Wenclair - Sweet and Sour

by K9ine3

Summary:

Enid Sinclair is a lycanthropy who believes everyone is equal in her eyes. Wednesday Addams is a psychic who hates everybody except for her own family. When Larissa Weems decides to change a rule that sparks a controversy between the Nevermore students, Wednesday's peace is met with a disturbance from her new, giddy roommate, who takes a liking to the weird Addams. How will Wednesday survive bunking with a werewolf she dislikes?

Chapter 1: Change of Rules

Third Person

Mythical creatures exist everywhere around the world. Mortals such as gorgons, sirens, vampires, and werewolves have grown in population. Individuals like psychics and shapeshifters are quite rare to meet. What's even more rare than a psychic and a shapeshifter is a beast called a Hyde. A mutated, dangerous being that is able to kill someone in a matter of seconds. Hence, why hydes are banned to enter or join Nevermore Academy.

Nevermore Academy is a school for outcasts that welcomes all students with or without abilities. It has hundreds of extraordinary students who take classes that can help discover more about their abilities. Anyone is able to make a friend. Except, it's hard to be friends with someone that's completely different from one another.

Many years ago, there was a tragic incident where a Nevermore student had been killed by another peer. The person who passed away was a werewolf and the other was a Hyde. Because of what occurred in the past, principals of the school have made a rule where all students in Nevermore are separated individually. Sirens stay with their own kind, vampires as well, and so on. That is until Larissa Weems, the principal of Nevermore, decided to change that specific rule.

"Welcome students of Nevermore Academy! I am gratefully excited and overjoyed to see every one of you gathered here today. I hope you all had a fun and fantastic summer break. I know I did. Now, I have two announcements to make before all of you receive your schedules. I'd like everyone to be prepared for what I'm about to announce," Principal Weems paused before she went any further.

Weems and the Nevermore students were huddled together in the quad. They arrived at the academy for student orientation. Everyone paid attention to what their principal had to say until they were taken back by the last sentence Larissa had stated. All the outcasts were looking around and at each other, looking for answers. Neither of them didn't expect anything big until Weems opened her mouth to speak again.

"My first announcement is that all students of Nevermore are no longer being divided from each other. In fact, all of you are able to eat, join clubs, participate in events and activities, and go to class together. This leads to my second announcement. Regarding the dormitories, our dorm moms and dads have assigned most of you to a different room. Those who had a dorm to themselves will no longer be alone as more students are joining us and need a room to settle in. To know whether you have changed rooms, it'll be displayed on your schedule with your new room number. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me or any of the teachers for help. Thank you for your attention, and I'll see you all soon."

Principal Weems pointed the microphone down and stepped away to answer questions or aid any students in need of help. After the announcements were dropped like bombs, everybody seemed either shocked, thrown off, or simply didn't care. No one didn't mind each other whenever they had the chance to get to know one another outside of the academy. They weren't scared that an incident decades ago would ever happen again during the present time. As a matter of fact, almost all of the students were okay with the idea of getting together as one big group of outcasts. Except for Wednesday Addams.

She hates everyone, not including her family. Wednesday actually enjoyed Nevermore because she had a dorm to herself with nobody to share it. She was also the only one with psychic powers along with other students who had rare powers or abilities that were combined together in classes, including a few normies. Not a single soul would bother Wednesday because of the lack of emotions and how frightful the psychic can be. There is one person that tolerates the emotionless woman, and that person is Tyler Galpin, a normie.

One thing that people can't seem to comprehend is the reality that Tyler and Wednesday are dating. They met each other from a class they had together. Galpin found the girl to be interesting and wanted to get to know her more. Wednesday hardly wanted the boy to even be near her. She threatened and used him as a way to get rid of Tyler, but he thought of it as love signals. Eventually, the normie took her out on a date and Wednesday gave in to his ways.

She told her parents she wouldn't fall in love and intended to keep it as that. Wednesday is still holding strong. She's not entirely in love with Tyler. They haven't kissed or held hands. The couple have gone on a few dates however there weren't a lot of physical affections. Wednesday is not fond of touches from anyone and wouldn't allow Tyler to even put an arm around her shoulders. She hoped Tyler would fall out of love because Wednesday doesn't display any emotions near him. Though, he hasn't.

"Looks like Principal Weems brought the original rules from the eighteenth century. What do you think about it?" Tyler asked his girlfriend as she was standing a foot next to him.

"It enrages me," Wednesday simply replied with a deadpan expression.

"Why is that?"

"The possibility of sharing a room with someone who annoys me and disturbs my peace will make me want to grab a pillow and suffocate whoever I'm bunking with while they are sleeping. I was perfectly fine being alone, but it appears Weems chose otherwise," Wednesday's eyes glared towards the principal who was busy chatting with a variety of students.

"Or maybe you won't get a roommate. It's a fifty-fifty chance," Tyler shrugged his shoulders as he was trying to cheer up the shorter girl.

"I doubt it."

"Well, you should get your schedule and find out if you are switching rooms. I need to grab mine and check out what classes I have. I'll catch you later, yeah?" Tyler gave Addams radiant eyes that would make any girl fall head over heels for him, but it had no effect to the psychic.

"That is if I'm not in jail for murdering my roommate, if I have any," Wednesday glanced at Tyler for a few seconds before turning her back to him and walked away without a word.

As Wednesday was looking for a particular table that has a sign with the first letter of her last name, she made sure to search for a pathway where there aren't a huge group of people standing together. If someone were to bump into Wednesday, she would not hesitate to drop kick them. She'll need to focus on her surroundings now that everybody will be in each other's personal space.

Why didn't Principal Weems wait a little longer to change the rules until I have graduated from this monstrosity of a school? Wednesday asked herself as she rolled her eyes.

The Addams found the table she needed to go to. There weren't a lot of students barricading the area, so Wednesday took the chance to speed over to receive her classes. On the way there, she observed some of the newer outcasts to figure out what type of mythical creature they may be. Those wearing blackout glasses are vampires. They are immune to the sun but need glasses to protect their eyes. Anyone wearing a beanie is known as a gorgons. The beanie is used to hide their snake-like-hair to prevent somebody from turning into stones.

Sirens are a little difficult to tell apart. The only way to know if someone is a siren is by touching water. Water helps them transform into a siren along with growing scales, a mermaid tail, and claws. Werewolves are like sirens. They are able to shift into a lycanthrope whenever there is a full moon. They can change their fingernails into razor sharp claws that can cut through almost anything. Those are ways Wednesday knows how to differentiate the students.

She turned back to her whereabouts and was a couple feet away from her destination. Wednesday managed to approach the table without anybody coming as close as five feet to her. Sitting down across from the girl wearing all black is a woman wearing prescription glasses, her hair the color of auburn with bangs, and a smile so big it disgusted Wednesday to the brim.

"Hi there! You must be the infamous Wednesday Addams," the woman exclaimed eagerly as if Wednesday was a celebrity.

"What a shocker. I bet my name is in everyones' mouths because they have never seen anyone like me," she spat out as she folded her arms together.

"I don't think it's a bad thing. You stand out, and it shows that you don't care what others think of you."

"Precisely. I don't care what people think of me nor do I care about them. Whoever dares to befriend me is wasting their time, and slowly, their patience with me will wear out and crumble. It'll be to the point where they can't stand me. Though, I would enjoy seeing somebody suffer because of me," the Addams thought about how much pleasure she would receive watching someone in agony.

"I'm positive your new roommate can change that," the lady's grin grew wider.

Wednesday's eyes went wide as the joyful woman looked through the stack of papers laying on top of the table. She pulled one out and handed it to Wednesday. She grabbed it and saw her full name in bold letters. Underneath it is her class schedule and a new room number she doesn't recognize.

"By the way, my name is Marilyn Thornhill. I'm actually your dorm mom of Ophelia Hall and your Botanical Science teacher. It'll be a lovely year to have you in my classroom," Thornhill continued beaming ear to ear.

Wednesday didn't bother to comment and left. She held the piece of paper with both hands and stared down at it carefully to examine the list of classes and activities she will be participating in. One thing she couldn't keep her eyes away was the dorm number and a name that she didn't catch earlier.

Enid Sinclair

Must be my new roommate. Great. Wednesday said to herself sarcastically.

She huffed loudly and clenched the paper in one hand, making it crinkle. Wednesday had memorized her schedule and the room number and thought best to find her new dorm while she has the time. The Addams knew the layout well considering she had escaped her dorm in the middle of the night to wander the entire school ground. Ophelia Hall is inside the quad and upstairs where most of the rooms are. There are four different halls, two belonging to the girls, and the other two for the boys.

Wednesday entered inside and found the flight of stairs leading to the hall she is settling in. As she made it to the top, a few Nevermore adolescents detected the noticeable Addams. They quickly stepped away and permitted Wednesday to pass through the hallway without being too close to the girl.

Most of them heard about her from friends or peers that had the same class as Wednesday. Of course, the psychic didn't mind it because it would mean that nobody would want to be friends with her. And that's the last thing she desires alongside love. None of it matters to her. Nothing at all.

She resumed her mission to find her new room while passing through most of the dorms. Eventually, Wednesday stopped in front of a door. Behind the entry is where she'll have to stay in the meantime. Later in the afternoon, her butler named Lurch will bring her belongings to the room as Wednesday will say her goodbyes to her family. As of now, she is ready to face her new roommate from the otherside of the door.

Mentally preparing herself, the Addams placed her right hand over the handle. She wanted to meet her roommate very quickly to get it done and over with. In her mind, she wished that whoever she is sharing the room with would not pester or speak to Wednesday. It'll be the best thing the small teen would ever experience. She puffed out a breath that Wednesday didn't realize she was holding in and twisted the knob. She pushed the door enough to set foot in.

The first thing Wednesday saw was a huge, round window. It has colorful, stained glass that covers the window entirely. The sight of colors made Wednesday groan in frustration and revulsion. The feeling got worse when she caught a glimpse of a blonde girl sitting on her desk on her side of the bright-colored bedroom. This was not what Wednesday expected one bit.

Her roommate did hear the door open and footsteps arriving inside the dorm. She turned her whole body to see who came in unannounced. Once she viewed the girl around her age with dark clothing, she put on a genuine smile. She stood up from the chair immediately and excitedly waddled towards Wednesday.

"Howdy, new roomie! You probably know my name already from your schedule, but just in case you don't, I'm Enid Sinclair," Enid greeted enthusiastically.

"Looks like I don't need to introduce myself if my name is on your paper," Wednesday uttered with a monotone voice.

"No worries! I heard so much about you, Wednesday Addams. I think we are going to be the best of roomies and friends."

After Enid finished speaking, she held out her arms and approached Wednesday slowly to give her a hug. What the colorful teenager didn't know was that Wednesday hates physical touch. So when Enid stepped forward, Wednesday took a step back. That's when Sinclair registered that her new roommate does not want to be embraced. Enid swiftly dropped her arms down and gave Wednesday an apologetic stare.

"Sorry. I'm guessing you're not a hugger," Enid apologized, suspecting that she might've made Wednesday uncomfortable.

"That and I'm allergic to colors," Wednesday pointed out.

"I'll take note of that."

I'm going to obliterate this whole academy with Enid in it. She's too bright and very vivid. She believes that I would want to be friends with her. Too bad her dreams will be crushed. Not only that, but I will make sure to torture Enid if she ever gets on my nerves. I'll somewhat be satisfied, but right now, I'm not. And it's all thanks to my roommate.

Chapter 2: What a Strange Woe

Enid Sinclair

"I can't believe it, Yoko! Wednesday Addams is my roommate!"

"And exactly why are you happy about it?" Yoko stared at me weirdly.

"Because I get to become friends with her," I replied happily.

"Girl. Haven't you heard what Addams is capable of?" My friend raised a brow.

"Yeah. So what? Maybe she needs a friend," I defended Wednesday, even though I never met her.

"That's the last thing Wednesday would want. You're clearly asking to be murdered by her."

"She would never hurt me. I mean, she is dating that Galpin boy. Like, how did he even pull her, and how is he even alive?"

"I have no idea, but I suggest you be careful around Wednesday. Who knows what she has under her sleeves," Yoko shivered in fear of what my roommate is able to do.

"I bet she has knives hidden in her sleeves. Oh! I forgot. I gotta write on my vlog about being roomies with Wednesday Addams. I wonder what my followers will say about it," I pulled out my phone to begin typing on my vlog.

"That you're going to die soon," the vampire plainly responded.

"Yoko!" I gently smacked her upper arm.

"What? I'm just stating facts. Besides, I'm one-hundred percent sure that Wednesday would want a dorm for herself rather than share one. But, we'll see what she does," Yoko shrugged her shoulders.

"If she does try to kill me, I will text you to come save me."

"Not when it comes to fighting her. You're pretty much on your own," she shook her head side to side.

"What a great friend you are," I remarked jokingly.

"I know," Yoko stuck her tongue out playfully.

"Anyways, I'm going to my room to get settled in. I already brought my duffle bags to the dorm after my family left."

"Don't hate me for saying this, but your family are jerks. They literally dropped you off, tossed your bags, and left. They didn't even bother to stay and help you," Yoko poured her hatred out.

"I'm not going to hate you Yoko. I know they can be jerks at times, but my parents told me they had something urgent to do. I understood and carried my own bags instead. Plus, I'm a werewolf. I have strength to bring my duffle bags to the room. So don't worry," I gave the vamp a reassuring grin.

"Hey Tanaka, Sinclair! Are you guys up for another year at Nevermore?" Divina, a siren and a friend of Yoko, proceeded to us.

"I'm always up for another year here. I've been staying as long as two centuries y'know," Yoko smiled, showing her fangs.

"I'm most definitely thrilled this year! Weems switched the rules around by letting all kinds of outcasts stick together, and I'm happy to get to know more people face to face. In fact, when club rush begins next week, I'm starting my own club approved by Principal Weems for anyone to join," I admitted.

"Woah really? Count me in on joining. What's your club based on?" Divina's eyes lit up.

"Us freaks. I acquired a classroom where members can meet on Mondays and Fridays. On Mondays, we have a lecture learning about each other on how we're different and the same. On Fridays however, we do fun activities that everyone can participate in," I clarified my idea of what my club will be like.

"The best part about it is that Enid assigned me as vice president," Yoko smirked proudly.

"Wow. Good for you Yoko. I'm sure the club will grow popular. Tell me the name of the club, and I'll get as many people to join."

"Freaky Friday," my friend announced.

"Dope. I hope that it all goes to plan. I got to head out soon, so I will see you two later. Take care Enid, and text me when you get the chance Yoko," Divina flirtatiously winked at Yoko before walking away.

Once Divina was out of the picture, I couldn't help myself from smiling deviously at the two females. They're hopelessly in love with each other, yet they haven't realized it nor confessed to one another. It's very amusing to see them interact, but I usually feel like the third wheeler most of the time. Someday, they'll shout out their feelings and get together.

"Did she just wink at me?" Tanaka slowly turned her body to me with a tint of redness on her cheek.

I chuckled lightly and replied, "Yes she did. How very romantic."

I mischievously wiggle my eyebrows up and down to mess with Yoko. She turned even more red and nudged me on the side carefully. I laughed a little more and patted the back of Yoko's shoulder.

"I can't wait till you have a crush on someone, so I can tease you as much as I please like what you are doing to me just now," Yoko dreamed.

"Good luck with that because I need to find someone cute and just my type," I beamed radiantly.

"Whatever Enid. You should go and meet your new roommate. Who knows if she tore up your side of the room from the amount of plushies you have stacked up," it was Yoko's turn to hold up a smug expression.

My eyes grew wide, thinking that Yoko could be right. I rapidly dismissed myself, saying bye to my friend, and headed over to my room. I prayed that Wednesday didn't trash my bedroom as I made my way through the hallway. My legs took me as fast as it could until I reached for the door belonging to my dorm. I opened it right away and saw that nobody was inside. Everything was left the way it was beforehand. I deeply sighed in relief and entered the room, shutting the door behind me.

I noticed that two of my duffel bags have been laying on my bed ever since I dropped them off. I was certain of myself that I'll put away my clothes after I meet Wednesday. Thinking about Wednesday is making me grow impatient because of how much I want to see what she looks like in real life. Those that I have met in Jericho who have the same class as Wednesday have told me what my roommate dresses like. According to them, she wears all black and never seen her wear anything with color. She always has her hair made into two braids with bangs covering her forehead. That's all the description I've heard so far.

I ambled to my desk and pulled out the chair under it. I sat down and drew my phone out of my pocket. To kill time, I decided to finish writing in my vlog about Wednesday and I being roommates since I got distracted by Yoko. I typed out a few sentences and posted a picture of the evidence from my schedule. As it was uploading, I heard a creak coming from the door and someone entering.

My heart began racing in excitement, knowing that my mysterious roommate had arrived. I placed my phone down on the table and spun my body to reveal Wednesday standing from across the room. Those who had a class with Wednesday were right about her appearance. She is wearing dark clothing with two braids resting on her shoulders. Her eyes are so dark and tedious that it makes it look like she's a serial killer. Her expression was nothing but serious and scary. The only thing that threw me off was her height. I thought she would be tall with tattoos and scars all over her body. How can someone so small ever seem deadly?

I got up from my chair and put on my signature grin. I hurried over to Wednesday and stopped just enough to leave a gap between us. Now, I was finally able to start my introduction and get to know the Addams.

"Howdy, new roomie! You probably know my name already from your schedule, but just in case you don't, I'm Enid Sinclair," I introduced myself.

"Looks like I don't need to introduce myself if my name is on your paper," Wednesday pointed out with a dull tone.

"No worries! I heard so much about you, Wednesday Addams. I think we are going to be the best of roomies and friends," I softened my voice.

I took a big step and held out my arms for Wednesday to embrace me. That's what I do a lot when I meet new individuals to make them feel welcomed and safe. But this time, it was different. As I came towards my short roommate, she stepped back. She didn't say anything but rather looked at me as if I'm crazy. I quickly put my arms to my side, getting a hunch that Wednesday doesn't want to hug a stranger she just met.

"Sorry. I'm guessing you're not a hugger," I apologized, feeling guilty that I might've made her feel uneasy.

"That and I'm allergic to colors," Wednesday gave me a reason.

"I'll take note of that," I reminded myself to not give Wednesday anything with color on it.

"Are you a normie?" Wednesday interrogated me.

"Nope," I extended my claws to show Addams that I am not a normie.

"I'm a werewolf. Funny thing is, I don't look as scary as I should be."

"Not one bit," my roommate kept her response short.

"Yeah... So, what do you think about the new rules Principal Weems changed?" It was my turn to ask a question.

"It's stupid. Not only do I have to share a room with someone that is the complete opposite of me, I'll also need to be in a classroom filled with imbeciles. What's worse is that I have a hint of how you act, and therefore, won't get any peace and quiet.”

"Aww, come on. I'm not that bad."

"You are. You're already becoming annoying and all the colors of the rainbow you have on your side of the room is making me want to vomit. I suggest you don't bother me a lot. If you don't obey my instruction, you better count your days until it is time I bury you alive in a graveyard," Wednesday warned me as she gave me dagger eyes.

For some odd reason, I didn't feel like I was in danger. It didn't even phase me at the fact that Wednesday is willing to take away my life. I would've been completely terrified for my safety. However, I sensed that my roomie may not do such a thing to me. I could be wrong, but I'm going to find out regardless.

"Okay!" I replied sweetly with a smile plastered on my face.

Wednesday rolled her eyes in annoyance. Before either of us could move an inch, our door opened. We both twisted our bodies around to see four individuals with black clothing. A tall man passed through with two cases in his hand. One was shaped like a giant violin case and the other was a huge piece of luggage. He put it down beside Wednesday's bed and left the dorm.

I assumed the three people standing by the doorway were Wednesday's family. A woman who I believe is her mother is quite tall and is wearing a long, black dress. Next to her must be the father that is wearing a suit. Lastly, a little boy with black and white striped long sleeves and long shorts is beside the father. That must be Wednesday's brother.

"Ah, my little poison ivy! How are you handling things now that Principal Weems decided to switch the regulations?" Her father was the first to speak.

"Hello mother, father. I believe that making myself expelled from this school will solve all of my problems that I have currently," Wednesday spat out with no hesitation.

"That won't be happening dear. I see you made a friend," the mother of Wednesday slowly whirled her head to me.

I gulped anxiously and gave her a nervous smile. Now all eyes are on me, and I'm starting to freak out inside.

"She's not my friend. She doesn't mean anything to me."

Ouch.

"Please excuse Wednesday. She's having a rough day from what has been publicized this evening."

"It's no worries. I-I'm Enid Sinclair. Wednesday's roommate," I accidentally stuttered while I stuck my hand out.

"Morticia Addams. This is my husband, Gomez, and our son, Pugsley," Morticia shook my hand before I went to Gomez and Pugsley to shake theirs.

"It's nice to meet you guys," I politely expressed.

"Likewise dear. I'm convinced that you're able to befriend Wednesday. She prefers to be lonely, but maybe she'll warm up to you and become best of friends," Gomez quirked his lips upward in determination.

"You shouldn't apply false hopes to someone who will trust anything you say, father," Wednesday remarked.

Gomez jogged over to me and whispered into my ear, "I'm rooting for you to become her first, real friend. I see some potential in you kid."

Hearing that from my roommate's dad made me beam energetically. There is hope to get Wednesday to like me after all. I can't wait for it to happen, so I can rub it in Yoko's face.

"What did he tell you Sinclair?" Wednesday slightly furrowed her eyebrows and folded her arms at the same time.

"That I should leave you guys to say your goodbyes. Again, it was great meeting you all. I aspire to see you three someday."

"We feel the same way. Farewell, Enid," Morticia did a little wave.

I waved goodbye back to her, Gomez, and Pugsley before I dismissed myself out of the room. Once I was far away from the dorm, I couldn't help but exhale all of the oxygen I held in during that encounter. Not only was it nerve-racking, it was also heartwarming. Wednesday's parents are so sweet and kind. Way better than my own. She's so lucky to have them.

I was a few rooms away in the halls when I realized that I left my phone on my desk. I whined quietly and thought it would be best to do something productive that can distract me once the Addams family leaves. I managed to come up with an idea until I spotted a hand crawling its way around the hallway. It had stitches all over and no other body part connected to it. I was the only one in the halls which means I'm alone with a hand. I never experienced anything like this before. Curiosity built up inside of me. Thus, I squatted down and called out the hand.

