I'm In love with my teacher~Wenclair.

~Fifty-Five~

Wednesday's POV:

"Enid, I-i think she's dead." I cried out, falling to my knees in front of her. 

"Wednesday..." Yoko softly said, as Enid placed her hand over her mouth. Walking away from me.

"No Yoko, I do not need one of your fucking pep talks right now." I stated in between sobs. 

"This can't be happening," Enid cried, as warm tears slipped down her cheeks. 

"Listen to me! Both of you!" Yoko yelled, catching both of our attentions. "You two need to pull it together, like now. Get in the fucking car so I can drive you to the hospital, because I am not  going to let Evelyn wake up and her parents not be there." 

"That is even if she does wake up," Enid muttered, while sniffling and walking over to me. Reaching her hand out, pulling me off the ground. 

"Quit! She will wake up, and everything will be okay. Now please get in the god damn car." she said, unlocking her car. 
I slowly nodded, no bothering to argue with her anymore. I dragged Enid along with me, still hearing her quite sobs behind me. I helped her into the car, before being pulled back by Yoko.

"I'm so sorry, This- this is all my fault. I should have known, I mean when she decided to keep her mom's old phone after she died and how whenever I talked about you she got annoyed. There were so many signs and I just...ignored them." 

"It's fine Yoko, I'm not going to kill you. But Divina, I may kill." 

"If she's not already dead." 

"She better wish she is." I muttered, stepping into the back seat of the car and slamming the door. 

"Wednesday...W-what are we going to do if she doesn't make it?" Enid asked, tears threatening to spill from her eyes again.

"Let's not think about that, Okay?" I answered, while using my thumb to wipe the tears from her cheeks. 

"Do you think she's going to be okay? I know you said you think she's dead, but... is t-there a chance?" she questioned, while grabbing my hand from my lap. 

"There is a chance, but it's very...low. Think of it like this though. Your chance of surviving was slim to none, but here you are. Better than ever." 

"I guess you're right." I nodded, making eye contact with Yoko in the rear view mirror. She knows I'm lying, but it's better than having a mentally unstable Enid, and a dead daughter, and a near dead best friend. 

"How much longer Yoko?" 

"A minute or two, I'm going as fast as I can." I can tell she's upset about Divina, and I can't blame her. That's her wife. But at the same time she just needs to let it go. Divina clearly doesn't care to much about any of us if she went off and did that. 
We pulled into the hospital, Enid and I practically jumping out of the car. 

"My name is Wednesday Addams, and uhm I'm the mother of Evelyn Addams. She was brought in by ambulance, she was kidnapped and poisoned with chloroform. I need you to tell me where she is," I rushed, clearly overwhelming the front desk person. 

"Okay, does your daughter have long brown hair brown eyes and about 3 feet tall." 

"Y-yes that's her." Enid said this time.

"She's in a breathing treatment right now, room 236. They said she has a pulse, but it's weak. Forewarning, she looks...not the best." 

"S-she's alive?" Enid asked, crying again. 

"Barely, I suggest you go see her now while you still can." I nodded, as I grabbed a hold of Enid's hand. Walking over to the nearest elevator. 

"Did you hear that!?" Enid exclaimed, "She's alive Wednesday, Our baby is fucking alive." 

"Well she is an Addams, and her mom is a werewolf so I think it's safe to say she gets it honestly." I softly answered, with a reassuring smile. 
The elevator stopped, and we walked- more like ran to her hospital room. Making it there right as the doctors were walking out of the room....perfect. 

"Hi, I'm her mom, is there anything I should be aware of?" Enid asked, while wringing her hands together. 

"She's not conscious yet, but she is alive. Your little girl is a fighter, that's for sure." Enid nodded, while smiling. 

"Yes, yes she is."

Sorry for the short chapters! I'm trying to break it up in bits and pieces so it's not super unbearably long.