Am i making you feel sick?

Y/n stared at Wednesday's Nevermore luggage, as she grabbed the black envelopes, smiling at them, she knew from the beginning it was Wednesday who she was writing and the fact that she kept her letter made her tummy fill with stars

"What are you doing?" Wednesday questioned , they were currently moving Y/n's thing in her room, Wednesday had divided each drawer for her loved one, she had many empty so that wasn't really an issue

"Did you ever find out who your letter buddy is?" Y/n asked with a from trying to hide her smile

Wednesday shook her head 'No' "What did you think about them?" Wednesday processed the question

" The person is irrelevant to me, they were questioning me a lot and tried to see how i thought" She answered truthfully "Made me feel uneven "

Y/n tried to smile but covered it up quickly

"Did you know who you were writing to?" The goth girl asked, eyeing her girlfriend carefully who broke in to a smile nodding

"Right away actually" Y/n swooned falling on the bed "I had a crush on my letter buddy"  She said in a dreamy tone, Wednesday clenched her fist glaring at her "Who was it?" She asked almost with gritted teeth, she was going to disappear someone next semester

"Oh Wednesday, this person swooned me with words! Right away i was in the palm of their hands" Y/n said taking a deep breath shutting her eyes smiling, Wednesday almost had colour on her face of how Jealous she was feeling, she straddled the girl grabbing her arms with force glaring at her,Y/n could see the jealousy and murder intent in her eyes, others would be scared but Y/n

She loved it

Wednesday glared at her even more almost heart in her eyes

"Who is it?" She asked once more, Y/n's smile never leaving her face

"Hello,Black" Y/n said with sparkles in her eyes, Wednesday frowned a bit, realisation hitting her as her eyes widened

"Black isn't just a color; it's a state of mind, a reflection of my soul. It's the canvas on which I paint my dreams and nightmares alike. So, you see, black isn't just a color to me. It's a way of life.

I am the embodiment of black. "

Y/n said not taking her eyes off of her

"I wrote that" Wednesday said loosening her grip on her arms "I memorised it because i read it so much, once we met i knew right away it was you because you are the embodiment of black" She said,, letting go of her arms, She jumped once she felt Y/n squeeze her thighs

"So you knew all along we were writing partners ?" Y/n nodded sitting up, grabbing her by the thighs as Wednesday still straddled her, making sure she wouldn't fall

"Yes, i thought you would've figured it out too...since i'm related to the moon so that makes me white, the hair thing happening afterward of course  " Y/n said with a cheeky smile

"I guess...we were destined to be" Wednesday said softly, staring at the girl in front of her, God she hated her so much, she hated how Y/n's hand was under her dress caressing her thigh, she hated how much she was playing with her fingers with her other hand, she hated so much the loving look she was giving her

"Can I be yours? Just tell me I'm yours" Y/n whispered as she rested her forehead against hers

Wednesday didn't break eye contact
"You're mine, I made you an Addams, You'll be my wife, You're mine" She said in a possessive tone, God she felt sick, she felt like throwing up

"If I'm turning in your stomach and I'm making you feel sick, Am I making you feel sick Wednesday? "

Y/n whispered against her lips, she could feel Wednesday's lip against hers

"You make me feel sick Y/n, you turn in my stomach and make me feel sick" Wednesday finally confessed

"And i love it, how you torture me so well, mon cher, make me feel sick "

This was inspired on a song:

Strangers by Ethel Cain

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