"Excuse me?"

The hand somehow heard me and spun around in my direction. I have so many questions as to how a literal hand can hear and see where it's going. I would love to ask, though it would be rude of me.

Yes?

The hand put itself into a fist and pushed down to reply back. Good thing sign language class came in handy. Pun intended.

"Are you looking for someone?" I questioned.

Yes. A girl named Wednesday.

"Oh! I know where she is. She's five rooms down to the left. I'm her roommate by the way. The names Enid. What's yours?"

Thing.

"Interesting. Are you a male or female?" I grew more inquisitive.

Male.

"And what happened to the rest of your body?"

Who knows? It's a huge mystery.

"Got it. Well, Thing, I'll let you go find Wednesday. Will you be staying here in Nevermore?"

I have to. I assist and help Wednesday with anything she wants done.

"Sounds like torture," I emphasized.

Tell me about it. Anyways, see you later.

Thing began crawling away, using his fingers to make his way to mine and Wednesday's room. I couldn't help but flash a grin for a moment. Meeting the Addams family made me feel better than I did after the event between my parents and I. Wednesday is different from her family, that's for sure. I simply don't mind it. She's strange but a good kind of strange. What Gomez has said to me is now stuck in my head.

'I'm rooting for you to become her first, real friend. I see some potential in you kid.'

My confidence has peaked to the highest level. My goal is to get Wednesday to be my friend. Even if she kills me, I'll accept it. As long as I don't step over her boundaries, everything will go smoothly. Easy peasy.

Chapter 3: Stray Away

Wednesday Addams

"What a lovely roommate you have Wednesday."

I turned fully to my mother with a scowl on my face. I don't agree with the comment she made. Enid is not lovely in any way, shape, or form to me. She's further away from being lovely.

"I'd prefer you switch lovely to horrendous. Enid is already too much to bear. I'll need a rope and shovel, so I can drag her deceased body and bury her. Then, I won't have to deal with a pest in the room," I averted my eyes to each member of my family.

Neither of them reacted the way I expected them to. My parents held a small smile while not seeming phased by my alarming words. My brother appeared zoned out and bored, not paying much attention to the interactions in front of him.

"You'll be just fine, my scorpion. You have Thing to keep you company," my father tried to cheer me up but failed.

Perfect timing. Thing appeared into the room, using his fingers to crawl between my family and I on the floor. He waved his fingers to me in which I slightly tilted my head down in response.

"Now that Thing is here, it's best we should be on our way home. Before we go, your father and I bought you a small gift. Think of it as your early birthday present," my mother mentioned as my father dug out a black box in his suit.

He handed it to me as I accepted the box. I lifted the lid that came with it, and inside was revealed to be an all black phone. It has a drawing of an apple on the back of it. There were a few buttons on the side of the smartphone along with weird shaped holes on the bottom. In the box is also a white cord. I guessed that the cord is used to strangle my victims. How pleasant.

"We've purchased the newest and most expensive phone there is," my father grinned ear to ear.

"Is it really necessary to buy me a phone? You of all people should know I loathe anything that involves the internet and technology. Teenagers' brains are rotting and turning them into zombies because of social media. This will negatively impact me," I acknowledged.

"Only use it to call us. We have our phone number on there. Maybe you could ask Enid for her number."

"I would rather stab myself through the heart and bleed to death than ask Enid for her phone number. I'm mind blown that my own parents have an abomination too," I retorted without delaying my answer.

"That's the spirit sweetheart. Enjoy yourself in Nevermore, and don't do anything reckless that could get you expelled," my mother gave me a heads up before blowing imaginary kisses on the side of my cheek without touching it.

Next up was my father and brother. They both gave me an unwanted hug in which I never returned. I stood there with my arms to my sides as I waited for them to let go. They did so and took a step back for me to gain my personal space back.

"I'm gonna miss you sis," Pugsley finally spoke out.

"You've turned delicate and frail. Better change it when we meet again," I commanded.

Pugsley didn't say anything and turned away to leave the room alongside my father. I was left with my other parent before she started to walk through the doorway. She paused for a few seconds and looked back at me.

"Behave, Wednesday," was the last thing my mother uttered before she closed the door and left the room.

I stood there, staring at the door when I felt a familiar hand crawl onto my leg and up on my shoulder. I glanced at Thing who was tapping and signing words to me.

What happened while I was gone?

"Too much has happened that if I talk about it, it'll give me a major headache," I didn't bother explaining anything to Thing.

That's okay. Before I arrived at your dorm room, I met your roommate.

"She's infuriating."

She's unique in her own ways. I think I could get used to her.

"Absolutely not, you little traitor. You're allowed to listen to me and no one else. Understand? Because if not, I'll peel off everything fingernail you have," I warned the hand.

As you wish.

"Good. Now help me peel off the colors on the window. I don't want it on my side of the bedroom. Enid can keep her side colorful, but not mine," I ordered around Thing.

He inclined and jumped off my shoulder. He ran to the window and started taking off the multicolored sheets. I placed the phone and box on top of my new bed and went over to the window to aid Thing. We've made progress over the past half an hour. Thankfully, Enid hasn't returned to the dorm. I left Thing to finish the rest of the window while I unpack everything.

I grabbed my huge luggage and put it down on the bed. I unlatched the lock and unfolded the case. Inside was my typewriter along with a few pairs of clothing and shoes. My school bag laid on top of my clothes with a stack of papers inside for the typewriter. I grabbed the typewriter and papers and placed it on my desk. Then, I moved my bag on the floor next to the head of the bed. What was left were my clothes and shoes where I put them in a closet that I own.

One important item that I have leftover is my precious cello. Almost the size of me, I chose to set it up near the window. That way I'm able to bring it outside and play every night. In the cello case are two stands to hold up the instrument and the music manuscript papers. I fixed it all up and positioned the stands by the window. I grasped the cello carefully and sat it upright on the base of the stand. Everything is now finished. Including Thing who completed the task of taking down the colored sheets on half of the window.

Right as my assistant was throwing away the transparent papers piled up on the floor, my bothersome roommate made a decision to burst through the door. Straight away, she spotted the window missing half the colors.

"What in the world happened to the window?" Enid glanced at me as she wanted some answers.

"We're splitting up our room half and half. I do not want a single color on my side of the room," I folded my arms to make myself more intimidating.

"Fair enough," Enid shrugged her shoulders, not minding me taking down the sheets.

I quietly scoffed at the girl, thinking that she would throw a tantrum for destroying her nauseating work of art. Unluckily, Enid didn't care or have anything to say to me about it. Maybe next time so I have a cause to slaughter her unexpectedly.

"Hey, Wednesday?"

I gritted my teeth without Enid seeing it. I wanted our conversation to end, but she has to keep it going. How despicable.

"Didn't I tell you not to bother me a lot?" I brought up the conversation I had with her.

"Yeah, but I have a really important question to ask you," Enid claimed as she strolled over to her bed and sat on the edge of it.

"What is it?"

"Why do you have a typewriter? What's the name of that instrument? Wait a second, is that a phone I see on your bed!? Can I have your nu-"

"I swear Enid. One more word and I'll stitch your mouth shut," I snapped at my roommate.

She held her arms up in surrender and said, "Sorry, sorry! I won't overwhelm you with a lot of questions next time. But can you at least answer them?"

I groaned in irritation and answered, "I have a typewriter because I'm writing a novel. The name of the instrument that I play is called a cello. That is my phone on the bed, and no, you cannot have my number. I don't even know how to work the useless thing."

"I can help with that!" Enid proffered frantically.

"You're the last person I would ask for help. Thing can figure it out for me."

"Come on roomie. I'm very resourceful you know," she pouted.

"I didn't know nor do I care. Now, leave me alone."

"Don't you wanna grab lunch with me at least?" Enid offered.

"No. I'm not even hungry," I declined and lied as I did feel a little hunger rising from the pit of my stomach.

"If you insist," Enid skipped to her desk to fetch her phone that was left and walked out of the room.

I heard Thing tapping below me and gaped down to see what he wanted.

I think you should be a little nicer to Enid.

Listening to that sentence made me want to burst out laughing in disbelief. I kept my posture and frowned immensely at Thing.

"Are you hearing yourself correctly? Not in a trillion years would I ever give Enid an ounce of kindness. She's meaningless."

I'm just saying.

"Your idea is pointless. I'm trying to get her to stay away from me," I disclosed.

But it's not working. Maybe you should give up.

"Tch. You're talking to an Addams, Thing. Us Addams do not give up. There is no way I will stop myself from tormenting Enid. It appears I'll have to take measures into my own hands. I can strangle her with the cord my parents gave me," I turned my body to look at the white cord lying on my bed.

At least give her a chance.

"Taking her side I see? Did Enid manipulate or control you?"

She would never. That girl wouldn't be able to harm an insect if she had the chance.

"Sinclair does seem that way. She could be useful and assist me with any job I have for her. She comes off as loyal just like you," I compared Enid to Thing.

I agree.

"Now, enough about Enid. Come help me turn my phone on. I'd like to see what adolescents enjoy about it."

Thing gave me a thumbs up and scurried to my bed while I followed behind. I sat myself fully on the bed and grabbed my phone. I saw my own reflection from the screen as I turned the phone around to find out how to work it. I pushed all of the buttons until one of them made the screen flash bright. My eyes grew wide in curiosity when the time and date popped up. There was also a picture covering the entire screen.

I tapped on the screen, and it suddenly changed into a screen with a bunch of squares with pictures inside of them. One of them caught my attention, and I clicked it immediately. It sent me to a list of contacts. Only my mother and father are listed. I exited out of the contacts screen and continued tapping on every square there is.

I might've played around with my phone for approximately an hour. I was quite intrigued with these so called apps on my technology. I learned what Google is and how to use it. Apparently I can ask a question and will find answers. No wonder teenagers are addicted to it. I looked at the time and decided it would be best to grab lunch. I tossed my phone aside and got up from my bed. At the same time, the door flung open and was revealed to be Enid, who was holding a tray of food.

"See ya later Yoko!" Enid gave whoever was on the other side of the door frame a smile before shutting the door.

"Who's Yoko?" I questioned the werewolf.

"Oh, hey Wednesday! Thought you would be out doing your own thing. Yoko is my friend. I was hanging out with her," she answered.

"I thought you were having lunch."

"I was having lunch with Yoko. Speaking about lunch, I brought you some," Enid presented the tray and held it out for me.

"Did you poison it?" I grew suspicious of my roommate.

"What? No! Of course not. I would never poison you."

"Hm. I suppose I should trust you just this once," I took the tray off of her hands and carried it to my desk.

"Do you really mean it?"

"Take the win Enid," I didn't want her to think I fully trust her.

I could've sworn I saw Enid's smile become bigger from the back of my head as soon as I sat down on my desk chair and took a bite of my food. I might've been poisoned because the image of Enid beaming in my head made me shiver. And not in a good way. I ignored the feeling and carried on eating lunch. While doing so, I was grateful enough that Enid didn't chat with me. I bet my threats sounded more serious and intense than what Sinclair had anticipated.

Not everything lasts forever because Enid began chatting with Thing while I was busy writing my novel. I sighed slowly and chose to block out the noise. My fingers tapped the keytops as I was finishing the ending of my third chapter. I checked the time on my phone to see that it was already past eight o'clock at night. I went past an hour of my writing, so I stopped typing. I pushed my seat back and got up to open the gigantic window. I headed to my chair and took it outside of the balcony. I had to receive help to carry out my cello by calling out Thing.

"Thing. I need you to transfer the cello outside with my guide."

Both Enid and Thing stopped what they were doing and twisted themselves to focus on me. They were holding a tiny stack of cards in their hands with a bigger stack between the two.

"Shouldn't I be the one to help you? I mean, Thing is literally a hand. I can take his place," Enid addressed, placing the cards down.

You're willing to do that for me?

"Of course! That's what friends are for," my roommate flashed a smile to him.

Thing spun himself around in happiness before trailing towards me. He planted himself down on the floor and waited for my approval to let Enid take his place.

"I suppose Enid could be of use this time," I proposed.

"Thank you Wednesday! You can count on your new friend slash roomie to help you out anytime," Enid wasn't able to hold in her excitement.

"Who decided we were friends?" I asked the lycanthrope.

"Uh... nobody," I heard a wave of disappointment in her voice.

"Exactly. We're not friends. So let's keep it that way," I said harshly.

Gradually, Enid's face fell, her smile no longer lingering. She remained silent and proceeded to lift the cello all by herself. I raised my brows in shock that Enid had a lot of strength to hold the heavy instrument by herself. I grabbed the stand for the manuscript and went after Sinclair in case her arms wore out and accidentally dropped my cello. Thing went after us and watched as we set up everything for me to engage my music. After it was done, I sat down on my chair with the cello between my legs.

"Can I listen to you play?" Enid queried.

"As long as you don't disturb me."

Enid slightly raised and lowered her head, saying, "I promise I won't."

"Good," I picked up my cello bow.

I moved my eyes to Thing and nodded to indicate that I'm ready to begin. He would be flipping the script, and Enid would be my audience. I exhaled steadily right before I pressed the bow and my fingers against the strings of my cello. I followed the notes on the manuscript and concentrated at the tone of the threads. The song I was playing is called Paint It Black, by the Rolling Stones. I learned to play it in a span of four days.

There are varieties of music I've learned and played, depending on what kind of night I'm dealing with. Tonight, I thought of it as a bit of a calm and relaxing night. Moving my fingers and bow relieved most of my stress building up. Using the cello is like therapy to me. Though, I would never admit it to anybody. Thing flipped to the final page where I performed the last few seconds, ending it with a long tune.

I put the cello bow on top of the script stand and leaned into my seat, holding my instrument with one hand. I forgot Enid was outside with Thing and I. I found her sitting down with her legs upright and wrapped around her arms. She gazed upon me with eyes shining and filled with amazement.

"You did awesome, Wednesday! The way you played was soothing to me," she admired.

I was about to open my mouth and tell her that I didn't want any compliments from her when suddenly, I heard a group of werewolves howling. Enid instantly got up and went to the railings. From her side profile, her blue eyes glanced at the moon intently. Her hands clenched the railings as something was to happen any moment, but nothing. Enid whined and leaned into the rails using her arms. She laid her chin on her arm, keeping her eyes on the moon.

"I heard about werewolves wolfing out whenever there is a full moon. It's a clique where lycanthropes howl at the moon and turn into a beast. I'm eager to know why you are not wolfing out," I clarified my knowledge of Enid's kind before questioning the bubbly girl.

"I'm either a late bloomer or wasn't meant to wolf out. If I don't wolf out, not only will I disappoint my parents even more, I'll also be a lone wolf for the rest of my life without a mate," Enid confessed.

"Being a lone wolf sounds fantastic."

"For you, yes. To me, not at all. I'd rather die than be alone."

”I would love to see that," I shifted the moment.

"I don't doubt it. Anyways, why don't you want to be friends with anyone? I won't judge or anything," Enid paid full attention to me.

"The answer to the question is simple. I don't need friends. It involves emotions that you need to show when you're buddies with someone. They can be unworthy of your time and have the opportunity to backstab you. Someone as yourself shouldn't trust everyone you meet. They can take advantage of you or worse. Nobody should be friends with me. I'll continuously hurt or push them away to the deepest bottom of the pit. I'm heartless with a dark, black soul," I revealed.

"Then how is Tyler dating you?"

My eyes went wide when Enid asked me the question. I didn't bother telling her the whole story of how Tyler and I dated. I figured she would know about me dating someone.

"That's a different story that I will not be sharing. Take my cello and stand back inside while I go to sleep. And make sure to not cross over my side of the bedroom. I have a weapon hidden under my pillow which I can use on you whenever I feel the need to," I brought my death threats back.

"I'm not safe for tonight, but roger that. Goodnight roomie!" Enid's grin came back.

I left the balcony without saying a word back to the wolf. I concluded that today was interesting and terrible at the same time. Hopefully when I sleep, I get to see nightmares that are far more enjoyable to view than today's events. I'll feel better knowing that all of this is a dream. Disturbingly, it's not.

Chapter 4: Chaos

Enid Sinclair

Today is the day of a new fresh start at school. The weekend has passed by surprisingly fast. I didn't mind it because not only was I excited at the fact I have a couple of classes with Wednesday, but today is where the academy has a club rush. I get to represent my own club and meet new outcasts that were previously separated last year. I was lucky enough to meet Yoko outside of campus when we had the opportunity. I needed a friend when I was at my worst.

The weekend was somewhat decent. I wanted to get to know Addams more, but she has been gone throughout the days. I was thinking that she might've wanted to spend time with her boyfriend or preferred to be alone. I saw her a few times around the academy or in Jericho, however she disregarded my presence whenever I tried catching her attention. I respected Wednesday enough not to bother her when it's her writing time as we both were in our dorm. Maybe in class, she won't give me the silent treatment.

I was getting dressed, putting on the blue school uniform with the Nevermore symbol patched to the left side of my chest. Wednesday had already left earlier with Thing while I was still asleep. I don't know how my roommate wakes up early and leaves an hour before first class starts. But it does sound like something Wednesday would do. I walked to my own bathroom and brushed my hair and teeth. Afterwards, I added some turquoise eyeshadow on my eyelids as well as curled my eyelashes and put on some lip gloss.

Once I was satisfied with how I looked, I ran to the side of my bed and grabbed my pink school bag. I inserted the straps on my shoulders and moved to the door. I opened and closed it while trotting down the hallway. I made it to the stairs and quickly got to the bottom of it, taking myself outside the building. The walkways and quad were filled with students trying to get to class. I didn't rush knowing I had ten minutes until my Botanical Science class began. That's when I pulled out my phone to text Yoko.

Me🐺 : Morning Yoko! Are you ready to start class?

 

Yoko🧛♀️: hell no and morning😒

 

Me🐺: Where are you?

 

Yoko🧛♀️: in class already with ur scary ass roommate

 

Me🐺: She's there?

 

Yoko🧛♀️: yes and I'm scared for my life becuz I'm alone with her

 

Me🐺: I'm on my way!

 

Yoko🧛♀️: please hurry! I don't want to die alone. I'm risking my own life by saving a seat for you next to me

 

Me🐺: I will, don't worry, and thanks Yoko :)

 

I turned off my phone and started working my way to the greenhouse. The farther I got away from the school building, the more it got quiet. Botanical Science is the furthest from any other class. The structure is mostly made out of glass and almost shaped like a dome. It's hidden with a lot of trees and bushes surrounding the property. I think it's distinctive and a pretty neat premise.

I arrived at the entrance of the classroom and saw only two familiar peers of mine in the room. Wednesday was sitting in the front of the class while Yoko sat right behind her. I made Yoko know my appearance, and she released a sigh of relief to see me. I dropped my bag next to the stool I claimed and led myself to Wednesday. I heard my friend call out my name in a panicked whisper, but I ignored it.

I stopped and stood right next to Wednesday who was sitting upright and using her phone. She was texting someone, but her screen went black when she knew I was here. I couldn't help but notice how adorable Addams appeared with her black school uniform on. The outfit the school made specifically for Wednesday did a great job. She looks like a goddess. A small, lethal one.

"Good morning roomie! I was hoping to see you in the room when I woke up," I addressed energetically.

"It's a good thing you didn't. What're you doing here? Shouldn't you be in your first class?"

"This is my class, silly. I also have fencing with you in the next class."

"How do you know?" My roommate glared deeply.

"Thing told me," I flashed a smile.

"What a betrayer," Wednesday rolled her eyes.

"Speaking of Thing, where is he?"

"He went to do some errands for me while I'm here in this miserable place."

"He really does work for you eh? You should cut him some slack one of these days," I advised.

"Why should I?"

"Because he's willing to do anything for you. The least you could do is give him a break. I promise you that Thing would feel more appreciative," I illuminated further.

"I guarantee you that I'm not going to listen to whatever idea you have in mind. Thing doesn't need a break or time off. He'll be perfectly fine. What I recommend you to do is stop talking to me the entire day," Wednesday's eyes turned deadly.

"No can do. There's so much we need to talk about!"

"Like what exactly?" Wednesday had a slight quizzical face.

"Like whether or not you're going to join my club," my grin grew bigger.

"Club?"

"Yeah! Didn't you know that today is club rush?" I tilted my head.

"No, but it does not concern me in any way. I didn't know you own a club."

"Well now you do," I became wild eyed.

"I hope your club is all about torture. That's a club I would join," my roommate fantasized.

"You can find out yourself when you see me at my stand," I felt blissful.

"Just so you know, I won't come to club rush. Nothing will peak my interest," Wednesday moved her head forward to completely face the board.

"If you change your mind, I'll be waiting for you," I slipped a radiant smile before I went to my seat.

I pulled the stool out and sat down with my arms resting on the table. I sensed Yoko's eyes staring at me. I turned and saw her scared shitless with her glasses slid down to the tip of her nose. It was a funny sight to see, though I suppressed my laughter inside.

"Are you out of your mind Sinclair? You went up to her like it was nothing," Yoko murmured and squeaked.

"Jeez Yoko. Wednesday is not so bad. She's just shy and not a very social person. Once you get to know her, she's not so bad like everyone makes Wednesday out to be," I defended my roomie.

"You're not being forced to say that, right?"

"Yoko," I said her name in a warning tone and pulled my eyebrows downward.

"Okay okay. Just saying," my friend held her hands up in defense.

"As long as you don't provoke her, you'll be fine," I gave Yoko a heads up.

"I'll believe you if you bring me an extra bag of B negative blood from the cafeteria when it's lunch time."

"Deal!"

 

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"Damn! Both Bianca and Wednesday were at each others' throats. So much for the first day of school," Yoko pinched the bridge of her nose.

"What I'm surprised about is that Xavier chose to sit with Wednesday instead of Bianca. Don't they have a crush on one another?" I asked.

"They do, but those two are oblivious idiots. I didn't know Divina had this class. Then she and I could sit together so I can flirt with her," Yoko showed her pearly fangs.

"You're the oblivious idiot here," I mumbled to myself.

"What'd you say?"

"Oh nothing. Just that you want to sit next to Divina instead of me," I pretended to be offended.

