I'm In love with my teacher~Wenclair.

~Fifty~

Wednesday's POV:

I woke up to Evelyn sprawled out between Enid and I, the only part of Enid touching me is her leg. Which is thrown over top of mine.

"Good morning, baby." Enid softly said, apparently noting my stirring. 

"Morning, Darling." 

"Do you think I could move her without waking her? She normally doesn't wake up for another hour from now, and I want to cuddle." 

"You can try, but I can't guarantee you'll make it too her room." I answered, before slowly turning to face her. 

"I'm gonna try." she mumbled, as she sat up. Placing her hands underneath Evie, and lifting her off of the bed. 

"I'll get the door," I said, while getting up off of the bed. 

"Thanks." I swung open the door to our room, catching sight of our clothes on the floor from last night. 
I watched as she walked down the hall, before walking over to pick up the clothes from the floor and place them in the dirty laundry bin. Just as I was walking back over to the bed Enid walked back in the room. 

"I did it!" she squealed, as she walked back over to the bed.

"If you keep on she's going to wake up because of how loud you are." 

"Whatever," she muttered, while playfully rolling her eyes and walking over to her closet.

"Enid I swear If you do not get back over here I'm going downstairs." she smiled, before walking over to me. Practically collapsing in my arms. 

"I love you," 

"I love you too," I replied, while drawing small circles on her back. 

"My dad's going to be here soon," she mumbled, catching my attention.

"That means we have to get up soon." 

"five more minutes," 

"I was going to suggest ten," 

"I'm totally fine with that." she answered, face still buried in my chest. 

Ring Ring Ring

"Who is it?" she groans, picking her head up. 
I reach over to her end table, grabbing her phone. Glancing at the screen, before throwing it down on the bed. 

"Your dad," 

"Answer it please," I huffed, while picking the phone back up and answering it. 

"Hello Hon, I think we're here." Her dad said, sounding a bit rushed.

"Uhm...give me just a second so I can brush my teeth and hair, then I'll be down." 

"Okay, I just need someone to open the gate." he said, sounding awfully tired. How pitiful

"I've got it," I muttered, as I slowly sat up. Being careful to not push Enid off.

"Great, uh t-thank you Wednesday," It's quite obvious he doesn't feel comfortable talking with me, and I don't blame him. The thought of killing him has crossed my mind on many occasions. 

"Don't mention it," I muttered, making Enid glare at me. 

"She'll be down soon dad, I'll see you in a second." 

"Okay dear," he replied, before hanging up. 

"Are you sure you want to? I can get it, I'm sure my brothers are going to bombard you with questions and I know you aren't very fou-"

"Enid." 

"Yes?" 

"I've got it," 

"How about we go down together? So once they're all in the house we can just come back up and get ready together." 

"Fine," I watched as she smiled, as she reached out to grab my hand. 

"let's go then," We walked down the stairs, hands still intertwined. I can tell Enid's more than a little excited to see her siblings again, but I can also tell she's nervous. She doesn't have very found memories with the oldest two. 

"Ready?" 

"I guess," I muttered, as I watched her press the button to open the gate. 

"I'm just going to tell you now that I suggest you breathe, and if you need a break please just walk away. They live up to the 'family of wolves' stereotype." she said, as she held both of my hands in front of her, " And... I don't think my dad has mentioned we have a kid, Actually, I don't even think he's told them that I'm married." 

"Well they're about to find out, because they're at the door." she softly sighed, before opening the door. 

"Enid!" exclaimed what I'm assuming is the eight year old, as he ran up to her. 

"Hey Jack, how are you?" Enid said, while awkwardly patting his head. 

"Good! I missed you so much, but mom told me I wasn't allowed to see you anymore." I watched as her expression dropped, but she quickly recovered. 

"Well I'm here now." 

"Hey sis," 

"Hello Oliver," she mumbled, before softly smiling. 

"Hello...gorgeous," Her oldest brother said, while making eye contact with me. Gross. 
Enid nervously laughed, as she walked over to me. "Is this your roommate?" 

"No Noah, she's my wife." 

"Shit, I'm so sorry." 

"I-it's fine," 

"I'm Noah," he mumbled, as he stuck out his hand for me to shake. 
I just glanced down at it, before opening my mouth to finally speak.

"I'm Wednesday," 

"Were you born on a Wednesday?" he joked, making Enid giggle.

"No, I was born on Friday the 13th. I'm named after my mother's favorite nursery rhyme." 

"Oh, Which one?" 

"Wednesday's child is full of woe." 

"What's woe mean?" Oliver asked, her 13 year old brother asked. 

"Great sorrow, or distress." Enid answered, as her arm made it way back around my waist. 

"Mama?" every head in the room turned to face the end of the staircase, where Evelyn was standing, "Who are they?" 

"Uhm, these are my brothers angel. Would you like to come say hi?" Enid asked, glancing over at her father. Who now had tears in his eyes. How dramatic. 

"Mhm," she hummed, before walking up to me. That's my signal she wants to be picked up. 

"That's Oliver, Noah, and Jack. Then that's my dad." Enid said, gaining Evie's attention back. 

"Are Auntie Yoko, and Divina gonna be here?" she asked, while turning back to me, messing with a strand of my hair. 

"Maybe, Why?" 

"They should meet your brothers too," She said, while smiling. 

"Yes, I guess they should."