Pride - Wenclair Part 1

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She thought he was gone. He- It. It was supposed to be gone. She saw Enid hurt him that night, she saw the sheriff shoot his only son. She saw him being taken away under heavy security. How could he have gotten away.

Wednesday's mind races one hand pressed against her bleeding cheek as she hurries up the stairs leading to Ophelia hall.
She prays to her ancestors that Enid was out with her friends as she swings the door open.

"Heyy pretty babe!"

Enid's cheery voice makes Wednesday roll her eyes as she turns away quickly, giving Enid her back

"I believe I've told you on multiple occasions not to call me that"

She says flatly as she puts her small black bag on her writing desk. She looks up and takes in a deep breath as she hears Enid's skipping feet coming towards her

"And I believe I've noticed a slight blush on your cheek on each of those occasions, thus I cannot help but think that you secretly like it"

Enid says her voice is sweet. Wednesday shakes her head and moves to her wardrobe, still not looking towards Enid

"I will be taking a shower now, if you don't mind"

Wednesday says, appearing slightly confused when Enid doesn't reply

"Where the fuck have you been Wednesday?"

Enid asks, her voice low and dangerous, Wednesday shrugs her shoulders, trying to play it off

"I'm sorry was I expected to give you a detailed schedule of my day?"

She says, she could feel Enid's gaze on the back of her head, she could feel the anger simmering in the other girl's stomach

"No you were expected to keep one fucking promise you made me"

Enid says her voice rises as she grabs Wednesday's jacket roughly and pulls, Wednesday doesn't stand a chance against Enid's strength and is spun around quicker than she thought possible. Her back hits the wardrobe, something drops from the top shelf as Enid pins her to the furniture

"So tell me why the fuck I can smell the Gates mansion all over you"

Enid's eyes shift to Wednesday wound, she shakes her head, tears stinging her eyes

"FUCKS' SAKE WEDNESDAY"

She shouts at her, punching the girl's chest, Wednesday remains still, her hands slightly elevated from her sides in shock. She gulps. Not knowing what to say

"You promised me"
Enid sniffles another punch landing in the girl's chest, this time weaker. Enid shoves the girl one last time before letting go of her, and turning around, not wanting to look at her

"I did not think he would be there, Enid- I"

"THAT DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER WEDNESDAY"

she yells turning around to face her, Wednesday's breath shortens, a blink, then two. She looks at the floor, ashamed to look Enid in her eyes, knowing what the blonde girl was going to say

"You promised me, you wouldn't go anywhere near that house WITHOUT ME! You promised you'd ask me and we'd go together. So I could fucking protect you if something was to happen. You know- LIKE THE FUCKING HYDE COMING BACK?! LOOK AT YOUR FUCKING FACE!"

Enid says her hand pointing to Wednesday's deep gash on the side of her face

"You're human! That's gonna take ages to heal Wednesday what the actual fuck where you thinking"

"I'm-"
Wednesday tries to apologize but is cut off by Enid's ranting

"Fuck I'm so stupid, I really thought you'd tell me. I really thought you'd fucking listen to me for once"

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