"I'm sure you would want to sit next to miss ol' scary Wednesday. Like girl, did you see the way Wednesday shot a dangerous look at Xavier when he tried to talk to her. If Wednesday's stare could kill, all of us would be dead," Yoko exaggeratedly stated.

"I agree with you on that one."

"Thank you! About time you agree with me when it comes to Wednesday. Anyways, enough about your roommate. You ready to duel me in fencing class?" The vampire smirked.

"Hell yeah I am! That's the only class I'm happy to be in," I affirmed.

"Same here. It was fun last year when sirens, gorgons, vampires, and werewolves had to duel each other and see who would win the trophy," Yoko brought back memories.

"I remember you and I had to duel, so one of us can move on and duel the sirens. That's how we became friends," I beamed at the thought of the memory.

"You smiled a lot and were happy, and I thought you were just plain weird, no offense. You still are but in a good way."

"None taken, and I don't blame you. I have that kind of effect on people."

"You sure do. Off topic, but do you know what class Wednesday is? She looks like a normie, however I'm not sure," Yoko put on a thinking face.

"She's a psychic supposedly," I answered.

"Woah. That's a badass ability. I wonder if she can predict what my future would look like with Divina," Yoko began to daydream about her crush.

I would love to know where Wednesday and I stand in the future. Maybe we will become official besties. I told myself in my head.

"You would know if you confessed to her."

"No way would I do that. I don't want my dead heart to get broken if Divina rejects me."

"You will never know," I was giving hope to Yoko.

"When I'm confident enough to do it, I'll go for it," the taller girl puffed her chest out.

"That's the spirit! I'll be rooting for you all the way," I gleamed.

"Why thank you friend. I would do the same if you had a crush on someone. So far, not yet."

"We'll see when people join our club," I possess a smug expression.

"Have fun with that," Yoko messily rubbed my head, ruining my hair.

"I will."

 

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"I'm going to observe every one of you while combating. Keep switching partners until I fully write down some pros and cons many of you have. Afterwards, you can take a break and change back to your uniforms before class is over," Coach Vlad instructed.

Of course, Yoko would be my partner. We decided beforehand as we were chatting and walking our way to fencing class. Little did Yoko and everybody else know that Wednesday also has this class.

"This is a fucking coincidence. Bianca, Xavier, and Wednesday are here too!" Yoko's jaw dropped.

"I knew Wednesday would be here. Bianca and Xavier, not so much."

"Huh. Who knew."

"Hey guys! Surprised to see the famous Enid and Yoko," Tanaka and I turned around to see Ajax Petropolus, a gorgon friend of ours called our names.

"Sup Ajax. I didn't see you were in this class until now," I responded.

"That was because I was a little late. Principal Weems switched my classes around. It's a good thing we have fencing together."

"It is. How's your little snake friends doing?" I questioned the gorgon teen.

"They're comfy in my beanie. I fed them before I left for my first class," he patted his head gently.

"Cool. Do you have a partner?"

"I don't. I'm waiting for Xavier to finish dueling some kid in the meantime. I'm guessing you're both partners huh?" Ajax pointed to Yoko and I.

"Yes we are! We should begin before Coach Vlad starts yelling at us," Yoko reminded me.

"Good idea. Are you coming to the quad for club rush?" I asked one last question to Ajax.

"I am. You two will be there, yeah?"

"Yeah man. There's a surprise from us," Yoko curled her lips upward.

"You got me intrigued. I hope it's an amazing surprise," Ajax smiled and waved before traveling on foot to where Xavier is.

"What surprise are you talking about?" I lifted a brow in confusion.

"Our club stand. He's going to want to join us."

"And if he doesn't?"

"His loss. Now come on Enid. I wanna see how much you've improved after that loss with the sirens," Yoko took off her glasses and pulled down her fencing mask.

"Bianca was tough to beat. She probably still is, but that's okay. Someone else can beat her for me," I smirked as I put on the mask.

Yoko and I held our foils up and were ready to strike. I was the first to go after Yoko. I used a flick technique to swing my foil as it curves around. Yoko has been dodging and blocking the attacks before she was capable of performing a counter attack on me. The battle lasted for a good minute when Yoko was caught off guard, and I snuck in a quick swipe. The tip of the sword hit Yoko on her right chest, giving me the point.

"Very good Enid! Still holding strong like last year. You've grown quite a lot Yoko. Work on gaining more stamina, and you will do just fine," Vlad complimented our skills while writing stuff down on his clipboard.

"Thanks Coach Vlad," I moved the mask up and gave him a thumbs up.

"Do you want to go for a second round?" My friend wanted to know.

Before I could reply, my attention was caught by Wednesday and Bianca. They were both a few feet apart from each other with foil swords in their hands and masks on. Yoko noticed what I was glancing at, and she too, was curious who was going to win the match. Yoko and I withdrew our masks completely to see which foil would touch who.

"It's one to one. Are you girls ready?" Both of them nodded with their knees slightly bent and their sabers elevated.

"En garde!"

Bianca made the first strike as Wednesday fought back. It was Xavier, Ajax, Yoko, and I who were watching the two brawl. The girls were stepping back and forth as each of their sabers collided together. A move Bianca pulled was swinging the sword to Wednesday's legs. My mouth dropped right away when my roommate did an aerial cartwheel with no hands assisting her.

"Damn! I take everything back to what I said about your roommate. She's freaking awesome," my friend was stunned.

I couldn't help but chuckle at her. She was right though. Wednesday is awesome. I cheered inside for the psychic to win. She could be the first one to defeat Bianca. It's crazy how Wednesday is a professional at fencing, but I shouldn't be surprised if she has a talent for everything. I was prepared to celebrate when Wednesday would land the tip of her foil onto Bianca. It was actually the other way around. The siren has her sword settling on Wednesday's stomach. My eyes averted around the room to see those who watched the fight look shocked.

"The point goes to Bianca. Good duel girls. Everyone else, resume your battle with your partner!" Coach Vlad clapped his hands together once as the fencing students went back in position.

I felt a lot of guilt built up for Wednesday. She was doing so well. I'm not disappointed in her. Never that. Yet, I'm still proud of my roommate and will think of her as a winner in my book. I lost my train of thought when the short girl peeled off the mask and gawked straight to me. I stiffened as Addams was approaching me. Yoko chose to leave me and did not want to interfere with whatever Wednesday had in mind. She came to a halt four feet away from me with her inexpressive face.

"Enid. Duel me."

"Duel you?"

"Do I need to repeat myself?" Wednesday said in a firm voice.

"N-no! I just didn't expect you to wanna brawl me," I waved my hands in an alarmed way.

"Don't underestimate me, Sinclair," my roomie put her black mask on.

I had the courage to grin and say, "I would never."

I also covered my head with the protective mask and got into my stance. We were standing on top of the padding with the sabers raised. A moment went by up to now when Wednesday quickly motioned the sword back and forth. At a fast pace, I clashed every swing my roommate gave me. I was searching for an opening to land the point on Wednesday, except there wasn't any. Right when the psychic was about to sway her foil at me, the padding slid up, leaving a bump for Wednesday to accidentally trip on it.

The worst part was that she was close enough to me that she brought me down with her. I fell on my back against the pads with my body flat down and Wednesday on top of my abdominal area. I was staring at the ceiling but immediately looked at Wednesday. My cheeks reddened when I observed her laying onto me. Though, I was also concerned about her.

"Oh my gosh Wednesday! Are you okay!?" I lifted my upper body using my hands to check on the girl.

I even put a hand on her forearm to help out. She picked herself up rapidly and away from me as she grabbed the mask from her head, revealing her face and hair sticking out.

"I'm fine. I think I'm done for the day," she turned away and went to the locker room.

There I was, on the floor with my legs outstretched. My face remained warm for unknown reasons after I removed the fencing mask. I wasn't positive if I was getting a fever. Thankfully, no one saw the encounter. They were all busy receiving participation points and sword fighting. I stood from the ground and decided to find somebody else to duel me for the rest of the class. Like Yoko mentioned, 'So much for the first day of school.'

 

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"I would like to thank Principal Weems for letting us out early to organize our stand. She deserves so many boyfriends, girlfriends, or both," Yoko announced.

"She's the best. I couldn't have asked for a better principal. Weems really cares about the school and students," I was made aware.

"That lady sure does. Thornhill is nice too. I can't believe a normie like her would be kind to us outcasts. Some normies these days look at us like we're monsters, coming to take over the world and eat people for fun," Yoko remarked.

"Hopefully the normies at the academy aren't like those people. If that's not the case, I can help them adjust to being around us freaks. That's the reason why I made this club in the first place."

"I wish you're right, friend. As your vice president, I think we should throw a small party at my dorm. Just the two of us," Tanaka pulled me by the shoulders, giving me a side hug.

"I am so down to earth for a little party," I smiled mildly.

"Cool beans. Let's get this party started first!"

"Heck yeah!"

I examined my watch when it hit exactly twelve o'clock. It was now time for lunch and the club rush to begin. During the time Yoko and I were setting up the stand, I managed to scan what other clubs people had in mind. I only looked at half since I was running out of time to get things ready. Once I'm satisfied with the amount of people that become a member, I'll have Yoko take over while I finish inspecting the rest of the clubs.

My friend and I were seated as everyone in class was coming out to the quad or cafeteria. I am hyped to meet and make new friends. I don't care if I have five people who enlisted to my club. I would be happy and grateful.

"Enid! Divina is coming over here," Yoko gripped my arm and shook my entire body.

"Relax, Yoko. You're going to make a scene. Just act normal," I gave advice to the chaotic vampire.

"But I'm not normal. I'm a vampire."

"What's up guys?" Divina presented herself.

"Hi Divina! What're you doing here?" Yoko nervously beamed.

"Uh, don't you remember some days ago? When we established that I would join Freaky Friday?" Divina smiled while also puzzled at the same time.

I handed Yoko's crush a sign up sheet with a pen and included a small poster of what's expected in the club.

"You know how Yoko is. She sometimes forgets things. You're just in luck today. You are the first member of Freaky Friday. Congrats," I was excited for the siren.

"Thanks guys. I'm really honored. I'm gonna get lunch, so I'll probably come back to hang out with you two," Divina gave back the paper to me.

"Sure thing. See you in a bit."

"Right on," Divina left for the cafeteria.

"Ugh! I didn't even get to say that much to her," Yoko planted her hands on her face.

"I saved your ass Tanaka. Maybe you need some more blood to help you calm down," I suggested.

"Speaking of calm, here comes Wednesday and her normie boyfriend."

Oh shit.

"Fuck," I mumbled to myself, feeling a little off.

"You okay dude? You're turning red," Yoko stared at me weirdly.

"Y-yeah! I'm all good. I think it's just a bit hot out here don't you think?" I tugged the collar of my uniform.

I seriously have no idea what is going on with me? Is it because I am embarrassed from what had happened earlier with Wednesday and I? It must be.

"It's decent weather Sinclair. Take off your coat if it's so hot, and leave on your white long sleeve," Yoko proposed.

"I will," I began removing my uniform coat and moved onto my warm, long sleeved shirt underneath it.

After I finished, Wednesday had already made it to the front of our stand with Tyler Galpin. I totally forgot she was dating him. She doesn't even talk about him at all. That's strange.

"Howdy roomie! It's good to see you again. What brings you here?" I curled my lips, pretending that I'm not freaking out.

"I wanted to see what kind of cult you're running," Wednesday scowled.

"What about you Tyler? I heard good things about you. Are you willing to join and learn about us creatures?" Yoko queried.

"No thanks. I'm not a big fan of mythical creatures. Especially werewolves," Tyler then gazed at me.

I furrowed my eyebrows and frowned at the normie questionably.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I questioned my roommate's boyfriend.

"I see you guys as wild animals is all I'm saying. No need to be soft about it," Galpin tried to defend himself.

"Quit it Tyler. Neither Enid nor Yoko doesn't need your opinion about them. They asked you a simple yes or no question. Now, fetch me lunch. I'm feeling hungry," Wednesday came to the rescue.

"I'll be back," Tyler intently gaped at me specifically before leaving the quad.

"Well he's not allowed to be a part of the Freaky Friday club," Yoko rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"I'm sure he has his reasons. Anyways, thanks for helping us out there Wednesday. You're a life saver. Also, I already got you lunch," I pulled out a lunch tray and gave it to her.

"You're turning into my mother. Always checking to see if I've eaten and will serve me food if I haven't," Wednesday stayed neutral.

"I'm looking out for a friend of mine," I smiled sweetly.

My roommate moved her eyes away from my own when she glanced at the sign above us.

"According to what Yoko mentioned, your club is about learning all the types of outcasts in this school."

"Correct. Not only that, but we get to do some crazy activities that we do in our culture," Yoko uttered eagerly.

"Such as?" Wednesday wanted a list.

"Fighting, sucking each other's blood, transforming into werewolves, all those fun things!"

"Hm. Sounds... tempting."

"You don't need to become a member asap. Only when you feel like it. You can take your time Wednesday. You don't even have to join at all," I passed a poster to Wednesday.

"I'll think about it," Wednesday's eyes landed back to me.

I nodded and replied, "Enjoy your lunch with Tyler."

She lingered a couple of seconds before staring at the ground and walked away. I no longer felt hot when she left.

"When the fuck did you start handing Wednesday her lunch?" Yoko was blown away.

"Since we met. I might need a break already," I got up from my chair.

"Are you sure you're okay? You are acting funny," Yoko squinted her eyes suspiciously.

"I am okay. I need to walk around the quad and see the other clubs. Cover for me please?" I begged with puppy eyes.

"Fine. Hurry it up because I'm going to die when Divina comes back."

"Don't worry. I will!"

I left my stand and followed the walkway. I distracted myself by picking out clubs that suited me. So far, none of them weren't interesting enough for me. Those who are holding a club have a partner with them, except for a boy wearing glasses and a retainer. The sign above him has beekeeping written on it. I chose to see what this kid has to offer. When I was nearing him, his eyes sparkled as if I were some angel who fell down from heaven.

"Hi there!" I saluted softly.

"Hi! You're so pretty," the teen was straightforward.

"Oh, thanks."

"S-sorry. It's the second time a girl has come up to me."

"No need to apologize. So, what's up with your club?" I wanted information about his club.

"It's beekeeping. We get to learn about bees and even help their population grow. There's also some bee puns included," the boy whispered in the last part.

"I do like puns. Bees? Not so much, but I'll learn to get over my fear of them."

"I'll help with that. Here's the sign up sheet," he handed me a clipboard and pencil.

I stopped in my tracks when I saw Wednesday's names written, and it was the only name there. As I jotted my name down, I heard the owner of beekeeping ask me a simple question.

"What's your name?"

"Enid Sinclair. What about yours?"

"Eugene. Eugene Ottinger."

Chapter 5: One Stalker, Two Messages

Wednesday Addams

"Wednesday."

"Wednesday ? "

"Wednesday!"

I opened my eyes and raised myself up from my slumber. I frantically looked at my surroundings to see I'm no longer in my bedroom. Rather, I was somewhere dark, foggy, and blue. Out of nowhere, there was a girl in front of me. Her hair is a dirty blond made into pigtails and the exact same height as me. She's wearing a long, corset dress that reached to her ankles.

"You must be wondering where you are and who I am," the phantom girl read my mind.

"Do tell," I ordered.

"I'm Goody Addams. An ancestor of yours truly. We are currently in your vision," Goody simplified.

"I see. You're not a guardian angel of mine, correct?"

"Not precisely. I visit your visions when one is activated by a touch of an item that can spark a future you seek from it."

"Interesting. The last thing I remember was grabbing my phone from my nightstand. What's the issue with my phone?"

"You will be receiving threats from an unknown person. Whoever is behind the screen is watching your every move. They are deemed extremely dangerous," my ancestor concluded.

"Is that supposed to frighten me?" I called bluff.

"Yes. I consider being careful and aware wherever you go."

"It'd be easier for you to tell me who's behind all of this stupidity. I can find them and use my collection of torture devices to find out what they want from me. Just say the name," I waited for Goody to give me a name.

"Grievously, I do not know. That is for you to search for the answers you are looking for. As much as I want to continue speaking with you, I am running out of time. Watch your back Wednesday. Good luck," Goody slowly disintegrated into the fog behind her.

Right as she left, my head was tossed back in a swift movement. My eyesight was all black when I heard an identifiable voice calling my name. My eyes were no longer shut, and I was brought back to reality. There I was, sitting on the edge of my bed. Inches away from me was my roommate, Enid. She had both hands grasping onto my shoulders, shaking me. Her blue eyes were filled with worry and fear. Sinclair's face didn't include her usual sickening smile. It was replaced with a distressed appearance.

"Are you alright Wednesday? I was calling your name, but you didn't respond. I thought you died on me there," Enid was beyond freaked out.

"I wish I did. However, that's not how I plan to be deceased. I had a vision," I simply responded.

"Whew. And I thought you were having a seizure of some sort. Now I know for the next time you have a vision," the werewolf's face softened and brought back the grin that fits her.

I realized that she had her hands stuck on my shoulders. Enid noticed it too and pulled them away quickly. Those hands left a warm imprint that were shockingly soothing. Nonetheless, I wouldn't admit it. I have no clue as to why it was comforting. Maybe the vision had something to do with it.

"Didn't I tell you not to cross over my side of the room?" I folded my arms to seem menacing.

"Yeah, but I was worried that something was wrong. Can't a friend be concerned about your well being?" Again, her smile faded.

"I thought we've established that we are not friends. As you can see, I'm still alive. Go back to bed, and do not disturb me."

"Before I do, can I at least know what you saw in your vision?" Enid's head was slanted like a puppy who didn't understand a word their owner had said.

"I suppose it wouldn't kill me to tell you. I met an ancestor of mine named Goody Addams. She was wearing a dress, and her hair is the color of a dirty blonde. She wanted me to know that something is going to happen very soon. I will not say any further as this doesn't have anything to do with you," my eyes narrowed.

"No worries. If you have a vision about you and I in the future, you gotta tell me," Enid beamed while heading to her side of the bedroom.

I doubt you'll be in my future.

When Enid left the picture, I heard a ping come from my smartphone. It laid on the nightstand with the screen on. My right hand hovered over and picked it up. I stared at my notification to see I was given two messages. I opened the message app and tapped on the profile that's named Unknown. I was skeptical of how the profile didn't include a phone number. Right below the profile were the two messages sent from them.

Unknown: Hello Wednesday.

Unknown: You'll never guess who I am, however you will know that I will be your worst nightmare.

 

I glanced away from my phone and looked at Enid intently. She's the only one who knows that I have a phone besides my family and Thing. Not once have I mentioned it to Tyler. I secretly use my device  before class starts in a way no one would know I have a phone. The text doesn't sound accurate enough to be Enid, but I must make sure. It'll add more trust to my roommate.

"Enid," I called out the werewolf's name.

"Yes, Wednesday? Something the matter?" Enid propped herself up from her bed to see what I needed.

She had her phone in her hand. I saw the brightness was on but couldn't tell what app she was using. Enid didn't seem like she was hiding something. There wasn't a hint of nervousness running throughout her body. Only curiosity and relaxation.

I'm going to regret this.

"Let's exchange phone numbers," I said with my normal tedious tone.

I swore Enid's eyes shined and glowed brightly like the stars in the sky. She had the biggest grin I've ever seen. That will be the last time I will make Enid this joyful.

"No way Wednesday Addams wants me to have her phone number!" Speedily, Enid jumped out of bed with her phone and came over to the middle of the room.

I left my bed and went to the middle, standing a couple feet away from Enid. I left the app and opened the contacts one, so she wouldn't see Unknown's messages. We both handed our phones to each other without hesitation. I saw that Enid  had her message app displayed. There were no messages sent from me. Not surprised. I put in my number as Enid did to mine, and we gave back our phone. There was a ding noise from both of our devices. I checked to see Enid had sent me a text.

My fav roommate💖: Hi Wednesday!

 

"The name you put for yourself makes me want to throw my phone out of the window. Also, what does fav mean?" I took my eyes away from my phone and glared at Enid.

"Fav is short for favorite," she clarified.

"How despicable. I hope you don't expect me to text or call you," I evoked.

"I know. It's the opposite for me. I'm going to send you lots of memes, videos, pictures, and messages," she proudly stated.

"My plan of getting rid of you is still on the table. Don't tempt me, Enid," I spun around to go back to my bed.

Thing was on a pillow, watching the whole interaction between Sinclair and I. Even though he doesn't have a mouth or eyes, I can tell he was smirking. He started signing to me.

Who knew you would give Enid your number. I thought it would be your boyfriend, Tyler, but I guess not. I am beginning to believe you like her.

"I see you want to lose all of your fingers if you think that I like Enid. I gave her my phone number because there's someone who texted me. They said they are my worst nightmare. I had to be sure it wasn't Enid. It's obviously not her," I explicated.

That checks her out. Who do you think it is, and what do they want from you?

"That's what I'm trying to figure out. I'm not pinpointing anyone for the moment. I need to observe everyone to find anything suspicious about them that can guide me. You're going to help out, but you cannot say anything about this to anyone. Not even Enid. Got it?"

Enid would be a great addition to find out who's harassing you. She's the queen of gossip and pretty much knows a lot of people from school.

"It would be foolish of me to disagree. Yet, she cannot know. If I really need the help, I'll ask Enid," I confirmed.

Good deed.

"In the morning, I will text the fiend who dares terrorize me. In the meantime, I need some shut-eye," I went underneath the covers and laid on my back.

I crossed both arms over my chest, resembling a deceased person in their casket. I closed my eyes and let the sleepiness take over me.

 

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Classes were done and over with the entire day. Enid and I were walking together, a bit too close that neither of us minded. I blocked out the colorful girl's voice while my eyes scanned throughout the hallway of the academy building. Nothing caught my eye that I found suspicious in anyone's body language when I passed through.

"...and all of a sudden, the guy bumped into me on purpose. He looked back and gave me a disgusted look. I didn't even do anything to him," Enid blabbered on about her run in with an outcast.

"You should have extracted your claws and gouged his eyeballs. Then, he wouldn't be able to see your face," I advised.

"I would go to prison for that, and I'm too nice to hurt someone that did little less harm to me," my werewolf roommate sulked.

