Another Love, Another Woe || Wednesday Addams & Enid Sinclair

2: Woe Is The Loneliest Number

The following morning was buzzing at Nevermore, and Wanda wasn't sure what to think about all of it. Wednesday was currently waiting with Weems for the sheriff to show up as Wanda sat with the others in the quad. "A monster?" Divina asked incredulously after Bianca was finally able to fill them all in.

"Like come on," Yoko rolled her eyes. "At least say something believable."

"But Wednesday has no reason to lie," Enid tried to defend her.

"Maybe she just likes the attention," Bianca said with a smirk.

"Or maybe she just got confused with what she actually saw," Kent reasoned. "I mean, I think I see something crawling sometimes but there's nothing there when I look."

Ajax shook his shoulders excitedly. "Me too, man!"

Wanda rolled her eye. "We go to a school full of what normies call monsters, is it so hard to believe that she might've actually seen one."

"Sure, if she described a 'monster' that actually goes here," Bianca argued. "But bulging eyes and a hunched back is like no outcast that I've heard of."

"Right," Enid crossed her arms, "because you know every single outcast that exists."

Bianca glared at her and Wanda sighed as she looked away. She's with Enid on this. She doesn't see why Wednesday would lie and it's not like what she saw is impossible. But she does understand the disbelief her friends are feeling. She's finding it hard to believe too. A monster supposedly killed Rowan when they ran off into the woods. But then why not Wednesday? Why not everyone at the harvest festival just a hundred feet away? There were holes in the story that just didn't add up, but that doesn't automatically make Wednesday a liar. Maybe she should talk to her, get the story from herself.

And that's when she saw Wednesday walking through the school with Weems and the sheriff toward Weems office. "I'll be back." She got up and rushed after them without another word.

She lagged behind a bit to let them talk and listen in as they began going up the stairs and Wednesday said, "Well, your search party must have left their seeing eye dogs at home. I saw that monster kill Rowan right in front of me."

"Get a good look at this monster thing?" The sheriff asked her.

"It didn't stick around for a chat."

"Maybe it was one of your classmates."

They stepped between the next set of stairs, Weems turning back to him. "Sheriff, I find that question offensive."

"More like completely racist," Wanda mumbled as she stopped next to Wednesday who glanced at her but didn't say anything. "Why am I not surprised?"

"I don't care, 'cause I got three other dead bodies in the morgue," the sheriff argued. "Hikers just ripped apart in the woods."

"The mayor said those were bear attacks," Weems informed.

"Well, the mayor and I disagree on that."

"So you automatically assume a Nevermore student is the murderer, even though there's no evidence a crime was even committed."

Wanda leaned back a little and cupped her right hand around her mouth. "Preach, Weems!"

"I'm sorry. I forgot, you only teach the good outcasts here, right?" He pointed to Wanda. "According to Lucas and his friends, she has attacked them with some weird magic stuff twice now."

Weems glanced at Wanda curiously, not knowing she has magic while Wanda scoffed. "I didn't do shit! But maybe tell those assholes not to attack others, how about that? You act like all outcasts are bad and yet it's the normies who only ever seem to hurt us. And yet you let them right off the hook just like you did with your son. Because fuck anyone who's different, right?"