I'm In love with my teacher~Wenclair.

~Fourty-Six~

Wednesday's POV:

"Wednesday please!"

"No Enid," I huffed, while throwing our suitcase in the back of the car. 

"I didn't know he was going to do anything! I just wanted to make Kent comfortable. It's not my fault." She replied, before reaching for my hand. 

"No, but you invited him." I mumbled, while ripping my hand from hers. 

"I don't understand why you're mad at me." She said, as a few tears slipped down her cheeks. 

"Because you just let it happen Enid! You didn't say a word! I was clearly uncomfortable, and you did nothing but refuse to get your stuff so we could leave." I yelled, making her jump. I haven't yelled at her in a while...

"I-I'm sorry, baby. I really am, but please lets just talk. I don't like it when your angry with me." 

"Don't fucking 'baby' me Enid, the nicknames aren't going to change anything."

"Wends..." She mumbled, as she stopped me from shutting my car door. 

"Move Enid." 

"No," She started, "I want to know what happened when you went to the bathroom. What possibly could he have done to piss you off this bad?" 

"Just get in the car Enid." 

"I'm not moving until you tell me, so I suggest you get it over with now unless you don't want to be home until midnight."

"Enid..." 

TIME SKIP

"Hey Kent!" Enid exclaimed, while picking up her phone. 
"Uhm... Yeah sure, Xavier can come." she mumbled, as she glanced over at me. "Yeah, see you soon." She hung up the phone, and smiled at Eugene.

"Why the fuck would you invite Xavier?" 

"I don't know, he's friends with Kent. Why not?" She shrugged, " And besides, I thought you'd like to torture him a bit more."

"I suppose," I mumbled in response.

"Why do you guys hate Xavier so much?" Eugene asked, while messing with his napkin.

"He's had a 'crush' on Wednesday since she joined Nevermore, it's honestly pretty pathetic." Enid giggled, as she placed her hand on my knee. 

"What's pathetic?" Kent asked, while taking a seat next to Eugene.

"Nothing," she answered, as she glanced around the restaurant. 

"Where's Xavier?" I muttered, before softly jumping as a hand placed itself on my shoulder.

"I suggest you get your hand of my shoulder before I cut it off."

"Why so sour?" He joked, as he sat down next to me. 

"Why can't you sit on the other side?" I questioned, while scooting closer to Enid. 

"There's not enough space," He simply replied, while opening his menu.

"It's fine Wendy, it's just for a little." Enid mumbled, as she wrapped her arm around my waist. 

"I'm going to use the bathroom." I mumbled, before sliding over Enid's lap. 
I walked to the bathroom in a comfortable silence, that is.... until I heard his stupid voice.

"What the hell do you want Xavier?" I huffed, as I turned around.

 "You," He answered, before shoving me into the family restroom. 
I swung at him, but unfortunately only brushed across his chin. 

"Get the fuck off of me!" I yelled, muffled by the hand over my mouth. 

"Inside voice Addams." I felt his free hand snake up the side of my leg, as I tried to break free of his grip. 

"Xavier," I groaned, while slamming his head into the wall behind me. 

"Shit Wednesday, Stop fucking moving!" I kicked him in the shins, and slammed my head into his nose. "You're not getting away that easily." 

"Xavier, you do not want to do this. Just stop, you and I both know Enid will kill you. Just like she did to Ajax." I begged, now sobbing as he slammed me back against the wall. 

"You're pathetic, you know that? Using your werewolf wife against me? Where's the big and tough Wednesday Addams everyone talks about, huh?" He asked, pushing my jacket off my shoulders. 

"I am not pathetic, and that 'big, tough Addams' is still fucking here." I muttered, before grabbing the back of his head and slamming it into my knee. Breaking his nose. "And there she is dip shit." I grabbed my jacket off the floor, as I stormed out of the bathroom. Not even caring about my bleeding nose, and cut lip. 

"Wednesday? What happened to your lip?" 

"We're leaving," I answered, while grabbing Enid's purse.

"What?"

"Let's go Enid."

Present time

"Shit," She softly whispered, while leaning into the car door. 

"He attempted to rape me Enid, That's why I'm so pissed. Now can you get in the car so we can just go home already?"

"Y-yeah, sorry." she mumbled, while slowly closing my door. And walking over to her side to get in the car. "Are you sure you don't want me to drive?" She asked, as she reached out to grab my hand. Avoiding touching my leg. 

"It's fine, Enid. I'm fine."

"Okay...I just..."

"What?"

"I'm so sorry," She cried, while looking at her lap. 

"It's not your fault, Enid. Please stop crying." I said, while wiping the tears from under her eyes. 

"But is is, I never should of let Kent bring him. I-" 

"Enid!" I yelled, "Look at me, I'm fine. I'm not hurt, and nothing too extreme happened, everything's okay."

"But you are hurt, your lip is busted, and you flinch every time I touch you..."

"I'm fine, my lip will heal. And by tomorrow I'll be back to normal." 

"Are you sure?"

"Positive." 

"Okay," 

"Now let's go home, so we can see Evelyn and so you can call your dad and tell him we're home." 

"Alright."