"Let my influence rub on you, and you won't be thinking that way."

"There's a small bit of it seeping into my veins but not enough to become exactly like you," Enid held her head high up with a pleased expression.

"That's saddening news to hear," I mockingly declared.

Enid was about to comment when we both made out a recognizable male voice. We turned around in sync to see Tyler jogging over to us.

"Wednesday! There you are. I was looking everywhere for you," Tyler stopped up anterior to Enid and I.

"What is it that you need from me?" I went straight to the point.

"Want to grab some grub and hang out at the quad?" His eyes focused on me.

"Not today. I'm heading to my room right now to commit an hour of my novel. Enid is bringing me my lunch as usual. You can stay with my roommate and actually get to know her while I'm gone."

"Uhhh..."

"I'll be waiting for my lunch, Enid," was the last thing I uttered before leaving the two alone.

 

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Enid Sinclair

"Looks like my girlfriend has a soft spot for you," Tyler spoke, looking daggers at me.

"You think so?" I had my hopes high after he said that.

"For a werewolf like you, you're clearly blind. No wonder I hate your kind. You think you're all innocent," Galpin distinctively remarked.

"What are you talking about? What did I even do that makes you hate werewolves?" I no longer smiled and had my lips pressed into a thin line.

"My mother was killed by one when I was kid. I did my best to help her. It was too late," there was rage in his eyes.

I felt an odd presence come off from him. I was able to sniff out a change in his scent too. This guy was really angry. I need to stay away from him.

"I'm sorry. I really am. But that doesn't mean you should hate me or any other werewolves," I sincerely apologized.

"I don't need your pity. It's not going to help bring my mom back. If you know what's good for you, stay away from me," just like the last guy, he harshly bumped into my shoulder, walking away in anger.

I stayed silent, ogling at the floor. He means business when he wants me to stay away. I already had that thought in mind. I never wanted to build enemies. Instead, I yearned to make friends. My dream was to get a lot of people along with one another. Tyler is one who is not willing to do so. It doesn't mean I'll treat him like shit. I respect his opinions as long as he doesn't do any harm.

I emitted an audible breath before walking into the lunch area that's nearby. There wasn't a line so I grabbed two plates of food. One had red meat and the other was a sandwich with a side of fries. I snatched two bottles of water and made my journey to the dorm room. My foot followed the stairs leading to all the rooms in Ophelia Hall. I wasn't able to make it to my room when I saw Yoko's head peeking out through the bedroom door that belongs to her.

"Yo! Enid! Get your ass over here. There's some tea I need to spill," Yoko gestured her hands for me to come over.

"Give me a second. I gotta drop off Wednesday's lunch first, then I will go to your room."

"Did she turn you into her slave or something? That girl has a leash wrapped around you, girl," she wiggled her brows together.

I groaned internally, feeling my cheeks heat up from what my friend had mentioned.

"Shut the hell up!" Yoko covered her mouth.

"What? I didn't say anything," I gawked at Tanaka.

"Not only do I have tea to spill, but you do too!"

"I'm really confused, and that doesn't matter. I will catch you in a minute," I moved on to my room as Yoko was squealing like a fan girl.

I seriously have no idea what is wrong with her. I hope she didn't accidentally eat garlic or anything that's making her act all weird. I made it a few doors down to my room and opened it as best as I could with the amount of stuff I have in my arms and hands. I found Wednesday typing away in her typewriter. Thing was laying on her bed, reading a magazine, page by page. Thing saw my presence and rapidly crawled his way to me, happy that I was here. He climbed onto my shoulder and sat there.

"Hey Thing. How are you?"

Better now that you are here. He signed.

"Aww. You're so sweet! I have a small gift for you lying on my desk. It's in a tiny box if you want to check it out," I brought it up.

Of course I do! Be right back.

Thing hopped down and trotted to my desk. While he was busy tearing up the box, I stayed back from Wednesday's side of the room and held out the plate.

"I brought food for my number one roommate!" I exclaimed merrily.

The clicking sounds from the typewriter stopped. Wednesday got up from her chair and strolled towards me. Her normal emotion remained when I gave her the plate with the sandwich on top. I passed over a water bottle which she visibly took. The psychic gaped into my eyes as it slowly softened. My heart skipped a beat because this was the first time I've ever seen Wednesday loosen her face. I felt a burst of triumph bubbling in the pit of my stomach. Something I never experienced before.

"Did Tyler stay to chat with you?" She rotated back to her desk.

"He did. It was quick but nothing important," I didn't want Wednesday to get upset with him being disrespectful to me.

"I bet you forced him to become friends," my roommate said.

"No. I wouldn't do that to him. Speaking of friends, I'm going to visit Yoko for an hour. Is it okay if I bring Thing with me? I want to introduce her to him," I asked for permission.

"Go ahead. A few people have seen Thing before and fainted at the sight of him. That boy, Xavier Thorpe, nearly ran into a wall when he noticed Thing. It was amusing to watch. What's not amusing is Xavier chattering his head off about his problem with Bianca. I keep telling him that I don't have solutions nor am I a perfect love therapist to aid him," Wednesday ranted.

"I think it's because you're in a relationship. Maybe he sees you as someone that can help."

"My relationship with Tyler is not that serious. I don't allow him to place a hand on me. We've gone on dates, however that's as far as we will ever go."

If I had a tail attached to me, it would be wagging tremendously. Wednesday is opening up to me. This is the first time I will see her this vulnerable. Obviously, I didn't want to point it out and make Wednesday put all her feelings away. I kept the thought to myself.

"Hm. Yoko can wait for a bit longer," I muttered to myself.

The Addams was bewildered when she couldn't make out what I said. I went to my desk and set down my food on it. I latched my hands onto the chair, bringing it to the middle of the room. I sat down with my feet resting on the wooden floor. Wednesday had a hunch of what I was doing, and she also dragged her chair across from me. Right as she was seated, I started the conversation back up.

"This will be between you and I. And I guess Thing if he even is paying attention," I turned my head to Thing rubbing a good amount of lotion on his skin that I bought him as a present.

"Is this about Tyler and I?" Wednesday was direct.

"Yup! I'm like an investigator who will interrogate you as a criminal."

"Being a criminal doesn't sound so horrible," she crossed her arms and leaned into the seat, feeling invested.

"For any reason, you can stop the conversation or not answer any of my questions," I wanted to make sure Wednesday felt comfortable about all of this.

"Proceed."

"Okay. Whenever you're with Tyler, do you feel butterflies fluttering around in your stomach?"

"Why would I eat live butterflies? I prefer spiders or millipedes," she genuinely responded.

I couldn't help myself from laughing at Wednesday's answers. It was so random, yet so hilarious.

"What's so funny?" My classmate had the eyes of a hawk.

"Nothing, nothing. What you told me proves that you don't really feel any emotions. What I meant was, do you get excited, happy, or warm when Tyler is next to you?"

"No. I feel dead inside."

"Okay, not bad. Have you had a thought where you wanted to hold hands or cuddle him?"

"No. I did have a thought where I would chop his hands off with a butcher knife and use it to strangle him. It would count as him strangling himself."

"That's... disturbing. Anywho, when you two go on dates, is it anything that brings you happiness?"

"Not one bit. It brings me despair. I hate it," Wednesday spat out.

"Huh. Well, that concludes our investigation. It appears I figured out the problem," I clasped my hands together.

"What's the problem?"

"You don't have feelings for him. Therefore, you should break up with him," I added.

"How do I do that? Will I need a weapon to break his bones?"

"No, silly. You just need to tell him that you don't want to be together anymore and part ways. It's very easy for you to do since you don't care about peoples' feelings."

"Seems you were right about my deviousness seeping through your veins. I will need to break up with him some other time. I have to finish my hour of typing and practice playing my cello. Most likely I'll be out on a mission with Thing in the middle of the night," she announced.

"Ooo. A secret mission eh? I have one too and that is meeting up with Yoko. Thing, are you coming along? Her and I can paint your nails," I hustled to my nightstand and yanked out some nail polish.

Thing jumped up and down in eagerness and creeped up on me. He thanked me for the gift before waving bye to Wednesday. I snatched my plate of food and water to take with me.

"See ya later roomie," I smirked and winked at the short girl.

I didn't let her say anything once I got to the door and closed it quick. I might've gone insane, but it felt good winking at the Addams. I even felt better when Wednesday is planning to break up with Tyler. It's weird.

I saw that. Thing tapped on my shoulder.

"Saw what?"

You winking at her. I know what you are Sinclair.

"W-what? I have no idea what you're talking about," I avoided staring at Thing as we both were walking past door to door until I stopped at a specific door number.

I knocked and waited patiently for Yoko to open the door.

No need to play dumb Enid. I should owe you another thank you because Wednesday has given me two days off from working for her. It's all thanks to you.

"She actually did what I asked!? Tyler is right. She does have a soft spot for me," I grinned wide.

Don't tell Wednesday I said that.

"You got it," I nodded.

That's when Yoko finally opened the door. She did not have her glasses on because her entire room was completely dark. It's a good thing that she and I have keen vision.

"About damn time you made it. And what the fuck is that thing?" Yoko inspected and pointed at Thing.

"His name is Thing. He is a part of the Addams family. Thing, this is my friend, Yoko," I introduced my friends to each other.

Hello.

"Sup little dude. What happened to the rest of his body?" Yoko looked down at me.

"It's a mystery. No one knows."

"That's sick. Now, get your wolf butt in here. You have some explaining to do," Yoko tugged my arm, bringing me into her room.

"Explaining to do? If someone spreads rumors about me, it's all false."

"There are no rumors about you. I found out something when I talked about Wednesday wrapping a leash around you. Remember that conversation?" Yoko smirked smoothly.

"Uh, y-yeah?! What did you find out that's making you bring it up?" The air was starting to get hot.

"AHA! You're blushing! You see that Thing? She has a crush on Wednesday Addams. I know what you are Enid Sinclair," Yoko pointed at my face.

I said the exact same thing to her!

"No way! High five Thing!" The vampire held her hand high up for Thing to collide his own body against.

"You guys are seeing things. I-I don't have a crush on her," I was going berserk.

"Mhm. That's what they all say. But hey, we don't judge. Thing, I assign you and I as captains of team Wenclair."

"Team Wen- what?" I was now lost.

"Wenclair. Y'know, Wednesday and Sinclair, put together," Yoko made a heart out of her hands.

"Not you shipping us together," I smacked my head with my hand.

"That's what you get for teasing me with Divina," my friend revealed her fangs with a smug face.

"My time has come."

 

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Wednesday Addams

Never would I have imagined myself venting to Enid Sinclair about my relationship with Tyler. It was nowhere near me spilling out real emotions everyone has. I don't have feelings. Only satisfaction when tormenting my nemesis. I can't comprehend how it feels to identify love and sadness. It doesn't matter since I vowed to never feel those sentiments. When I lost my pet scorpion, Nero, I promised to not cry. I haven't broken that promise. Even the one where I will not fall in love with somebody.

I was done typing my fourth chapter. I pushed aside my typewriter and finished the leftover sandwich Enid had brought me. I stared out the window to see the sky still blue and full of sunlight. Today was an enjoyable day besides Xavier's difficulty with handling Bianca who's playing hard to get.

Boredom was creeping up on me, so I fetched my phone from my bed. I turned it on to see some messages from Enid. I clicked it and caught a glimpse of pictures of my roommate posing in front of a mirror. There were other pictures of random photos with words written on it. One read, 'Want to know how to make any salad into a caesar salad? Stab it twenty-three times.'

The corner of my lips slightly raised up after reading it. It was stupid but my type of humor. I picked out and saved a photo Enid has sent me to use as her profile picture. After it was cropped properly in the circle, I was met with a text message from Unknown.

What do they want from me?

I tapped on the notification and the screen took me to Unknown's text.

Unknown: I know you're reading this Addams.

Unknown: I would encourage you to message me back or else you will face varieties of consequences.

 

I was filled with indignation after reading my stalker's words. Texting this person would be an option. Not minding them is another. If they are so desperate to get a message from me, then so be it.

Me🔪: You are way more annoying than any other being I have met.

 

Unknown: It's a pleasure speaking with you, Wednesday.

 

Me🔪: It is torturous chatting with my anonymous stalker.

 

Unknown: Call me whatever you want. It won't change the idea that we are enemies.

 

Me🔪: I fancy making enemies. They give me light to my dark heart and soul.

 

Unknown: Then, you're going to love the endless pain I bring upon you.

 

Me🔪: I would like to see you try.

 

Unknown: You leave me no choice, Wednesday. Enjoy the solitude you've craved for.

 

"Little does Unknown know, I love pain and solitude," I sneered wickedly at my phone.

 

Me🔪: Bring it on.

Chapter 6: Gross Feelings

Enid Sinclair

Fridays are the best. Mainly because it's the last day before the weekend begins. And today is a new beginning for my club. I've been waiting for this day to come. I had a list of the members who joined Freaky Friday. The names I recognize are Bianca, Ajax, Xavier, Divina, and Thing. I mentioned the club to Thing the other day. He agreed to be a part of it and help organize when needed.

Yoko, Thing, and I were out in the quad. We placed a piece of paper with tape and stuck them on the picnic tables that are available. Each paper has a tally chart drawn on it. Our activity we chose is a contest everyone can participate in. I'm really eager about it.

"Is everything prepared, Thing?" I inquired the hand.

He tapped, Yup! Everything is ready.

"Perfect. Yoko! Are you finished writing on the whiteboard?" I twisted around to see Yoko focused on the whiteboard that's connected to a stand.

She had her hands on her hips, checking if there were any mistakes she made accidentally. After Yoko reviewed it, she faced me and held a thumbs up. That was a cue my friend was done writing on the board.

"Who do you think will arrive at the quad first?" I gazed at Thing who was on top of the picnic table.

He used his index finger to point behind me. I turned and saw the one and only, king of the bees.

"Eugene! You're here!" I beamed brighter than the sun.

"Why wouldn't I bee? You joined my club, so I'll bee comb a member of yours," He made a pun that had me chuckling.

"Then, wel-comb to the colony. Sit wherever you like. Once more people arrive, I will start today's activity."

"Sweet!" Eugene picked a table that was closest to the whiteboard.

The next two outcasts to make it are Ajax and Xavier.

"Wow. Principal Weems let you claim the entire quad," Xavier spoke in a surprised manner.

"Weems loves me," I shrugged my shoulders.

"A tad bit more than any other student here. Do you happen to know if Bianca will come?"

"Yeah. She texted me saying that she, Divina, and Kent are meeting up here."

"Wherever the girls go, Kent follows. They are like sisters to him. Well, Divina and him are biological siblings. You get the point," Xavier gestured by using his head.

"What are you two talking about?" Ajax came from behind us and wrapped his arms around both of our shoulders.

"Xavier here desperately wants to see a certain siren drop by," I simpered teasingly.

"Bro. Stop being a pussy and just ask her out. It's not that hard," the gorgon boy playfully punched Xavier on the shoulder.

"That's easy for you to say. Say, Enid. Is today's pursuit involved in being partners with someone?"

"Yeah. It's a contest we're having. You will find out what it is in a couple of minutes," I gave him an answer.

"Yes!" Xavier happily punched the air.

"Whatever contest you have in mind, I am ready for it," Ajax cracked his knuckles and grinned determinedly.

"I hope you are," I smirked confidently, knowing that he is not ready.

"Enid."

I whirled myself in the direction of a familiar, stern voice. My face lit up right away when I saw Addams in her dark uniform approaching me. Ajax made a choice to go with Xavier for the moment. I felt a little fluttering sensation roaming around my stomach at the sight of my roommate. I pushed the feeling aside and instead, concentrated on the braided-haired girl in front of me.

"Welcome Wednesday! I'm so glad you made it," I outstretched my arms for her to collide into me.

She stood still and didn't near an inch close to me. She stared up and down at me briskly without saying a word. Her expression was nothing but grim. We're back to when we first met in our dorm room.

"Ah! Still not a hugger. It's cool," I dropped my arms, getting the hint that she doesn't want to be embraced.

"Don't look forward to me coming to your club every Monday and Friday. I came today because I want to observe the clan you're managing and see if it fits my style to join," she indicated.

"Even if this is the first and last time you drop by, I'm still thankful you came," I beamed.

"I don't like it when you are sappy. It's very revolting."

"I'm flattered," I thought of Wednesday's statement as a compliment.

"More like horrified. I see Eugene joined. He's a bit tolerable when I visited him for the beekeeping club," both Wednesday and I turned our heads to Eugene who was talking to Thing.

"Woah, really? Am I tolerable too?"

"I don't know. You tell me Sinclair," Wednesday went around me and to Eugene and Thing.

She didn't deny nor agree to my question. I would say I'm on top of her list for being the most tolerable person. Thing is number one I'm assuming.

"Well, well, well. Enid Sinclair. The Leader of the Furs. What surprise do you owe us?" My eyes followed the sound belonging to Bianca.

With her was Kent, Divina's twin brother. Divina wasn't with them but rather with Yoko. I noticed my friend was a blushing mess and moving around quite a lot. That girl needs some blood to help her out.

"A surprise I know you guys will love. It involves a competition. Exactly your type."

"You know me so well. Whatever competition you have in mind, I'll win," Bianca confidently implied.

"Good luck," I encouraged.

I watched as Bianca nodded and brought Kent with her to sit down on a picnic table. A good amount of mixed outcasts has arrived to the quad. They chatted with Yoko and I before settling down. Once I was content enough to see a handful of Nevermore students at the quad, I began my speech.

"Good afternoon, members of Freaky Friday. For those who don't know me, I'm Enid Sinclair, the president. I'm a werewolf and the leader of the Furs. This here, is my lovely vampire friend, Yoko Tanaka. She's also the leader of the Fangs and vice president of Freaky Friday. Please give her an applause!" I stepped aside for Yoko to make her announcement.

Everyone clapped besides Wednesday who had her hands intertwined together and on top of her lap. She was sitting up straight with eyes focused and listening intently. Her feet were planted fully on the grass without crossing it or moving. Altogether, Wednesday looks good when she's attentive over a topic.

"Now that I went through the boring stuff. It's Friday, and we all know what that means. It's time to get freaky with an activity my friend and I picked out! Everybody has either played or heard about it. It's called..." Yoko paused as she flipped the board over to showcase what she had written and drawn.

Was I staring too long at Wednesday to the point where I got distracted? Because when the hell did Yoko finish going through the details about the club?

"Arm wrestling!"

I caught a few cheers and excitement from the outcasts. I got a quick glance from Wednesday who wasn't phased by the declaration. It was hard to depict how the girl is feeling. Though, she did claim she doesn't have emotions. From the outside, yes. The inside, maybe?

"This is like a fun research for Enid and I. We placed a piece of paper that's taped onto each table. On the very top, there's a list of the four main cliques. Scales, Furs, Fangs, and Stoners. If you're from neither of the four gangs, pick one. No judgment at all. Each group has a tally chart. Say a Stoner won the first round of arm wrestling against a Scale. The Stoners receive one tally mark. I understand that some of you don't want to do this activity. If you don't, you could be in charge of watching and marking tallies. Just like a referee. We'll add up the total when twenty minutes are up and declare who got the most points in the end. Have fun and please don't break anybody's arm."

After Yoko illustrated the rules of arm wrestling, the members shifted around to pick a tough opponent and play the game. Tanaka has always wanted to try a round of arm wrestling, and her goal is finally checked off. She went after Divina who didn't have a challenger. I snickered lightly at my ridiculous friend and went ahead to examine my watch to keep track of time.

"I hope to see someone break their own arm. Create more projects like today's that involve harm, and I will consider myself an official member of the Freaky Friday Club," out of nowhere, Wednesday appeared right next to me.

I didn't flinch or yelp in fright, surprisingly. More like I was captivated and paid my full attention to her. Yoko could be right. Wednesday has a leash wrapped around me. I'm such a dog.

"Anything for you," I murmured lowly.

"Care to repeat that?" Wednesday raised an eyebrow.

"I-I-I meant, I'll see what I can do! As long as nobody dies, right? Ha ha!" I anxiously rambled while rubbing the back of my neck.

This time, Addams tapered her eyes, eyeing me weirdly. I mentally smacked myself and felt my face become crimson. I pray that Wednesday is oblivious and doesn't think I'm into her. It wouldn't be good news.

"You're functioning in an unnatural way. The poison I slipped into your system while you were sleeping is operating from what I'm analyzing," she folded her arms.

"Poison? When am I going to die? When did you inject poison in me? Can I listen to Seventeen's newest album one last time before I depart from this world?" I was getting worked up.

"It was a dream I had."

"Oh! You got me there Wednesday. So, how about a match of arm wrestling together. I want to test out your strength," I curled my lips.

"As I clarified for you beforehand, I'm here to watch. Not participating. Pick somebody else to challenge. I can be the referee," Wednesday stated.

Wednesday? Watching me arm wrestle? Ha! She's going to be impressed by my power that I have invested in my entire muscles. I can't wait to see the look on her face. That is, if she shows any emotions.

I nodded and went to find a worthy opponent who is not arm wrestling at the moment. My eyes scanned the quad until I acquired a target. Xavier Thorpe. I quickly went up and tapped him on the arm. He looked down at me.

"I challenge you for a round of arm wrestling," I didn't hold back.

"Pft! Okay? Let's see what you can serve on the table," Xavier replied in a cocky way.

He followed me to an empty table where Wednesday was already standing by. We both sat down on the bench and nested our elbows on top of the wooden table. Our arms were inches apart until we gripped each other's right hands together. It was a firm clasped with our arms standing linear. Xavier couldn't hold back his smirk, feeling like he would win easily. I kept my eyes on him when Wednesday counted down to zero. It was our cue to begin our arm wrestling match.

Immediately, Xavier tried using all his arm muscles to push mine down completely. I didn't allow him to. It was still standing tall and hardly tilted. I felt my bicep bulging out when I held my arm still. I gritted my teeth but continued smiling with determination. Not many people know this but lycanthropes have superhuman strength and durability. We're able to tear and break things easily with just our bare hands and claws. That is why werewolves will be winning today's activity.

Ten more seconds passed, and Xavier still hasn't managed to bring my arm onto the table and claim victory. Wednesday wasn't impressed with Xavier and stared down at me to see what I would do next. I made sure she was watching me because in a flash, I took down Xavier's arm and slammed it against the table. It was to the point where I accidently cracked it.

