the weathervane and getting food. I would much rather go somewhere nicer, but thanks to the board our lunch breaks are now only 25 minutes.

"When we get back to the dorms today, we should invite the girls over and watch some movies." Enid said, as she mindlessly scrolled through her phone. 

"If that's what you want, angel" 

"What movies should we watch?" she questioned, most likely thinking out loud. "We could watch a horror movie, but we have class tomorrow so I wanna be able to sleep. Ooh! We can the scream movies, I heard they aren't that scary. Just mostly killing and gore, but you'll be there. I'll just cover my face at those parts." she rambled. 

"The scream movies sound good, amore." I said, as I parked on the side of the road. Making sure Enid's side was facing the sidewalk, I don't need her getting hit by a car. 

"Okay," 

"Now let's go eat," 

"Thank God, I'm starving!" she exclaimed, when I pulled open her door. 
We walked into the Weathervane to be met with sheriff Galphin. I haven't seen him since that night....

"Addams, Sinclair, how are you two?" he asked, Enid bit her bottom lip as I could tell she was trying to find a way out of this conversation. 

"Fine, thank you." I muttered, I'm contemplating between correcting Sinclair to Addams or if I should just leave it. Maybe I should correct him, show him that I really could care less about his son.  "And we're both an Addams now." I said, after another moment of contemplating. 
Enid turned to face me, she looked annoyed. I know she wants to eat, and have time for us to sit and talk before we have to go back. 

"You can go order," I whispered to her, as Sheriff Galphin stood there still flabbergasted. She nodded her head, and walked to the counter. And I turned back to face the man In front of me. 

"Y-your married?" he asked, a look of shock still very evident on his face.

"Yes." 

"Oh,"

"Is there a problem?"

"I-i just thought you and T-"

"Tyler and I were over when I found out he was using me, and that is the end of this discussion. I do not wish to speak of him again, so if you'll excuse me. I'll be going now." I answered, as I walked to go sit with Enid.

"Wednesday?" Enid said, once I was sat in front of her.

"Yes, amore?"

"I was just thinking, what if they let Tyler out? What do you think he would do?" she asked, as she bit the inside of her cheek. 
I took my hand off my lap and placed it over hers that was on the table. 

"Even if he does get let out, I won't let him within 5 yards of you and the school." 

"No offense, but how do you expect to do that if you couldn't stop him last time?" she asked, while flipping her palm up to interlock our hands. 

"I won't be stupid this time, last time I wasn't thinking straigh-" 

"Wednesday, you can't blame it all on yourself. You were stabbed for god's sake. Everyone needs help sometimes, and that doesn't make you weak. It makes you human, and you don't have to protect me love. I'm very capable of protecting myself." 

"Okay, I'm sorry." I'm not trying to start an argument between the two of us, and then have her be a whiny brat the rest of the day. It doesn't suit her, I like my bubbly Enid.

"It's fine Wendy." She mumbled, as our food got set in front of us. I guess now we eat.