Wednesday's pov:
"What. Do. You. Remember?" her question comes out as a growling threat rather than a courteous question full of concern and fear. Her anger towards herself for hurting you was pointed at you rather than stabbing her mind for thinking she didn't actually hurt you that day.
"Your voice- sometimes but it was hard to tell what was a memory and what was at the moment- wait, why?" You grip her hand tighter. Her blood was now oozing down your arm.
"None of your concern." Anger had now taken the reins of the strings around her body
Forcing her to pull herself from you. Each pew she passes, her pace quickens.
"You're hiding something." Against her better judgment, she stops herself. "What is it?"
Your father might be pulling the strings. Your father could be involved in framing your brother. Evelynn could be working with your father. You may become your father's and Evelynn's puppet once you're crowned Queen. "It's nothing."
You mumble fine and get up, dusting yourself. Glancing over her shoulder, she sees you standing taller, unlike earlier in the day when you were slouching and almost collapsing. "But it seems you, too, are hiding something from me."
You scoff and say something she didn't catch, for a bump in your pocket caught her eye. A bit of white was peaking out. Before she knew it, she had her clean hand diving into it and pulling out a bloody hankie. The blood was already quite dry, clearly not from the bloody moment you both had.
Memories of you coughing up blood for overusing your contracts and powers at the same time trickle down on her, along with the visual clues of the day. You were killing yourself for the greater good again.
"Yet another vow you break."
"Evidence that I'm weak." You roll your eyes and push past her.
Stop calling yourself that, Wednesday thinks as she remembers you stumbling your way through the woods as your soul eroded the first time you both bumped into Tyler's hyde form in the burnt meeting house. How you were determined to protect her.
"For your safety, just stay away from me- please start hating me!" The image of you getting shot over and over again by your own gun shot her at point blank.
You would be safer away from me. But much safer away from that demon. "Since when did I ever take the safer route?"
She marches over to you. Blocking your path. Her heart felt like it was about to tear out of her chest. "Y/N."
Your eyes widen at the mention of your name. Wednesday restrains herself from smiling- she had you again. "Like it or not, I'm crucial to this crisis. I killed Crackstone- you need me to help you stop this war. And I need you to cover me. Push me away all you want. I'll keep coming back."
"You may trick yourself to think that what we had, however short and bitter it was, is over, but deep down you still want it."
She gets on her tiptoes and lets her lips linger close to yours. Your breath was intoxicating like always. The blood on your face only made you look more ravishing. "And even if that parasite or your father threatens me or this world is plagued with death and destruction that won't be enough to tear me away from you. I'll always be haunting you."
Her lips barley ghosts yours. You swallow deeply and advert your eyes from her. "If you truly want to end this courtship do what that pilgrim failed to do- kill me."
Your eyes widen. With that she walks away, this time slower. Hoping you'll run after her like you used to.
"Wednesday!" She stops. Her heart in her throat. "One of my men will reach out to you about the plan to defuse this war. They'll be our liaison."
YOU ARE READING
Of Woes and Shadows (Wednesday x reader)
Vampirey/n returns to Nevermore after being away for a while due to doing her duties as Earl of the Vampire court. However, upon her arrival, she receives news that the monster cases she was investigating had escalated even more during her absence. But als...