Oh shit.

I let go of Thorpe's hand, and my eyes met Wednesday's with a grin. Hers were slightly wider as if she didn't expect me to obliterate the teen across from me. She noticed I was gaping at her which caused her to turn her back towards us.

"The point goes to Enid," was all she stated before moving away from us.

What's up with her?

"Holy shit man! That caught me off guard. I thought it would be an easy win," Xavier retrieved his hand and slowly began massaging it.

I put on a smug look and uttered, "Nice try Thorpe. We can have a rematch whenever you feel like you've gotten stronger. Maybe if you win the next round, Bianca will be very impressed about your performance."

"Tch. Like how you were when trying to impress Wednesday," the artist smirked teasingly.

"W-what?! I was doing no such thing!" I was starting to feel flustered.

"Mhm. Sure. Whatever you say Enid," Xavier rose to his feet and left.

He was not wrong. However, I'm going to deny it for the time being. Yoko and Thing are the only ones who have a hunch that I like like Wednesday. Until I figure out my own feelings, I'll keep it hidden.

Today was a successful day for everyone to get along. There were no arguments or fights that sparked. Not even a harsh insult has been said when I observed the outcasts. I was very proud and happy that everything ran smoothly.

"Enid and I have finally counted the total of tally marks for each clique and have a winner," Yoko voiced with a paper in her hands.

I leaned to her to look at the paper and beamed.

"The group who won today's game of arm wrestling is the Furs!" I exclaimed who won.

The lycans howled in happiness and others applauded for them.

"Come on up and claim your ribbons."

We had yellow ribbons with words scribbled on, my team won arm wrestling. Yoko and I handed each Fur member a ribbon and congratulated them.

"As for the rest of you, you'll be receiving a smaller ribbon that says, I played arm wrestling, or, I refereed arm wrestling."

Again, Yoko and I gave each individual a ribbon they chose. The Freaky Friday members were eased and delighted. Even if the other groups did not win arm wrestling, they won by engaging.

"Say, where's your girlfriend?" Yoko turned her head to me.

"Not my girlfriend, and I don't know. I believe she went back to the dorm. I saved a ribbon for her."

"How cute. Saving a ribbon for your girlfriend," Tanaka cooed.

I rolled my eyes at my friend and ignored her. I slipped a ribbon into my pocket and started cleaning up the quad. While doing so, Thornhill and Weems both came to visit.

"Good afternoon Enid! I see your club activity has ended," my botanic teacher grinned.

"It did," I gave her a short response.

"How did it go?" Principal Weems was next to speak.

"It went well. No one fought or had an altercation."

"That's fantastic news. You didn't see me, but when you and Yoko were making your speeches, I took notice that Wednesday was there."

"Yeah she was. Wednesday wanted to give the club a chance," I mentioned.

"I see Wednesday has a liking to you. Before all outcasts were united, Wednesday isolated herself and didn't make a single friend. Now look at her. She's evolving and found a few acquaintances to have as company. Thornhill and I owe you for making her feel welcomed by new people," Weems sincerely smiled.

I quirked my lips up and said, "Thank you for giving me credit, but Wednesday should have it. I understand that she doesn't express any emotions, and I'm okay with it. She's experiencing new things and learning how to cope with it. I will be there to support and help her in any way I can."

"Well said, Sinclair. I have high hopes for you dear. I know you will do just fine throughout the school year," Thornhill placed a hand on my shoulder and rubbed it comfortingly.

"Thank you, both of you."

 

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Wednesday Addams

Unknown: Do you enjoy planning a murder?

Unknown: I know I do.

 

Me🔪: I do. I'm planning your murder right now.

 

Unknown: Too bad you do not know who I am.

 

Me🔪: How did you find my number?

 

Unknown: It would be stupid of me to tell you.

 

Me🔪: And you're stupid enough to message me.

 

Me🔪: What is that you want from me? Money? My soul? Popularity?

 

Unknown: I want you dead. Before it happens, I am going to have fun with a little someone tomorrow. Be on a lookout, Wednesday.

 

"Pathetic. Unknown thinks they're scary, but I'm more daunting than anyone on the planet," I admitted with no sentiment.

How can we track Unknown? Thing tapped against my desk.

"I'm not a technology expert. I do have one idea in mind, but it is something I will severely not enjoy," I let out a deep breath.

And that is?

"I am going to ask my peers for their phone numbers. If neither of them want to lend me their devices, I can suspect them as Unknown. Anyone who has talked to me such as Xavier and Bianca will be asked to give me their number."

Sounds easy enough.

"It is, yet it's difficult because I hate everyone."

Except for Enid.

I sensed the decapitated limb smiling willingly, even without a mouth. I gave Thing a cold, stern glare. My own assistant is turning delusional.

"I hate her too."

Yeah right. I saw the look on your face when Enid won the arm wrestling match against Xavier. Thing wiggled his fingers around.

"You must've been blind because I have no idea what you are talking about," I clenched my teeth.

Whatever expression I made means nothing. Even if it had a meaning to it, I would not confess or tell a living soul about it.

You're feeling comfortable. Don't hold yourself back, Wednesday.

"I do not care about emotions. My main focus is Unknown. That's my main priority and not anyone else or my nonexistent feelings."

"What's your main priority?"

I scooted my seat back and darted daggers at Enid who was smiling like everything makes her thrilled.

"Setting your room on fire," I answered evidently.

"Committing arson? Sounds like something you would do. Anyways, I have a ribbon that Yoko and I gave out to the club members. It would make my day if you accept it," Enid was about to step foot on my side of the room but prevented herself from doing so.

I got up to my feet and steadily made my way to the lycanthrope. I watched as she dug her hand into her pocket and retrieved a black ribbon with white letters. It had a pin connected to it to wear whenever.

"I made sure to get a black ribbon for you. Y'know, since you're allergic to colors," Enid held out the ribbon on the palm of her hand.

"It's no use for me," I blankly gazed at the hyper girl.

"So, does that mean you don't want it?" Sinclair asked hesitantly.

I nodded, keeping my facial expression serious.

"Oh... That's okay. I will keep it for you," her grin slowly faltered while turning away to go to her bed.

Out of nowhere, my freezing heart felt smothered, like two hands squeezing it together. The feeling of needles prickling and stabbing my organ was a sensation I couldn't brush aside. I ate something wrong or was poisoned just like how I poisoned Enid in my dream. That must be it. I don't have emotions. They are gross and abnormal for me.

Although my heart hurts, it is a feeling. And I hate it. I absolutely hate it.

Chapter 7: The First Victim

Wednesday Addams

Never have I ever felt compassionate to a human being. Not a drop of affection, happiness, or love. I don't understand them enough to know how each emotion feels or how to identify them. I know them as feelings. That is it.

"I cannot wait to go to the Harvest festival! It'll be a way better experience than last year," Enid could not contain her excitement.

"I despise anything that is too bright and loud," I was looking for my jacket in the closet I own.

"It's not so bad. Yoko and I made an agreement to go separately. That means I'm going with you!" My roommate hopped out of bed and skipped happily to the middle of the room.

I scowled by responding, "You remind me of Tyler."

"Please don't compare me to him," she growled right away.

Enid didn't sound too pleasant when Tyler's name was brought up. The way she pronounced her sentence wasn't pure. It was filled with bitterness. And not her typically sweet voice.

Sweet voice?

"Why not?" I left the closet after finding my jacket and put it on in front of Enid.

"Because he's a jerk to me," she simply stated with her eyebrows curved to her glabella.

"In what way?" I inquired as my jaw tensed voluntarily.

"He's your boyfriend. I shouldn't really say or else you'll hate him."

Boyfriend. I despise that word.

"I already loathe him. Now tell me how he is a jerk to you," I demanded.

"I try to be polite to Tyler, but he keeps acting like I am trying to start a fight. It's really irritating. You know how I act. No matter who or what you are, I always welcome people with open arms," Sinclair portrayed.

"He is an imbecile. Don't listen to what Galpin has to say. I will be sure to put him in his place the next time I catch him."

Am I... being defensive for Enid?

"Don't worry about me, Wednesday. I can handle a good old normie," the werewolf extended her rainbow claws to show off.

"I'm not worried. I'm using your situation as an advantage to inflict pain on Tyler," I made up an excuse to cover my slip up.

"There's no need to give someone pain. Unless they hurt you or me, I can take care of them."

"It's the first devious statement I heard from you," I almost smirked but caught myself in time.

Enid lightly chuckled and lifted her head as she's proud of herself.

"Are you ready to go?"

"I have no choice but to be ready. Thing, let's go," I glanced from behind to see Thing crawl off my bed and to me.

Enid and I gazed at each other and nodded at the same time before walking side by side to the door. I opened it and let the both of us exit the room. From the hallway to the bottom of the stairs was Enid's cue to begin chatting about nonsense. I listened and hardly replied to whatever gossip she blurts out unless it's a question for me.

The entire ride with Enid as we made our way to Jericho was not a bumpy road. Principal Weems offered us a ride in her car. She was carefree and checked up on us to see how we were settling at the academy. Enid and Weems chatted more about the Freaky Friday club. I didn't bother to interrupt or be included in the discussion as I hardly had any interests.

I looked out through the window, passing by lines of trees and houses. The view was better than watching my own parents holding onto each other for dear life while smothering their faces together. It's unsettling.

"We are here girls!"

I must have zoned out for an eternity because the vehicle was at a complete stop and parked. Flashes of lights and the sounds of screams were noticed. We made it to the festival. All three of us got out of the car and traveled to the entrance. After Weems departed from us, Thing dropped himself on the ground and prowled away. He and I are on a mission to find the culprit who has been texting me. Unknown gave me advice to be on a lookout, and I am going to.

"What do you want to do first?" Enid displayed her signature smile.

"Leave this nauseating area," I went straight to the point.

"Can we at least play a few games and get cotton candy? I've been craving it for a while."

"As long as you don't consume too much of my time," I'm going to rue my words.

"I won't," her grin grew wider.

Once she began marching, I followed next to her. My eyes followed a rapid pace when observing everybodys' hands. Most were empty and those who have a phone in hand are not a Nevermore student. Thing would find me right away if someone skeptical from the academy is texting secretly and far from everyone else.

"Ah! There's the cotton candy machine. Let's get some," she jumped up and down like a child.

My eyes moved in circles before going after my bubbly roommate. A couple of adults with their children were standing in line in front of us. Enid waited patiently until it was her turn to order one. I had my back turned to Enid, continuing searching for a suspect. Then, Tyler appeared and saw me.

"Hey Wednesday. I didn't expect you to be here. I thought you told me you weren't going," Tyler looked a little confused.

"There was a change of plans. Did you bring someone with you here?" I interrogated nonchalantly.

"I sense you would be jealous if I did," Tyler smirked.

"Not at all," I gawked at him like he's stupid.

"You took the wolf with you?" He mentioned quietly while looking around me to see Enid talking to the man handing out the sugary snack.

"She actually wanted me to go with her."

"Hmpf. I came here for participation points. I'm just about to leave. Do you want to leave this dump and head back to the academy with me?"

As much as I want to leave, I have a duty to fulfill. Plus, Enid would be all alone.

"Principal Weems made an agreement to take me back. She will be worried if I'm gone without telling her," I told him the truth.

"Makes sense. I will catch you sometime at school then. Bye Wednesday," Tyler tried holding my face to give me a kiss, but I backed away before he could.

He sighed and spun his heels to withdraw himself out of here. Once he was out of my sight, I whirled at the same time Enid did with two cotton candies, each in her hands. She beamed as if she won the lottery.

"I got you and I this delicious treat," she stuck out a thin cone with cotton candy on top for me to have.

"It's a cloud of sugar. There's no enjoyment in eating it," I simply commented.

"Have you tried it before?" Enid's head leaned to the side.

"I have not."

"At least try a bit of this tasty fluff," Enid tore the cotton from her own cone and gave it to me.

The texture of the candy was very soft. It's light and the color of it is pink. The color the obnoxious lycan is currently wearing. I placed the piece between my fingers and into my mouth. Swiftly, it melted and shrunk. The taste is sweet and fruity. I predicted the taste to be absurd. However, I liked it. A little too much.

"How is it?" Enid carefully questioned.

I exhaled in defeat and answered, "It's... good."

"I'm happy that you like it," thankfully, she didn't over excite herself because I liked the cotton candy.

She gave me the cotton candy that didn't have the piece missing, while she munched the other one. We moved on to the game booths, picking out one to try. We chose to throw darts and pop the balloons. I deflated the most balloons while Enid popped one. I won a medium sized, stuffed dog. I'm not a fan of stuffed animals, so I gave it to Enid.

"Here. This is not useful for me," I shoved the plush toy to my roommate.

She accepted and hugged it tightly, saying, "Thank you Wednesday! I will cherish it for the rest of my life."

"Can we go on to a different stand?"

"Yeah! I want to try the high striker. Maybe I can get the puck to ring the bell."

By mistake, my mind wandered to yesterday's event where I paid attention to Enid and Xavier arm wrestling. I couldn't get myself to stop thinking about Enid leering when she slammed Xavier's entire arm on the table. I won't deny that it was impressive. The lycanthrope's strength and her confidence made me experience a change. I do not know what kind of change, but it's somewhere lurking.

"Go ahead. I will stand back and watch," I alerted the girl.

She raised and lowered her head before skipping happily to the tall tower. The owner was shouting a bunch of nonsense to try and convince people to play. Enid wasn't being persuaded, but rather really wanted to play the game. I had to hold her stuffed animal and cotton candy while she paid the man. There were a few audience members that wanted to watch and see if she would win. I grew sort of envious when the spectators were focusing on Enid. I can effortlessly threaten them to leave.

I was not able to do so because my attention was on Enid. She grabbed the hammer from the man and stood herself across the lever that needed to be striked. The hammer in her hands was brought to the back of her to gain momentum before using all of her power to smack the lever. The flat part of the hammer collided, and the puck began rising. I heard everyone surrounding us gasp and muffled words about Enid's toughness. That was until the puck made it to the top and hit the bell.

Sinclair shouted in victory and fist bumped the air in celebration. A few strangers congratulated Enid and complimented her strength. The owner allowed my roommate to pick out a prize from his wall full of inflatables and more plushies. Enid pointed to a black cat that is the same size as the dog I gave her. The man awarded her the stuffed animal and thanked her for playing. She nodded at the man and walked to me.

"I should've given you my phone to record that. Everyone on Snapchat and Insta would be blown away on how strong I am," Enid smiled.

"It looked easy for you to play," I uttered, giving her back the candy and dog.

"It was. The reason why I wanted to play was so I could return the favor back to you."

"What favor?" I wanted to know what she was talking about.

Instead of keeping the cat for herself, she gave it up for me to have. I didn't have a clue as to how I should react. All I could do was stare at the animal. My eyes gradually softened, allowing my face to relax. I wedged the cat underneath my arm so it wouldn't fall on accident. For the first time ever, I showed Enid how appreciative I am.

"I would like to express my gratitude towards you."

Enid was close to taking a bite out of her cotton candy when she halted and froze in place. Her sky blue eyes were glued onto me, appearing stunned. My own eyes may have deceived me, but I detected the wolf's face becoming red, as if she's a chameleon. I began to think she was getting sick.

A fever perhaps?

The moment had ended when I gaped down at something odd. On the ground, I found a single clove of garlic. I went to pick it up as Enid glanced at me. As soon as I touched it, my body straightened itself with my head leaned back. Vivid pictures of Yoko near the entrance of the festival were seen chugging a cup of juice before spewing it out and choking. Her hands clutched onto her neck as she was having a hard time breathing. My vision ended, and my head leaned forward. The garlic was connected to the vision.

I felt Enid's hand against my back to make sure I didn't fall and hurt myself. I turned to her as she seemed concerned. Puzzled, she caught a glimpse of my facial expression changing. My normal face switched to more of a worried appearance.

"What's wrong Wednesday? What did you see?" She comforted me by placing her hand by my shoulder.

"Yoko. We need to find her and fast," I told Enid, moving my feet to the direction of where we first entered the carnival.

"Did something happen to her in your vision?" Sinclair's voice sounded distressed.

"She drank something that had garlic mixed in. I don't know who, but someone added it to the drink. I know where she is," I quickened my footsteps to reach Yoko.

"This isn't good."

I rushed as much as I could to get to Yoko. I turned to the right where the entrance is. Way ahead of me was Yoko with Divina and Bianca. My heart almost stopped when Yoko started dowsing the liquid into her mouth. Enid dropped everything in her hands and ran past me to go after Yoko to take away the cup. But it was too late.

Just like in my vision, Yoko spat out the drink and choked. Her hands gripped the middle of her neck. She fell down onto her knees, wheezing and coughing. I heard Enid explaining to the girls what was going on before rotating their heads to me for a second. At the same time, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and got a message from Unknown. I tapped the notification to see what it read.

Unknown: Play stupid games, win stupid prizes. Your end will be near.

 

I put away my phone, ashamed that I wasn't quick enough to help Yoko. Unknown was here, though I did not catch them. Luckily, Weems heard the commotion nearby and jogged to help Tanaka get in her car. Bianca went in the back seat with Yoko who was being placed inside by Enid and Divina. Enid stayed back as Divina hopped in beside Yoko. Principal Weems started her car and was backing away from the parking lot. Enid and I watched as they all drove away.

I scooped up the dog plush, leaving the now dirty cotton candy on the ground, and strolled towards Enid. Her hands trembled in fear, and the look on her face was scribbled with distraught. She heaved heavily as if she was about to faint at any moment. When I was in Enid's view, her breathing had slowed down. Those delicate hands of hers steadily stopped shaking. Somehow, I was a cure for calming Enid down without doing anything to help her. Finally, she spoke out.

"I sniffed the cup Yoko was drinking out of. I caught the smell of garlic. You were right. Who would do this to Yoko?"

Unknown.

 

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Enid and I made it back to Nevermore safely. We took a ride back from a bus heading to the academy's location. Thing found us right before we left. I told him everything that had happened while he was finding Unknown. To no luck, I hit a dead end. Whoever slipped garlic into Yoko's drink must not like her. I can ask the vampire if she has enemies that would do this to her.

"Divina texted me saying that Yoko is in stable condition at the infirmary. The nurse managed to get all of the garlic out of her system by flushing them out and provided her bloody antibiotics. She'll be staying overnight until the nurse knows Yoko is good to linger in her dorm," Enid said as she stared at her phone.

"Can we visit her? I want to know who did this to her, so I can track them down and push a large blade down their throat," I replied back.

"We can. Also, it's good to know that you want to take down whoever did this to Yoko. I would be right by your side," Enid gently beamed.

"But first, we need to take these stuffed animals to our room. It would be a burden to carry them when checking in on your friend," I implied.

"That's a good idea. Here, I will take yours and leave it on the floor on your side of the room without crossing over. You can find Yoko and keep her company while I take the plushies," she suggested.

"We can switch places."

"No, that's okay. I believe that you are capable of figuring out who the criminal is trying to get rid of Yoko. You're smart, and I know how much you are into criminal investigations. I trust you, Wednesday," Enid was hopeful.

"I-I'll do what I can," I claimed.

"Thanks, roomie," she thanked me before taking the plush and heading up to the dorms.

It was my sign to leave and find Yoko in the nurse's office. At a max of one minute, I spotted a door with a sign that says, Infirmary. I went in and saw Yoko lying in bed with a few cords attached to her connected by a machine. She was conscious and heard my footsteps when I went inside. Tanaka lifted her head to see me.

"Wednesday? Where's Enid?" She croaked.

"She went to our room to put away the rewards we won at the festival," I answered her question.

"How is she doing?" Yoko put her head back into the pillow.

"Enid is fine at the moment. She calmed herself down when I was there."

"That girl. Her and I need to chat later on," a smirk was plastered on Yoko's face.

"Very well," I pulled out a chair to sit beside Yoko.

"By the way, I owe you a big thanks."

"For what?"

"For foreseeing my near death experience. Bianca and Divina would've thought I was choking. Enid came and told us that you had a vision of me consuming garlic. You could have let me die, but you didn't. So, thank you," Yoko gave me a cheeky grin.

"I missed the opportunity to watch you succumb to your death. Maybe next year it will happen."

"I can't wait," the vampire jokingly voiced.

"There's a few questions I need to ask regarding the situation you're in," I was ready to interrogate Enid's friend.

"Shoot them," Yoko slowly sat herself up.

"Do you have enemies that would do this to you?"

"I don't have enemies. I'm a likable vampire for crying out loud," Yoko let out an exaggerated sigh.

"Did you see anyone familiar from school that was near you?"

"I wasn't paying attention. All I know was that my dumbass left the cup unattended on a table to get napkins and was tainted when my eyes weren't focused on the drink. That was during the time Bianca and Divina went to the bathroom. I didn't want to take a sip of it until the girls were back," Yoko gave me a description of her side of the story.

"It's great information but not enough to identify a suspect. I can try investigating, however there's so little I can do," I admitted.

"It's cool, Wednesday. You pretty much done all you can. I owe you one."

"If anything comes up, you can text me," I grabbed my phone to let Yoko add her phone number.

"No way! I'm getting Wednesday Addams' number!?" She shouted in shock.

"Don't get too exhilarated, Tanaka."

"My bad," Yoko typed in her phone number and gave my technology back.

Then, Enid set foot into the room. Her eyes lit up when she found Yoko lying in bed.

"Hey Yoko. How are you doing?"

"I'm doing good, girl! I'm a survivor and a victim, can you believe that?"

"No I cannot. It's a miracle that you survived. You're one tough cookie," Enid messily stroked Yoko's hair.

"I'm immortal. It's going to take more than garlic to bring me down," the vamp showed her fangs.

"At least it wasn't a stake to your heart. That would have been worse."

"Definitely. Say, you two should head to your room and rest up. The nurse is gone now, but she'll kick you guys out once she returns. That is why my siren buddies aren't here. I can text y'all and let you know if anything happens."

"We should and keep us updated," Enid requested.

"I will. Goodnight guys."

"Night Yoko," my roommate waved as I left the chair and darted out of the room.

