Of Woes and Shadows (Wednesday x reader)

Chapter 37: Powerplays

What's this?!?! TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE DAY!?

Wednesday's pov:

It's been a while since Wednesday wanted to bash her head till her brain was nothing but mush. The last time she felt such away was before the school dance when she couldn't get your stupid smile and charm out of her head. Ironically, it was once again romance tempting her to destroy herself in such a brutal way thanks to her parents getting handsy with each other. If it weren't for the bars between them, she swore they would be in the process of making her a new sibling.

"I know Jackels with more restraint than you two," she states, glaring at the wall on the other side of the room. The phone sat their mocking her. Telling her that she wouldn't be able to call you to get her out of this prison her parent's lovesickness. Lightly smacking her head on the cold metal she turns to face her parents. "Neither one of you is strong enough to serve hard time."

"But you are?" says a seductive voice. Snapping her head behind she sees a magenta-haired woman with yellow eyes sitting on the chair behind the desk. Her feet was casually on the desk as if she owned the whole world. Her smirk revealed sharp fangs.

"Great, one of the Earl's little toy soldiers. Here to see me ask for salvation to your owner?" she glares at the woman. The woman's smirk widens as she gets up and struts as if she's on the catwalk with her hands in her leather jacket's pockets.

"Toy soldier? Oh no sweetie, I'm the player moving them to fight and kill each other for mine and those I love's entertainment. If anything, you would be the pet for here you are trapped in a little cage dying to get out. You aren't killing yourself to get but you will be soon." She wraps her slim well-manicured. Wednesday felt something below her shift her closer to the bars as the lights flickered a bit. "If it weren't for my precious little Earl I wouldn't just leave you here but bury you alive."

Wednesday tilted her head at the sharp-boned woman. She was beautiful and cunning with an elegant dash of wickedness within her eyes. But a wickedness that looked familiar along with her voice. Where have I seen you?

"Why is the Vampiric Earl helping us?" asks her father, grabbing her mother protectively.

"My name is Evelynn sir. It seems that the Earl has found some things amiss with this case. Having such a heart of gold and a heavy sense of justice she wishes to help you. But also, your wife's sorrows moved her earlier today." She says respectfully as if she wasn't just imagining Wednesday's death.

Without another word, she took out a phone and began to dial someone. Soon your voice ranged. It took everything in Wednesday's body not to lash out and grab the phone to ask you to investigate the finger she had stolen from Garret's grave. Luckily she didn't have to wait long for the phone to be thrown at her with your serious face.

"What do you want me to do?" A smile tries to tug its way onto her face as her heart reaches through her bone cage to grab you through the screen. You knew her so well.

Pulling out the handkerchief hidden within her jacket she reveals a blueish-greenish corpse finger. You murmur something about how Normie officers suck at patting down people. Her parents look at her in shock while Evelynn just hmps and goes back to sit at the desk. "I borrowed it from Garret. He died of nightshade poisoning."

She then went on to explain how she knew it was nightshade poisoning. The entire time she felt heart eyes on her along with worry's gaze coming from the facetime.

"Which means Garret was dying"

"Before you stabbed him."

"You look more ravishing as an innocent woman," her father says before his lips are sealed by her mothers. Once again entangling themselves with each other.