Enid trailed behind me while I took us to our dorm. Tonight was eventful enough with the whole fiasco between Yoko and the garlic incident. Unknown hasn't been found nor were there clues as to who it is. Both Enid and Yoko are not Unknown. Neither is Bianca or Divina. They wouldn't harm their own friend. So far, the girls are marked off. The boys aren't off the hook. Any of them could be Unknown. I just have to continue playing Unknown's games.

Chapter 8: Breakup

Wednesday Addams

"Thing. I came to a conclusion that took a few days for me to figure out. I may have an insight of who could have mocked me and tried to kill Yoko."

Who could it be? Thing stopped what he was doing and paid attention to me.

"A normie," I blurted out.

Convince me.

"According to my investigation board, I listed all of Yoko's friends. There's Bianca, Divina, Ajax, Xavier, and Enid. None of them are normies, and none of them would poison Yoko. Bianca and Divina were in the bathroom during the time Yoko's drink was poisoned. Ajax and Xavier didn't attend the festival because those two were forced to stay in their dorms for pulling a joke on another outcast. I don't need to explain about Enid."

So far so good.

"The only normie I know who was at the carnival was Tyler. I remember him saying that he wasn't into mythical creatures, mainly werewolves when we went to check out Enid's club. If he really is Unknown, why attack Yoko and not Enid considering he dislikes lycanthropes?" I continued my theory.

I see your point of view. Do you think it's Tyler who is behind all of this?

"I really can't say. Tyler did leave the fair before Tanaka's drink was drugged. I'll rule him out for now," I grabbed a sharpie and put an X mark on a picture of Tyler while everyone else was already crossed off.

"There's a normie out there who hates freaks with abilities. There's not many that I met to be known as an acquaintance. A way I can get a trace to see who is Unknown is through my vision. It comes once in a while. That's a big problem for me."

There must be another way to get more clues.

"I agree," I stood back to view my work filled with red strings, tacks, pictures, and words.

While observing, Enid appeared from the door. I turned my head to see her eyes, in a flash, meet mine. Of course, she lifted the corner of her lips, always happy to see me. In her hands is a tray of my lunch. I would never tell Enid, but I'm in debt that she brings me lunch. I'm used to her bringing me food.

"Howdy roomie! Are you still working on your detective job?"

"I finished. I provided Thing with an idea that a normie might have tainted Yoko's drink," I predicted while going towards my roommate.

"A normie huh? The only one I can think of is your boyfriend," Enid passed my plate over to me.

'You don't have feelings for him. Therefore, you should break up with him.'

"The boyfriend I don't have feelings for. I should break his heart and twist it in many ways tomorrow. It's time I end our relationship," I was reminded of the conversation Enid and I had a while back.

"You really are going through with it!?" Her jaw dropped.

"Yes. I don't see the point of the relationship going any further if I don't show any emotions such as love. Tyler thinks I'm in love with him. He's delusional."

"It's going to hurt him. Try not to be too cruel," Enid gave me a heads up which I disregarded.

"I can tell him cruel words, and he would think of it as a sign of love. Not this time," I narrowed my eyes.

"How long have you guys dated for?"

"I don't know, nor do I care. After I breakup with Tyler, I won't permit another soul to be in a relationship with me," I added.

"I knew you were going to say that," Enid's smile was now small.

Strange.

"It's obvious."

"Very obvious. Y'know, when I'm in a relationship, you can learn from me what it's like to be a real girlfriend. In case you want to commit to one."

Easily, I can picture Enid in a relationship with somebody. She would be a fun, loving, protective partner. Someone that could give you so much attention and affection. A significant other who will support and be there for you no matter what.

Did I really describe all those traits about my roommate?

"I'm better off alone," I flatly declared.

"You may be alone in a relationship but not in a friendship now that you have me," she held onto my shoulders, giving me the most genuine expression.

"I presume we are. Tell this to anyone, and I will block your number from my phone," I threatened Enid a little less severely than usual.

"I won't let you down bestie!"

"I didn't say we are best friends."

"But we are. I trust you, and you trust me. It's simple," the lycanthropy beamed.

"Nevermind," I whipped around to sit down at my desk, putting my dish down to eat.

Enid didn't say anymore and headed to her bed. Noticeably, I waited for Enid to move forward with our conference. She didn't. These past days I've spent with Enid, she has grown on me like an amoeba. Quite frankly, I feel sick when she does something that makes my face warm, or my heart beats against my hollow chest harder than normal. Possibly, I came down with an illness that results werewolves to cause an effect to psychics. Maybe I'll read a book to diagnose myself and cure the sickness.

 

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"Another day, another start for the weekend. Do you have anything planned on Saturday or Sunday?" The werewolf inquired.

"I do not. Why are you asking?" I had to know what Sinclair wanted from me.

"I was thinking we could go to Weathervane and grab ourselves some coffee or baked goods. If you don't want to, we can do something else that you like to do."

"How about we visit the cemetery?" I thought of an idea that would make my companion feel shivers go down her spine.

"U-uh, yeah! We c-can do that," she tried to play it cool.

"Creepy adventures are not your cup of tea. Pick anything you desire to explore."

"N-NO!" Enid bursted out of nowhere, all red in embarrassment.

I quirked a brow up at her sudden outburst. Her hands squeezed tightly around the straps of her pink school bag as her posture straightened. Enid's appearance made me think of a deer caught in the headlights. It was kind of amusing to see.

"I mean... We can go to the cemetery together. I won't mind it as long as I'm with you," she voiced delicately.

I almost choked on my own saliva after Sinclair's statement. I kept my composure and looked away from the lycan, trying to stare at anything to distract me. My bright classmate didn't detect any change from me, thankfully. There goes the warmth rising to my cold face.

"You won't enjoy it."

"I can try. This will be a new experience for me. It's time I make a slight change about myself."

I should too.

"We can go in the afternoon on Sunday," I planned.

"I'm okay with that," she nodded.

Alas, I hear an arrogant voice call my name. It was perfect timing as well. I am able to break up with the boy I never fell in love with. I turned to his direction where he held a minor smile.

"Hey babe. I finally found you," Tyler approached me.

I cringed at the nickname he gave me. It doesn't suit me one bit nor do I find it cute that he called me that.

"What do you want from me Tyler?"

"I want to know if we can have a walk around school. Just you and I," he referenced.

"Just this once. I have something important to tell you," this was my chance to break his heart.

"Important huh? I feel exceptional. Before we leave, I have something to say to Enid," Galpin averted his eyes to Enid, who was pretending not to hear our conversation.

"You want to talk to me?" Enid pointed at herself.

"Yes. I just want to apologize for the way I acted towards you. It was stupid of me to be rude when you clearly didn't do anything wrong. I hope you don't mind us starting over and becoming acquaintances or friends," he held out his hand for Enid to shake.

She glanced at his hands then to him before saying, "I accept your apology, and we can be friends."

The werewolf clasped her hand onto Tyler's. Then, her nails lengthened. The tip of her claws were almost jabbing the normie's skin. Somehow, he wasn't phased and didn't flinch out of fear. Enid let go, retrieving her hand back.

"I'm so sorry! I don't why it did that. Did I hurt you?" She seemed worried for Tyler.

"It's okay, and you did not hurt me. My hands are still intact," he scanned his hand.

"That's a relief. I um, should leave you two alone. I need to set my club up since it's Friday. Catch you both later," Enid waved before speeding away from us.

"I doubted her. She's not like any other werewolves I have met. Usually, they would think they're superior and scary. Not Enid. Your roommate is special."

She is.

"We should begin our walk," I suggested.

"Oh, right. Let's go," Tyler inched near me, which I slowly stepped away from him as we moved our legs.

"Has anything about you changed ever since Principal Weems brought every outcast together?"

"Not one bit. I still hate everyone at this school. I would prefer to have a room to myself," I lied to Tyler.

"You'll never change, will you?"

"Never. Not even a percent will I change myself."

"I figured you would say that. Have you been going to Enid and Eugene's club?" Tyler wondered.

"Mainly Eugene's. I hardly go to Enid's meeting," I kept my response short.

"Not bad. You're trying something new."

"I suppose."

"Say, what's that important thing you want to talk about?" The tall boy gazed down at me.

I came to a halt and so did Tyler. We were now facing each other. Two feet apart. This may not end well when I tell him the news, but who knows nowadays?

"I'll give it to you straight. We should split up. This relationship is not going anywhere. I don't have emotions you can decipher and make you believe I'm in love with you. I do not have feelings for you. Even I warned you that I'm not friend or relationship material. Though, you didn't listen. I don't blame you for anything," I summarized how I felt.

It was silent for a couple of seconds. Tyler needed a moment to process what I said to him. It didn't take long as he knew what to say about our situation. He shocked me with the words and calm tone he used.

"For some reason, I had a gut feeling you would want to break up with me, and that's fine, I guess," he shrugged, not knowing what else to say.

"Where does that leave us?" I questioned Galpin.

"I'm not sure. We can be friends, just not right now. We will need space for the time being."

"I concur with the idea."

"Yeah... Talk to you whenever," was the last thing Tyler uttered before heading off to who knows where.

He didn't scream or yell at me out of anger. His words weren't filled with hatred, spewing venomous insults that can sting for hours. I wouldn't mind it, however I'm surprised he remained calm. At least my task is done and over with. As of now, I can meet Enid and join in on the action she's doing with her Freaky Friday members. I know she will be happy to see me. She always is.

 

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Enid Sinclair

"Okay! I cannot hold this secret anymore," I announced impatiently.

"What secret?" Both Yoko and Eugene synced.

My friends were figuring out what to write on the board together while I planted a sheet of paper on each picnic table. During the short time, I was debating whether or not to tell my trustworthy buddies about a confession I want to share. If I don't, I'll end up gauging my own eyeballs. So I spilled the tea.

"I developed feelings for Wednesday. I have a major crush on her," I confessed before covering my tomato face with my hands.

I finally came to terms that I really like Wednesday, more than just friends. This week, I noticed myself growling under my breath whenever I saw my roommate with Tyler. That's a sign of jealousy. I've been touchy and get close to Wednesday whenever we are next to each other. My eyes stare at the back of her during science class, not paying attention most of the time. I even bring her lunch every single day as if she's my girlfriend, waiting for me to see her.

"PFT! Girl, we've known," Yoko rolled her eyes and smirked.

"Exactly. It's very obvious when you make bee puns to enlighten Wednesday. It reminds me of my moms when flirting with one another," Eugene pointed out.

"I do not flirt with Wednesday," my face was getting hotter by the second.

"And your boy band, Seventeen, doesn't exist. Of course you flirt with your future girlfriend," Yoko gave me a look.

"Isn't she dating Tyler?" Eugene asked.

"Wednesday is, but she told me she's breaking up with him today. They are roaming around the academy. Therefore, she's going to tell him," I explicated.

"It's a piece of cake for Wednesday to do. She wouldn't feel any remorse for that guy. You might have a chance," my vampire friend gave me a bit of hope.

"I did ask her to hang out with me this weekend. She agreed we should on Sunday."

"Ooo~ Okay okay. I see you Sinclair. Where are you lovebirds running off to?" Yoko had a smug expression.

"To the cemetery," I directly replied.

"Oh. Not bad. I already know it was Wednesday who picked out a location for you both. Have fun with her," Yoko winked.

I blushed uncontrollably as I answered, "It's just two friends hanging out."

"Ahem, girlfriends," she whispered quickly.

"I'm all in for team Wenclair," Eugene flashed a grin.

"And yes, I told our bee friend about the ship name for you and Wednesday," Tanaka tugged Eugene closer as they beamed loosely.

"As long as you don't tell Wednesday about any of this, I will continue to steal more blood for you in the cafeteria," I informed the vamp.

"You got it boss!"

Eugene and Yoko went back to scribbling on the whiteboard. I was finished with setting the papers down on the tables. All I had left was to wait for the participants to join us. The first one to arrive that I didn't expect to come was the psychic. I swore my heart did a backflip when Wednesday strolled to me. She looked so amazing underneath the sunlight as she made it across from me.

"Hello, Enid."

"Hey Wednesday. How did your walk go with Tyler?" I questioned tenderly.

"It went decently. I'm no longer Tyler's girlfriend," she disclosed.

"You actually went through with it. Was Tyler upset?" I was very intrigued.

"He seemed fine. He decided that we needed space. I don't mind it one bit."

"And what about you? How are you feeling?"

"I don't feel anything other than relief. A lot of weight is off my shoulders," her face steadily relaxed.

"That's a good thing. I'm happy for you," I smiled sweetly.

"You're always happy for me," Wednesday noticed.

"You are right about that. When I see you, I'm filled with bliss," I studied her dark eyes.

"Gross. What torturous activity are we doing?" My crush folded her arms.

"A trivia game. It'll be based on the history of Nevermore and Jericho. Would you want to give it a try?" I brawled.

"It wouldn't kill me to try."

"Thank you Wednesday! You are the best," I wanted my roommate to know that I am appreciative of her.

"I bet I could win easily," I saw the corner of her lip lift upward.

It was the first time I ever saw Wednesday smirk like that. I didn't hesitate to think it was attractive. Anything that Wednesday does is attractive no matter what. Even if she murdered someone in front of me. Anyways, back to what the Addams have mentioned, she was very competitive throughout the game. Especially between her and Bianca. Although, it was a friendly competition between the two. In the end, Wednesday and her team had won.

Her, Yoko, and Eugene chatted while Xavier and Ajax wanted to see how I was doing. The conversation switched up fast because Ajax and I were poking fun at Xavier for not having the guts to ask Bianca out. Besides that, I did give him some advice on how to swoon a girl through actions. I've never been in a relationship, but I have watched a lot of romance movies. He did listen carefully and asked me a couple of questions. Other than that, our discussion died down.

It was time for Wednesday and I to head into our dorms. We both have homework to finish, and Wednesday wants to do her usual hour of writing time. Respectfully, I remain quiet during her writing hour. I would listen to music with headphones on or leave to hang out with Yoko in her room. Even Thing gets bored and would tag along with me.

Deep down, even if Wednesday or Thing denies it, we have a special bond. Those two are my favorite people of all time besides my other friends. They may be different from everybody else, however they are still human slash limb. I'm super lucky to have them in my life. My family doesn't care about my existence. It is why I have grown attached to Wednesday mainly. I am gradually being heard by her.

Chapter 9: Spending Time With You

Notes:

A/n: I'm giving y'all fluff cause why not <3

Enid Sinclair

I am going to explode. Literally. Saturday went by super duper quick. Today is already Sunday. The day Wednesday and I are going out to the cemetery for our little friendly date. I call it a date because why not. It's just two friends hanging out. Nothing else, nothing more.

"What should I wear, Thing?"

I was busy searching in my closet for clothing to wear. I wanted to look a little more decent, therefore I asked for Thing's opinion.

He tapped on the floorboard, Are you trying to impress Wednesday?

I blushed asap when Thing made his statement. He already knows that I like Wednesday. The hand was aware not to tell her about my crush. He has been giving me advice on what the psychic is into. Knives, bear traps, grenades, and other weapons that are not legal to purchase.

"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not. I only have a few options to choose from in my closet," I declared.

I pulled out a hanger attached to a warm sweatshirt. The color was a mix of purple, orange, and pink. It's a nice piece of clothing and one of my favorites to wear. The weather outside will be chilly, so it's good enough for me to have one.

"I should go shopping for clothes someday. I will need to find something to wear soon for the Rave'N dance. Thanks for the help anyways, Thing," I beamed to the limb.

He gave me a thumbs up and scattered away to do his daily routine of applying lotion on himself. I went to my own bathroom and got myself prepared for today. As I was getting ready, I thought about some ways to show Wednesday that I like her more than friends. Just like courting her to an extent. I can't be super obvious about it. I have to take it nice and slow.

After I was at the end of being dressed up, I heard the dorm door click. I peeked out of the bathroom to discover Wednesday entering our room with her long jacket and a striped, black and white long sleeve. Butterflies flapped around the inside of my stomach crazily. I couldn't help but stare a little longer at my lovely crush until I had the chance to make an appearance.

"Hey Wednesday! I was wondering where you ran off to. I thought you would bail out on me."

"Not quite. Principal Weems wanted to see me for a swift checkup, asking if I wanted to have a dorm to myself," Wednesday shared a part of her conference between the principal and her.

The butterfly sensation went away, and my smile faded. I grew anxious that today would be the last day Wednesday would spend time with me before she packs her things and leaves me alone like I used to be last year. It's not like we'll never see each other again. We have classes together, but in this room with just the two of us, including Thing, it is different. I will accept whatever choice she made.

"Your mood changed. I believe that you're assuming I made a decision to move out, right?" Standing still on the opposite side of my room, Wednesday stared blankly without a hint of her state of mind.

I responded, "Y-yeah. I mean, I don't mind if you told Weems you wanted to have a room for yourself. I can totally see why."

I rubbed the back of my head nervously, waiting for Wednesday to say something back. I was internally ready for impact from my roommate's words. I need to pretend like I'm cool with her settlement, but I'll bawl my eyes out after she leaves. Fuck! I am down bad for her.

"The assumption you made is false. I made myself clear to Principal Weems that there's no requirement for me to have a room. Your existence is... tolerable," she paused for a second before completing her sentence.

My body stopped functioning as I was deciphering what Wednesday had said. If I had wolfed out already, I would be howling and wagging my tail in glee. This is the first time Wednesday confessed to finding me bearable. I'm positive that Thing is borrowing my phone to record the whole interaction to send to Yoko.

"You really mean it?" I wanted confirmation.

"I do mean it. Because we are friends after all," she crossed her forearms together.

Wednesday Addams doesn't know this, but she is making it hard for me to not hug the hell out of her. Even if she had claimed to me once that I'm an alright roommate, I would die and kill for her on the spot. She can stab me out of nowhere, and I'll still be smiling my head off for her. I'm extremely over the moon thanks to my gorgeous roomie.

"I appreciate your words, Addams. You make me feel content."

"That's nothing new coming from you. Now, are you ready to go? It's three o'clock, and I'd like to be at the dorm by six to do my writing and practice my cello."

"I'm ready. Will Thing be going with us?" I questioned the girl.

"Not today. He'll be doing what he pleases around the academy while we're away," Wednesday and I turned our heads to gape at the stitched hand.

You guys have fun! I'm going to pull pranks on your friends, Thing decided to be scandalous.

"And you have fun with that," I grinned as I opened the door.

Wednesday was the first to depart from the room while I trailed behind, shutting the door. Per usual, I stuck myself beside the psychic. Our arms were very close to colliding with one another. If I had met Wednesday the first time and got this close to her, she would drop kicked me on the floor. This time, she's not pulling away from me. I think that is a good sign.

"Hey, Wednesday?" I spoke out to execute the silence.

"What is it, Sinclair?" She slightly mumbled.

"I want to thank you for giving us a chance to officially hang out. I understand that this is definitely not your cup of tea, but I want you to know that you mean so much to me, from the bottom of my heart," I was feeling sappy towards the smaller teen next to me.

"You're hard to comprehend with the amount of emotions you feel. I should do a research on why you have these sentiments occasionally."

"It's called being compassionate. That's how I raised myself to be. I get that you don't have emotions, so it's harder for you to understand me most of the time. You should google how individuals are when they are considerate. I'm exactly like them," I advised the Addams.

"I suppose I should," Wednesday proposed.

I nodded before changing the topic of our conversation. During the minutes with my roommate, we rode the shuttle bus to Jericho. It took about five minutes until we arrived at the town. Once Wednesday and I got out of the vehicle, there was a slight breeze greeting us. It is a bit cold but not enough to where I'm shivering.

"So... Do you have any idea where the cemetery might be? I have never been to one here."

"Of course I do. I visit there whenever I have time on my hands," she answered.

"Why exactly?" I interrogated further.

"To watch random funerals. It's one of my favorite holidays to celebrate," Wednesday revealed like it was nothing.

"Woah. Funerals equals a holiday to you? That's freaky," I was amused.

"It is. I enjoy watching people mourn over the death of a family member, friend, or lover."

"That does sound like something you'd really enjoy. Anyways, lead us the way. I'm prepared to face off any ghost that tries to scare me," I became confident in myself.

"I doubt you're prepared," Wednesday said in a repetitious voice.

"Try me."

I regretted saying those words. As we drew near the cemetery, my heart dropped. The place looked very scary and grim.

"And you were right. I am getting chills, and we're barely at the entrance gate," I acknowledged, feeling spooked out of my mind.

"You'll be fine," my crush plainly stated.

I whimpered like a dog when I gawked at the tombstones spread out. I did this to myself, wanting Wednesday to be happy with the thought of going to a cemetery. Yet, I can't tell if she even is happy underneath her serious face. All I need to do is suck it up like the big werewolf I am. Even though I don't know how huge my wolf is until I wolf out. I'm going to faint.

 

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Wednesday Addams

I felt a tint of guilt when I saw Enid's face appear paler than normal. I was ready to tell her that she doesn't have to go in. But then, something happened. Unexpectedly, Enid grabbed the hem of my jacket sleeve without touching my skin, and tugged it gently. What she asked me made the organ in the middle of my chest pick up its pace.

"I-is this okay? I know you don't like physical touch, so I thought this would be much better cause I am a little terrified and would like to hold onto you. I can let go. Just say the word," She spoke in a soft, caring tone.

The way she spoke and gazed at me made my legs feel weak. This feeling... It's new. No one has gone this far to set boundaries without failing to follow it when it comes to myself. Enid, on the other hand, respects my own limits. I kept my expression in check once I caught a sensation of heat overcoming onto my cold skin. I yearn that my roommate will not see me fighting for dear life to keep my composure neutral.

I didn't bother to face Enid directly. My eyes stayed on the grass that swayed to one side from the wind. Her hand remained clutching the edge of my sleeve. Either I shoo Enid's hand away, or I'll allow her to leave it there. The second choice is the best answer to help calm her nerves down.

"It's fine," I breathed out.

"Thanks. Let me know when you start to feel uncomfortable during our stroll, okay?"

Can you shut your memorizing face up for one second before you make me drop dead from all of these overwhelming feelings I have that you created in me right now?

"Okay," I used my monotone voice to cover up the emotions building up.

Some of the color on the lycan's skin was brought back because of what I said. Her smile was plastered on as she pulled the sleeve of my jacket to indicate that we should get to moving. We traveled close together, glancing at each tombstone and predicting how those individuals died just by the date of birth and death. Eventually, Enid was at peace and let my clothing go without being told to do so. I did feel a hint of disappointment when she no longer held onto my sleeve, but I ignored it.

"Wednesday! You might want to look at this," I heard the werewolf shout.

I speed walked to where Enid stood, hovering a bigger tombstone than the others we've seen. I was stunned to see whose headstone it belonged to.

"Goody Addams. Isn't that your ancestor you told me about?" Enid whirled her head to me.

"That is her. I wonder why her grave lies here," I was focused on the tombstone.

I put a hand on it when all of a sudden my head threw itself back with my own eyes wide open. The scenery completely changed into a pit of gray darkness and fog. I moved my head to its normal position and glanced around to catch anything in my sight. Then, I heard the recognizable sound of Goody's voice. Behind me was my ancestor who had a small audience surrounding her.

"He's going to wipe out every outcast until they're all extinct in Jericho! Joseph Crackstone will not stop until he captures and kills them. We must stop him! If we don't, Joseph and the Gates family will continue the mission they seek!"

Those who listened to Goody cheered and waved their pitchforks and torches around. I nudged in to get a good glimpse of Goody. She stood on a stack of crates with a book in her hand. The title read, The Book of Shadows. My hand reached to touch the book until my deceased ancestor stared down at me.

"Search for a Gates member. One is still alive and has my written spells to bring back the dead. They are deemed clever and will do whatever they can to murder the creatures," was the last thing Goody warned me before vanishing into mist along with the group of beings.

I then left my vision, bringing me back to the real world. The first thing my eyesight caught was the sky covered in clouds. I felt something brushing against my hands and legs. I somewhat tilted my head to see that I'm lying on the grass in front of Goody's grave. Right by my side was Enid sitting down and examining me.

"You almost fell by yourself. I caught you before you hit the ground and laid you down. I was waiting until you were brought back from your vision," she reported.

"For that, I shall buy you whatever you want in Jericho," I implied in appreciation while sitting myself up.

"That's not necessary. What did you see in your vision?"

"Goody wants me to find someone who has her spell book or whatever it is. Apparently, this mysterious person wants to get rid of all outcasts in Jericho," I illustrated.

"It's nearly impossible to destroy every outcast in existence. Unless the person who has Goody's book discovered a weapon to do so," my roommate got up from the ground.

"I would believe that theory. Whoever is that individual, I will find them. I like a good challenge," I was now on my own two feet.

"Now that's the spirit! Pun intended," Sinclair giggled.

I wasn't capable of stopping my own eyes from rolling at the werewolf's dumb pun. Although, on the inside, I was smiling like a maniac. Enid managed to get comfortable and overcome her fear of being in a graveyard. Her tagging along made it better than me being alone without someone to share my desires. Maybe I did need a friend. Again, I wouldn't tell a soul about it.

She is different from everyone I have met. No one, not even Tyler, has made me feel unusual. The emotions brought me back to the time Enid and I discussed my imaginary love life with the normie. When she asked if I get butterflies or feel warm whenever I was near Tyler, I was truthful when I told her I didn't. This time, I have those sensations around Enid. Am I cursed, poisoned, or in a spell? I will search for those answers.

 

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"Woo! Being in a cemetery was not that bad. We should do that again sometime. What do you think, Wednesday?" Enid crashed into her bed, turning her head to me.

"It won't hurt to visit once more," I took off my jacket and hung it on my desk chair where I will be sitting to write my novel.

"I have a quick idea that we should do before you begin your writing time," the colorful wolf jumped out of bed and jogged to the window.

"What is the idea you have in mind?" I analyzed Enid as she unlocked the window and opened it.

"Let's watch the sunset together," she beamed brightly.

What is she doing to me?

"Only for a few minutes," I agreed and stepped towards the open window.

I made it to the balcony and headed to the railings. My arms rested on top as I leaned my body close to the bars. Enid did the exact same thing, inches apart from me. None of us muttered a word to each other. It was rather peaceful and comforting. The cold breeze blowing into our faces, leaving strands of hair flowing behind.

The color of the sky above the sun was the exact color of Enid's sweater. It was extraordinary. Like a once of a lifetime extraordinary. I didn't want to appear obvious, so I side eyed to gaze at my roommate. That's when my pulse accelerated. Staring at Enid was like observing the Starry Night painting. I was in awe. What's worse is that I'm burning up. I no longer felt cold like a harsh, winter storm.

I chose to not look at Enid anymore or else my symptoms will worsen. Another minute passed and I sensed two eyeballs glancing in my direction. I didn't try to look back at Enid, knowing I already watched her long enough.

"What is it, Enid?" I uttered.

"Oh! I u-uh... um. The sun and the moon," she stumbled on her words.

"What about the sun and the moon?" I raised a brow in question.

"It resembles us. I'm the sun, and you're the moon. I'm bright, filled with light, and make everybody's day. Like the moon, you are dark, mysterious, and cold during the night," Enid described.

"How descriptive."

"Thanks. It makes sense. Well, to me it does."

"Likewise. Dark, mysterious, and cold are three words that match my personality. Yours are the opposite."

"And somehow, we click," Enid grinned to herself, continuing to scan the sun.

I didn't reply to her statement and left the balcony without looking back. If I stay any longer, I will go insane and be put into a lunatic asylum. I have to use the Google app and find out what's really wrong with me. I fetched my phone that stayed behind on my desk. I unlocked it and clicked Google. I pressed the search bar and typed, Why do I feel warm around my friend? I clicked on the first link, and it sent me to a website. My eyes almost popped out when I read the first few sentences.

Ever felt a warm or fuzzy sensation whenever you're with a close friend of yours? That feeling is called love. You really trust this individual and want to grow closer to them in any way possible. Rarely, it's platonic, but most of the time, you love them as more than friends. Go ahead and learn about your emotions by taking our test!

"This is such a stupid decision," I mumbled to myself before tapping the link below that will take me to the test.

The quiz had ten questions. They were simple, quick, and easy to answer. It took about three minutes once I finished completing it. My results, You are one-hundred percent in love with your friend. Congrats and tell your crush how you feel.

"As if I would do such a thing," I scoffed, placing the face of my phone down on my desk.

You called? Thing teleported out of nowhere.

"I didn't. I took a useless quiz that I wish I never did."

You must be very angry because you're turning red.

I lifted my hand to touch my own stony face. My fingertips connected to my face before I pulled it away rapidly as if it stung me. My skin was disgustingly hot. Great.

"It's not anger. Rather, it's something else. I have been cursed, and there's no cure for it," I uttered in defeat.

What curse? Thing sounded a bit worried.

"Tell this to anyone and I will nail gun you onto a wall," I notified my assistant.

I won't.

I sighed heavily and responded, "The Addams Family curse. I'm beginning to think I like Enid more than friends."

 

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"I love listening to you when you play your cello. It's very soothing and relaxing," Enid commented openly.

"You do?"

"Yeah. I could listen to you play everyday," Sinclair laid her chin on top of her knees wrapped in her arms.

We were both on the balcony at nine o'clock at night. The moon was out, shining its dim light above us. The wind had died down a little over an hour ago. The air was now still and lingered with a bit of coldness. The stars scattered throughout the black sky glowed like fire. For unknown reasons, I feel very light. Like a feather floating freely in a windy area. It's thanks to Enid Sinclair, my roommate, who looks terrifyingly appealing tonight.

"You and my family are ones who enjoy hearing me play my instrument," I announced frankly.

"I'm honored. I'll listen to you as long as you want me to," her gentle tone ignited a dynamite in my stomach.

"Your ears will bleed, like a rainfall."

"I wouldn't mind it."

Neither would I.

The sound of my phone buzzing in my pocket interrupted Enid and I. I scornfully let out a breath after grabbing my device. I turned the screen on and saw a message from Unknown. I clicked the notification to read what it says.

Unknown: I love being the predator! It's fun to chase after my prey.

Unknown: I love it more when my prey is filled with fear. It gives me nothing but pure ecstasy. I can't wait to hunt a weakling, and I cannot wait to see your face covered in blood when I get the chance to have you all to myself.

Unknown has turned psychotic. They could be linked to my vision I had today. They're probably a Gates member who wants me dead because Goody Addams is my ancestor. Unknown may have the book. Who really knows? Unknown has those answers I need and will know once I capture them.

Get ready, Unknown. Because I'm eager to play a game of hide-n-seek with you.

Chapter 10: Second Victim

Wednesday Addams

"A werewolf such as myself and the Furs could differ the lengths of our claws. We can have an inch to three inches in length. Compared to a siren, they have an inch and a half. Our nails are wider than sirens. Therefore, we can easily pierce something thicker and solid like metal."

Enid was lecturing her fellow Freaky Friday members. She was stating facts about werewolves and sirens. Earlier, Yoko discussed gorgons and vampires and what their abilities are. I saw some outcasts and normies taking notes for classes they are taking regarding the four main cliques. Surprisingly, Xavier was in front of the classroom to draw examples for Enid and Yoko. He even used his power to bring his art to life. Thorpe did draw a flower and pulled it out of the paper for Bianca, who found it impressive and endearing.

It's sickening. Even more sickening that I am solely focused on Enid. The way she moves her pink lips when talking. Her legs shifted around to go from one spot to another. The werewolf's arm moving to point or gesture something. Even when it's no longer her turn to talk, she's standing to the side of the room with both hands intertwined together and a satisfied smile that can make anyone drop dead because of how pure she is.

Enid's blue eyes are visible from the sunlight hitting her smooth face. I long to get close and stare at them for a period of time. The color reminds me of the ocean. An ocean I would never enter in but rather take a look up close. My roommate understands and accepts my dark humor when I did my best to push her away by using it. I failed, and now she's attached to me like a magnet. And here I am admiring a werewolf who I used to find annoying and odd the first time we met.

"That concludes our lesson as to why every one of us have different body parts to use to defend ourselves when needed. Thank you all for coming, and we hope to see you on Friday for a horrifying activity," Sinclair exaggeratedly publicized.

Some peers looked a bit nervous about the activity. As for me, I felt a cupid shoot an arrow through my heart because of the way Enid sounded using the word horrifying. My influence has been rubbing off on her.

"Hey Enid! I just want to say you are doing the lord's work by building this club. A lot of the outcasts at school get along because of you. A fight broke out between an outcast and normie a couple days ago. The same outcast came to your club on Friday and realized that he should apologize to the normie. Then they got along and became friends," a random male spoke to Enid.

I kept my eyes on him as he was a little too close to Enid. She didn't notice nor minded it, keeping the innocent grin on her face. But I minded it. No one shouldn't be this close to a person when interacting. I felt furious and was ready to get out of my seat to threaten the boy. I was at a halt when another male came up to Enid as well.

"I'm really glad my club is helping. That is why I created it for a reason," the vivid girl was proud of herself.

"Do you think we can help you out with anything?" The second boy offered.

I had enough of hearing them. I raised to my feet and headed to the three teens. Before I could reach them, a specific word made me stop in my tracks.

"The alpha doesn't need help, you idiot. She has Yoko and both of them can handle it like the big girls they are."

"Sheesh! I was just asking. Sorry."

"You boys should go. There's someone else that wants to chat with me," Enid directly glanced at me.

I felt myself stiffen when the two werewolves turned around to see me behind them.

"We're sorry Wednesday! We'll leave Enid to you. Just don't kill us," they both walked away briskly.

It was amusing to see them quiver because I was here. Although, I am fortunate to have Enid in front of me.

"I forgot you are an alpha to the Furs. Who decided to have you lead?" I queried in fascination, forgetting the anger I had.

"We vote. Usually, high ranked werewolves fight to claim the title as alpha. That's only for real packs outside of the academy. Here, we vote based on leadership skills. Same goes for Fangs, Stoners, and Scales. Luckily, I won and a lot of the wolves are happy about it. You know, because I'm me," the lycan answered thoroughly.

"You are a role model for this academy. I've taken notice that many of our classmates would talk about you, Yoko, and the club. I may have followed your advice to be civil towards our friends."

"You did!?"

"Don't push it Sinclair."

"I'll do my best not to," her giddiness was slowly getting to her.

"Good. I will be on my way. Thing and I will be in the library to see if Goody's book is there just in case. It may take half an hour, so don't expect me to be in the room by then," I notified her.

"Okay! Have fun looking," Enid beamed before she skipped happily to Yoko.

I watched her for a moment when I felt something flick my ankle and interrupted me. I narrowed my eyes and scanned below to see Thing. He waved his fingers before crawling onto my shoulders. That's where he chose to tell me something.

I saw the way you approached the werewolf boys. You were jealous.

"If that's what you wish to call it. I wasn't jealous. I was enraged that they were taking up Enid's time," I stated in defense while leaving the room.

Sure you were.

"You must have a death wish."

I'm stating the truth.

"Even if you were, I wouldn't agree," I protested, making a sharp turn to where the library lies.

Will you tell Enid about your feelings? Especially your feelings for her?

I paused behind the entrance of the library. Thing's questions are effortless to answer.

"I'm not here for romance. So no. I will not tell her or anyone about how I feel. I may be under the Addams Family curse, however it doesn't mean it will stay forever. The feelings I have for Enid are nothing but a mere crush that will go away. Remember, I'm not relationship material," I snapped.

Thing coward and replied, I'm sorry. You are right.

"Don't be. It's not your fault I am like this," I exhaled in disgrace.

You shouldn't push yourself too hard to be something you aren't. You're still a teenager.

"You sound like a concerned and caring father. I won't change anything about myself. Even when I have emotions, I'll remain dark and dreadful. Now, enough about me. We have a book to track for."

I'm ready.

"You better be," I added as I stepped foot into the library.

I was fortunate to have found the location empty and quiet. Nobody would bother me while my partner in crime and I search for The Book of Shadows.

"You take the left side while I take the right," I instructed Thing.

He nodded and jumped down to the floor. I began my search by looking through the shelves on the outside and gradually to the center. As time passed, I grew frustrated from each book I checked. It was time consuming and uneventful. I prefer listening to Enid for ten hours straight without a problem. And there I am thinking about her.

"Have you found anything?" I called out to Thing.

I heard him plop down and told me he didn't. I internally groaned with rage and was ready to leave. But then I noticed something shiny hiding behind a stack of books. I tried pushing them off the shelf, but it was stuck. They were fake and glued to the shelf. I was able to move the real novels aside where I found a lever connected to a wall behind the fake books. My curiosity took over and I pushed down the rigid bar.

I stepped back when I heard something click. Thing hurriedly crawled to me when the shelves in the middle began to split in half. It was revealed to be a secret tunnel with stairs leading downward. I took a deep breath and strolled downstairs. The hidden room was slightly dark but not enough where you cannot physically see. Below were more shelves with books. This time, it appeared different from the ones upstairs. All of them were red with gold designs.

Once I was no longer on the stairs, there was a flashlight laying on a wooden stand. I grabbed it and pushed the button to turn it on. The light beams were on, and I'm able to read the title of the volumes more clearly. Most of them involve every type of outcast founded in Nevermore. From faceless and psychics to vampires and lycanthropes. One in particular caught my eye. I picked the printed work out and read the full name.

Hyde and Their Master.

I flipped through the pages and skimmed the words to find anything interesting. There were detailed drawings of what this creature looks like. Apparently, it's a beast with bulging eyes and sharp teeth and claws that can cause damage. The monster stands taller than an average werewolf. It morphs when in danger or finds prey. A Hyde has to have a master in order to survive and control its own transformation. Without one, they'll lose the ability to handle themselves.

"What a sad thing to be. I would likely put a bullet through my head if I was born a Hyde and have somebody tell me what to do," I remarked.

I closed the book and placed it back where it belonged. I was about to resume reading the other book titles when I heard a few people arguing upstairs. It sounded like it was outside the library. I immediately left the flashlight on the stand and made my way up the stairs. I switched the lever back up and the shelves were covering the entrance to the hidden library.

"Hide, Thing," I ordered the hand.

He hopped away and wedged himself between two books. I sped walked to whatever commotion was going on. Right away, I recognized a sweet voice I grew a liking to and witnessed a scene that made my blood boil beyond its limit.

 

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Enid Sinclair

There is a reason why I made Freaky Friday. So no one would experience what I am currently going through. As long as nobody is in my shoes, I'm at least grateful that it's just me. Three normies trapped and pinned me against a wall. They were bullies, no doubt. I heard about them too. Lucas Walker, and his two followers, Jonah and Carter. They're anti-freaks.

"Hey ugly freak! I heard about you and your little spawns trying to manipulate us normies that we should be equal to each other. Isn't that right?" Carter was the first to say something.

"Whoever told you that does not know what they are talking about. How about you leave me alone or else?" I tried to sound like a bigger person.

I was met with impact when Jonah gripped the collar of my shirt, lifted me up, and slammed me against the wall. I hissed in pain when my head and back collided on the wall.

Jonah then said, "Or else what you stupid dog?"

I grasped his hand to try and free myself. I wanted my claws to extend, but I would be in trouble for hurting someone. I'll also break the oath I made when it comes to not harming anyone no matter if they push you around.

"Go ahead and use your claws on Jonah. You will be in huge trouble when Principal Weems finds out that a werewolf tried to injure a normie. She'll expel you," Lucas dared me.

"Bwahaha! She can't because she's nothing but a weakling! Enid is not able to wolf out. Come on dog. Wolf out."

"Wolf out! Wolf out! Wolf out!" They all chanted at the same time.

I clenched my teeth, holding back the tears that were ready to flow down. At that moment, I felt miserable and small. I will never be able to wolf out. I'm a disappointment. I'll forever be a lone wolf without a mate or anyone to be with. There's no hope for me.

"Hey!"

My breath hitched when I turned my head to see Wednesday speeding towards the boys. Carter stood in front to attack Wednesday. I was ready to tell my roommate to run away when Carter put a hand on her shoulder, causing the Addams to twist his arm and knee him on the stomach. Jonah let go of me without a warning, and I fell down harshly on the floor. Jonah was kicked in the face, and Lucas was poked in the eyes by Wednesday's index and middle finger jabbing it. They crouched on the ground, moaning in pain.

"Do not mess with Enid again," the psychic addressed in a firm tone.

She came to me and willingly grabbed my sleeve to pull me off the ground and dragged me to who knows where. I kept my mouth shut in fear that my crush would yell at me for not defending myself. I realized Wednesday was taking me to Ophelia Hall and into our room. We traveled up the flight of stairs and made it through the hallway. I wasn't ready for what's about to happen behind closed doors.

Wednesday brought me to our dorm and closed the door. She released her grasp on my sleeve and gazed straight to me. I waited anxiously for her to say something, but she didn't. I figured that I have to apologize and also thank her for saving me.

"I-I'm sorry," I nervously stated, playing with my hands and glaring down at the floorboards.

"Why are you sorry?" Wednesday calmly asked.

"Because I'm weak and stupid. I didn't bother to defend myself and you were forced to help me. You should've ignored the situation," a lump was forming in my throat.

"I wasn't forced to help you, Enid. I made that choice myself because nobody is allowed to torment you besides me. And you're not weak or stupid. Sometimes stupid but that's just you. It was great timing to find you and them or else you might've clawed them and actually get expelled. We don't want that," she claimed.

"Yeah... Thank you, Wednesday. I owe you big time," I rubbed my forearm in embarrassment.

"You owe me a set of knives. That's all I ask for."

"Deal," my sadness went away as I smiled for Wednesday.

It didn't last long when my phone went off. The ringtone was blaring, signaling that someone was calling me. I pulled my cell out of my pocket and found Yoko was trying to Facetime me. I accepted the call and noticed swiftly that something was wrong when the vampire was breathing shakily.

"Yoko? Are you okay? What's going on?" I worriedly questioned my friend.

"I'm physically okay but not mentally! Eugene was sent to the hospital. I found him lying unconscious and bleeding from his stomach at the Hummer's club. Thankfully, Thornhill was there and called for help. The ambulance arrived and took him to the emergency room. The police are here and are investigating what attacked him. I had to give them a statement before they sent me off to finish their work. Oh my god Enid! I am freaking the fuck out! I had his blood in my hands when I tried to stop the bleeding. I am forever traumatized," Yoko pinched the bridge of her nose.

"I should go visit him," Wednesday said with a bit of shock.

"I'll come with," I mentioned.

"No. Yoko will need you to comfort her. I can text you when it's the right time to see him. I will update you on his condition," she advised.

"Enid? Enid!?"

"I'm still here. Are you in your room?"

"I am."

"I will be right over. Stay put," I suggested before I ended the call.

"Eugene is strong. I know he'll be okay," Wednesday declared.

"He will. Be careful and watch your back," I planted a hand on my roommate's shoulder.

"You too," Wednesday stated before darting out of the room.

I sighed heavily. Something was up. Yoko was the first to be targeted by someone who randomly tried to poison her with garlic. Now, it's Eugene who was almost brutally murdered by an unknown person or monster. This is not a coincidence nor a situation that tends to happen occasionally. Something big is happening. I don't know what, but my werewolf's senses are tingling. Maybe Wednesday and I can figure it out together. For now, I need to be there for Yoko.

 

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Wednesday Addams

Unknown: What is it like to see a friend lying in a pool of blood?

Unknown: You should know it's not over, Wednesday.

Unknown: I will leave you alone for two weeks, but be prepared. I have a fun task for you to do.

 

Me🔪: When I find out who you really are, you'll regret messaging me.

 

Unknown: You won't know my identity once I have killed you.

 

Eugene didn't deserve to be hospitalized. I wish I had a vision of how he got hurt, so I can find the perpetrator behind this feud. There I was, sitting next to Eugene who had staples on his wound to close it. It was large like the length of Thing. He's doing fairly well from what I found out from Eugene's moms. He's still asleep and breathing perfectly fine.

I texted Enid and let her know how Eugene is doing, saying that he will make it. I even asked her how Yoko is doing. She responded back by saying Yoko is doing fine, and she was just having a panic attack but calmed down. The last thing I told Enid was that I'll be back at the academy in an hour. After that, I turned off my phone. Then, I found Larissa Weems entering the hospital room.

"Wednesday. It's nice to see you looking after a friend of yours. I heard what happened and came here as soon as possible. How is Eugene doing?" Weems stood beside me.

"He'll survive. Were the police able to find anything that can help find Eugene's killer?"

"I'm afraid not. Whoever hurt him is still out there. It's not fair that Eugene won't be getting the justice he deserves."

"Don't worry. He will," I powered on my phone.

I was ready to show Principal Weems the messages Unknown has sent me. I trust her enough to use this information to catch the person responsible for Yoko and Eugene's near death experience. This is the only way. I opened the messages to pull the conversation between Unknown and I. The name was no longer there. I even searched up the name, but nothing. Is my phone no longer operating?

"Is everything alright, Miss Addams?" Larissa questionably wondered.

I played it nonchalantly and replied, "My visiting time is almost over. I must go back to the academy and do my usual routine."

"I'll drive you over there. I do not find it safe for you to leave by yourself. I care about every student's safety."

I didn't say anything but nod. I shoved my device in my pocket and got up from the chair. I glanced at Eugene once more before leaving his hospital room. My mind was running wild with lots of unanswered questions. The main one being about Unknown's contact vanishing from my phone. I'm still learning how to work my technology. Maybe Unknown deleted their contact from my phone somehow. Whatever they did, I have a feeling they knew I would tell someone about our discussion.

The most important thing is that I'm no longer at a dead end. Looking at Eugene's cuts and bruises, a beast has attacked him. He has three jagged lacerations according to his medical records I stole for a few minutes. They were large and deep wounds. According to doctors, they predicted it was a wild animal attack. I don't believe it. This is not just some animal who brutally injured him. It's a student from Nevermore who changed into a beast. That is my prediction.

I have two beasts in mind who could have done this to Eugene. A werewolf, or a Hyde. From the book I've read about Hydes, they are rare to find and are able to create a lot of damage when killing a prey. So can werewolves, although they don't consider many of us as prey unless we're a threat to them. Enid is in control of leading every lycan in school. She might have made them soft because of her delightful attitude.

This leaves my stalker to be a Hyde themselves. They know who I'm friends with. Unknown knows their names. What I am stumped on is the fact that a Hyde was able to get into Nevermore. Principal Weems kept the rule of banning Hydes from applying to Nevermore. Perhaps a normie snuck in a Hyde. A Hyde comes with a master. I could be over analyzing everything, however, I could be correct. I'm confident that my upcoming vision will show me something huge. I need to wait and be cautious. My stalker could be lurking anywhere.

Chapter 11: A Fun Rave'N

Enid Sinclair

This past week has flown by at the speed of light. It was a shitty and an unnerving week. Wednesday and I had been keeping check on Eugene. He was unconscious for an extra day before he awoke. Everyone close to him was relieved that he is fine. When we bombarded Eugene with a bunch of questions such as who attacked him, he wasn't able to remember much from the incident. It happened too fast is what he said. He did hear his attacker growling that didn't belong to a werewolf or any other species that he knows of.

Overall, it's disheartening that Eugene is in this position. If I could, I would trade places with him. What mattered the most is that he will be okay. Wednesday and I have been taking care of his bees while he stayed at the hospital. It won't be another two days till he is released and recovered fully. Thankfully, Eugene will be able to attend the Rave'N. It lands on a Saturday. A day before Parent's Day.

I'm stoked for the dance. I want to ask Wednesday out to the Rave'N. Though, I don't know if she'll want to go. It involves showing off your moves on the dance floor, dressing formally, and socializing, in which Wednesday doesn't do either one. She's the only person I'd want to take to the dance. I will go with Eugene, assuming that my roommate wouldn't want to be invited.

Yoko has a plus one, and it's none other than Divina. Xavier had the courage to ask Bianca and accepted to be his date. Ajax found a really hot siren and decided to pair up with her for the Rave'N. I'm really excited that my friends will have someone to go with. I am even more thrilled to find a perfect outfit to wear. This time, I want to impress Wednesday.

I want to look good for her even though she doesn't know I really like her. I wonder what my roommate will do during the dance if she accepts to be my date. I pray that the DJ won't play any slow dance music. It would be awkward knowing that Wednesday isn't the type to be touchy, and I'll be waiting for the music to end. Though, I respect her boundaries. I'd never force her to do anything she's uncomfortable with. I'm all about making her happy. Even if she doesn't show it. That's what matters to me the most.

"Okay, Thing. I need your advice to pick out some clothing for the Rave'N. You and I can go on a shopping spree together without Wednesday knowing. I want a formal outfit that will blow Wednesday's mind. Before we can do that, I need to ask her to be my plus one. Now that's going to be a challenge for me. A very difficult one," I paced back and forth.

My crush wasn't in the room, leaving the disembodied hand and I to have a private conversation. I needed Thing's help because he knows Wednesday better than I do. He's like a wingman.

Have you thought of any ideas on how you will ask Wednesday out to the dance? Thing inquired.

"The only thing I thought of was to ask her face to face. It's a terrible idea because I will literally have a full blown panic attack and might pass out if I'm in front of Wednesday. I know it's stupid since I've talked to her without freaking out, but it's different when it comes to asking her to be my date for the night. What should I do?" I stopped striding and ogled Thing.

Do what feels natural to you. It's not my place to tell you what you should plan to ask Wednesday to the dance.

"Oh come on Thing! You're my last resort. Help a friend out. I'll buy you lots of the hand cream I got you weeks ago," I tried convincing him.

Nope. You got this, Enid. Follow your instinct. Although, I will help you find an outfit. That's all I can do to assist you.

"Ugh! Thing! I am going to die. Whether it's Wednesday murdering me for asking her out or from a serious cardiac arrest, I'll die! Can you tell her for me?" I pleaded.

He waved his index finger side to side and said, No can do. You will survive. I will be cheering you on. I can steal a giant plushie for you if I see that you succeeded in wooing her to be your date.

"I see you're trying to bribe me with a plushie. Fine, Thing. You have a deal. If she rejects my invitation, I will jump off this balcony," I darted towards the huge window.

"That's a sight I would enjoy watching."

I stiffened and whirled my body around to find Wednesday in our room. I internally screamed and nervously smiled now that my roommate is here. I hoped she didn't eavesdrop during the discussion between Thing and I or else I'll really jump off the balcony from embarrassment. Speaking of Thing, he scurried on top of my bed to see how this encounter will play off.

"H-hey best roomie! How did you get in without making a sound?" I pushed aside her comment.

"I'm good at prowling like a hunter without creating a single noise. Why are you red and jumpy? And who will reject your invitation?" The Addams drew closer to me, making my blood rush to my face more.

I erratically touched my face and felt it super warm. This was not good. I bet my skin is the color of a strawberry.

I made up an excuse and answered, "I'm red and jumpy because the heat in here is making me hot."

I did not answer the other question Wednesday had asked. I hope she will forget it and move on. But she didn't. Her eyes narrowed questionably, figuring out if she should believe me.

"That doesn't make sense. It is room temperature in the dorm. I cannot see how it's warm here. Though, I'm waiting for my second question to be answered, Enid."

She's turning me into jello. The way she says my name brings a spark of joy. Her way of throwing out my name when we first met was like spitting out venom towards your enemy. Now, the psychic repeats it lightly. That is another reason why I fell for her.

"Well... there is a girl I want to ask to be my partner for the Rave'N dance," I bravely replied.

Wednesday's expression changed drastically. Instead of her normal emotionless face, she appeared almost troubled. I wanted to ask my crush if she was okay, but I felt that she wouldn't give me a straight response.

"Who is this 'girl' you want to take out?" She questioned with a low tone.

I gulped anxiously. We were no longer apart and are now face to face, standing close to the nonexistent border that separates our room equally. What sucked about the question that Wednesday asked me is that I cannot lie to her. She'll find out and will strangle me in my sleep. I wanted to take the scenario for granted, so I could tell her she's the one I want to go with to the Rave'N. It's now or never.

"It's you," I mustered up all the courage I had and responded to her.

I couldn't look at Wednesday. All I did was wait for her to tell me she didn't want to go with me or she's not attending the dance. My worst fear is that Wednesday is going with somebody else who asked her out before I had the chance. I usually have the worst outcome when it comes to this sort of thing.

"Enid. Look at me."

I tensed up in panic that Wednesday would think I'm dumb enough to even bother asking her to go with me. I did face and look down at the haunting girl who I adore so much. I was surprised to notice that her entire face is calm and soft. She didn't look uneasy or disgusted at the fact that her own roommate wants to invite her to the dance. Slowly, my nerves were being washed away.

"I accept to be your partner for the Rave'N."

This was the moment I wanted. Something I dreamt of. Especially when I started gaining feelings for Wednesday. If I could, I would howl out of bliss and squeeze the hell out of Addams. I cannot do either of those.

"Y-you will?!" I felt like I was daydreaming.

"Yes. I wouldn't have gone with anyone else unless it's you. If you didn't try to ask me to tag along, I'd stay in the room while everybody else had their little fun at the dance," Wednesday was straightforward.

"Wednesday... That's the sweetest thing I've heard you say!" My heart was ready to burst out of my chest.

"What I just said was not sweet at all," she folded her arms and tried to look angry but failed cutely.

"Whatever you say," I playfully rolled my eyes and grinned.

"Since I agreed to be your partner, I must look for a dress."

I heard a certain extremity climb down from my bed and crawl between Wednesday and I. He hopped up and down to get our attention. We both stared at him to see what he wanted.

I found a black dress that's perfect for you in Jericho. We can look at it together this week and choose whether or not you want it.

"I'm fine with the idea. What about you, Enid? What are you going to wear?" My roommate was curious.

"I'm not sure yet. I'll be looking at some stores in Jericho to find formal clothing that catches my eye. Whatever outfit I pick out, it's going to be a surprise when you see me wear it," I informed.

"I despise surprises, but yours are exceptional," Wednesday concluded.

"Thanks roomie. I won't let you down."

 

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Third Person

"Oh my god, girl! I can't believe you're going to the dance with the love of your life," Yoko squealed.

"So are you. Looks like the two of us were bold enough to ask them out to the dance," Enid responded as she focused on applying eyeshadow on her eyelid.

"Yes we were. I'm glad Eugene is joining us. We all need to have fun. We deserve it."

"Honestly. We'll make tonight the best night of our lives," the bubbly lycanthropy became determined.

"Oh, for sure. Say, where did you get this suit? It looks hot on you," Yoko pinched the clothing her friend was currently wearing.

Sinclair had a light pink, button up, boyfriend blazer with the same colored tailored pants. Underneath her ironed jacket is a buttoned white long sleeve to complement each other. For shoes, Enid wore a pair of pink, heeled boots. Before applying clothes on, the werewolf dyed the faded blue and pink highlights again to pop out more. She showered and got dressed so she could begin painting her face makeup.

"I got it at Hawte Kewture in Jericho. Thing somehow snuck it out of the store, so I wouldn't have to pay," Enid mentioned before putting on a solid, cerise lipstick.

"How nice of him. He really cares about you."

"He cares about Wednesday too because he did the exact same thing for her. I really want to see how Wednesday is dressed. All I know is that I am going to fall harder when she reveals herself," the president of the Freaky Friday club started blushing when thinking about the impassive teenager.

"So will I. Do you think Divina will like me back if I confessed my love for her after the dance?" The vampire stopped fixing her hair and turned to look at Enid.

The lycan replied, "You guys are like two peas in a pod. Of course she will like you back. My question for you is, will Wednesday feel the same way like I do for her. It's not like I'll tell her how I feel today, tomorrow, or the next following day."

"Definitely!"

"Seriously!?"

"Yes friend! She turned soft for you. Haven't you noticed the way she looks at you? Wednesday no longer insults, threatens, or even glares at you. You two have something there, and it is up to y'all to figure it out together."

"She's probably being nice because we are friends."

Yoko mentally facepalmed herself on the face when thinking, This girl will be the death of me.

Meanwhile, in the dorm belonging to Wednesday and Enid, Wednesday is checking herself out in front of her bathroom mirror. She tried on a black dress Thing stole from the Uriah's Heap shop. The dark collar was tightened around the psychic's neck with a transparent cotton fabric, exposing her collarbones. A leather belt is tied around her waist with ruffles around her shoulders, chest, and below the hips.

Addams wore black leggings along with high heels. Her bangs covered her forehead as the rest of her hair was turned into a crown braid. Cosmetics such as mascara, lipstick, and eyeliner is what she used to present herself. Thing watched as Wednesday made sure she looked decent and ready to head out to the dance.

"Never would I have thought I would go to a dance. Let alone with someone who I have some type of feelings for," Wednesday gaped to the limb.

That's what love does to you, Thing signed to the girl.

"I honestly thought these emotions would go away very soon. They're still here in the darkest organ I have," the dark humor adolescent placed both hands over her heart.

How does Enid make you feel?

"As if I'm a firework flying towards the sky and detonating when I am at a specific height. Not only that, but she makes me feel like I'm on cloud nine. Enid makes it strenuous for me to not smile, smirk or hold onto her. She's like a drug, and I am a user. I became addicted to her," she described the way her crush feels to Thing.

How romantic. How would you feel if Enid had feelings for you?

Wednesday paused for a moment to think before saying, "I would think she's stupid to fall for someone like me. We are completely different. I'm not affectionate or loving, however she is. I don't understand what she even sees in me."

Don't be negative, Wednesday. Enid has the biggest heart on earth, and she would never do anything to hurt you. At least you're going to the dance with her. Spend as much time as you can with Enid today. Who knows what Unknown's next plan will be, the hand anticipated.

"You're correct. I haven't gotten a word from them. Unknown's number is still to not be found in my contacts. What a coward," Wednesday huffed.

Did you find out how Unknown removed themselves from your contact list?

"I used Google to aid me. It could be that they deleted their phone number, or blocked me from searching for their contact."

Can you bring Unknown's contact back?

"No. It's nearly impossible to do so. All I can do is wait for Unknown to return," she declared.

Good luck with that.

"I won't need luck. Only for today. I'd like to know what Enid will think of me in this dress," Wednesday pondered.

She will love it on you. I promise.

"Do not make promises you can't keep, Thing."

This is a promise I can definitely keep, boss.

"You better be right."

Wednesday's phone vibrated against the bathroom counter. She picked it up and found a text from her roommate.

My fav roommate💖: Hey Wednesday! I'm currently downstairs. Take all the time you need. I'll be waiting for you.

 

Why does she have to sound so thoughtful? It's repulsive yet soothing, Addams felt colors become visible on her cheeks.

"Thing. Keep an eye out while I'm gone. Unknown could be in the same room as me. If you view anything suspicious, let me know quickly," the psychic instructed.

Thing gave a thumbs up before scampering out the door. Wednesday did not hesitate to wait and followed a little behind. She took a deep breath when walking down the hallway of Ophelia Hall. Wednesday made it to the top of the staircase and walked slowly to where Enid was patiently waiting. She heard the loud music playing the closer she was to the end of the stairs.

Standing across from her was the bearable girl. The blondie's eyes were lit up in amazement as her mouth nearly dropped to the ground. Wednesday spotted the brightness on her crush's face. She swiftly stared at her best friend up and down to get a good observation of what she wore. Her roommate did the same thing.

Both of them found each other captivated. It was like they hit the jackpot and couldn't believe it with their own eyes. Sinclair realized that her love for Wednesday will never go away anytime soon. The dark haired teen registered the fact that the lycanthrope made her feel elegant. She was used to everyone giving her an unusual glance. Enid was different. And she loved it so much it pained her considerably.

"Wow. You look..." Enid was stuck with her words.

"Spooky? Machiavellian? Daunting?" Wednesday quirked a brow.

"All of the above in your terms. In my own terms, you're beautiful, marvelous, and entrancing," the werewolf spewed out compliments while coming closer to her favorite person.

"Thank you. You look... nice," Wednesday was able to give a complimentary remark.

"Thank you Wednesday. Are you ready to head over?"

"I suppose so."

With a smile, Enid held out her hand with the palm facing upward to Wednesday and said, "Let's go, shall we m'lady?"

The psychic detected spiders crawling throughout her stomach. It was a sensation she was used to ever since she had feelings for her roommate. Wednesday didn't stop herself, her hand hovered over Enid's. Instead of intertwining their hands together, Wednesday grabbed the hem of the sleeve to her date's blazer. She wasn't ready to have skin-to-skin contact. Soon, it will happen, she believes.

The leader of the Furs was perfectly okay with Wednesday's choice. She knows to always respect her boundaries at all times. That is what she taught herself to do. Be kind and respect others' decisions.

"Let's have the night of our lives," Enid beamed.

Wednesday nodded, and almost hand in hand, the girls marched straight to the quad. There, the sound of music blasting was heard and felt from the bass and boost. The color of light blue and white was seen outside near the entrance of where the event is taking place. Some Nevermore students roamed around the quad with friends or dates to hang. Marilyn Thornhill, the Botanical Science teacher, is greeting each student and complimenting them as they enter the party room.

She grew a bit tired of welcoming the students until Thornhill was shocked to see the opposite duo together. Enid and Wednesday approached their teacher without any anxious feeling. Thornhill's grin stretched as the roommates arrived in front of her. She was mainly cheery to see Wednesday out of her comfort zone.

"Oh my gosh! Look at the two of you! You guys look fantastic!" Marilyn clapped her hands once in approval.

"Thanks Miss Thornhill! You look great as well," Enid proposed back.

"Thank you Enid. Welcome to the Rave'N! I hope the two of you enjoy yourselves," the science teacher stared at the teenagers.

"We will! See you later Miss Thornhill," Enid saluted as she brought Wednesday inside the room where the dance is being held.

The music was clear and loud. Lights were flashing everywhere. Outcasts were spread out all over in the room. Tables and chairs were set up for students to sit, drink, and eat. Rectangle tables are close to the walls with varieties of foods and liquids laid out. A DJ is facing the dance floor with students dancing to a pop song. Everyone seemed to be content. That is when they saw Wednesday and Enid.

They got a glimpse of the best friends as if the two of them were famous celebrities. Whispers and murmuring were heard everywhere by the girls. They didn't mind the attention they were receiving. Enid felt like she was a cool person while Wednesday simply didn't care about what people thought of her. The comments they caught by the Nevermore freaks were nothing terrible. In fact, everybody thought of them as a cuter couple than Wednesday and Tyler. Too bad the werewolf and psychic are only friends.

"Holy shit you guys! Everyone is definitely going to talk about you for days. You two look sick," Xavier claimed as he brought Bianca with him.

"I am not ill. Neither is Enid," Wednesday defended herself and her roommate in a light voice.

"It's an expression. Also, are you two dating? I see Addams is holding onto your sleeve there, Enid," Bianca was next to say something, glancing down at the teens' hands.

Enid blushed and answered, "W-we're not dating. We came as friends to the Rave'N. Isn't that r-right Wednesday?"

"She's correct," the raven adolescent didn't show any emotion.

"My apology for asking," the Scale leader posted.

"Don't worry. I'm sure plenty of other people will ask the same question as well," Enid did not mind Bianca's interrogation.

"I'm going to get us drinks. I'll be back," was all Wednesday uttered before letting go of Enid's suit and walking away.

After Wednesday was out of sight, Xavier and Bianca stated in sync, "You're in love with her."

"Is it that obvious?!" Enid squeaked.

"Totally. You two are the most oblivious people I've met," Bianca squinted her eyes at the lycan.

"Pretty much a lot of the outcasts in your club and outside the club sense there's a thing going on between you two," Xavier announced.

"Are you planning to confess to Wednesday about your feelings?" Bianca questioned even though she knew the answer.

"I'm planning to on her birthday. First, we're surprising her with cake. Then, we can all hang out until Wednesday is ready to go back to the dorm. Lastly, I will give her my gift that I made along with a confession letter for her to read. Wednesday will either reject me or accept the love I have for her," Enid explained the details to her friends.

"What did you get her for her upcoming birthday?" Xavier wondered curiously.

"I crochet a black snood for her. I made one myself, so she and I can match in case she likes me back and we can go on dates wearing it together."

"That's so sweet of you, Enid. I wish Xavier had done something like that for me," the siren complained.

"Thanks a lot Enid. Now I have to step up my game," Xavier wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled Bianca closed to him.

"You're welcome," Sinclair smirked evilly.

"Well, Bianca and I will leave you lovebirds alone. Let us know if you managed to snatch a kiss without dying from good ol' Wednesday Addams," Xavier winked as the couple snickered and left.

"That won't happen," Enid declared herself aloud.

"What won't happen?"

Enid didn't flinch this time when she heard her date's voice. She turned to the girl who held two martini glasses with a blue substance fogging at the top. Wednesday handed over a glass to Enid.

"Hey, Wednesday. Xavier and Bianca were betting that you weren't going to dance," the lycanthrope made up a rapid lie to cover herself up.

"Oh? Is that so?" Wednesday inquired as she took a sip of her drink.

All Enid could do was nod. She thought that maybe her partner would dance but doubted it. It would stun her enough to see the Addams move around and follow the rhythm of the song.

"I will prove them wrong," the psychic added before handing Enid her own martini glass to her.

A new song was ready to play, and it was perfect timing. Wednesday approached the dance floor and stood still until the music began. All Enid could do was leave the drinks on the table and gawked at her crush the entire time. The werewolf did follow her and watch closely as to how the shorter girl began to sway her body when the music began. Goo Goo Muck was heard through the speakers. A crowd formed to show off their moves.

Enid mainly kept her eyes on the Addams as they both looked at each other while dancing. Both girls were like two birds trying to find a mate by moving their bodies around. Except they have each other without realizing it. Not many outcasts were weirded out by Wednesday's unique dance. Sinclair thought it was cute. Wednesday found Enid's rhythm to the music to be charming. Never would she have thought that her roommate could attract Wednesday with a dance.

The song did end with everyone feeling happy that they're enjoying themselves. Wednesday and Enid felt good that they expressed themselves with a dance. The vampire DJ paused the sound to give out a brisk announcement.

"Yo! Yo! Yo! I know you guys are having a blast, but it's about to get better. Grab your date because a slow dance is what makes the night still young!" The disc jockey presented.

Everybody roared and cheered in excitement except the wolf and the psychic. This is what Enid didn't want. The colorful lycan craved to slow dance with her torturous friend. Though, she knows Wednesday wouldn't want anyone to rest two arms around her. The blonde accepts reality.

"So... Should we sit down and maybe grab something to ea-" Enid was close to stepping out of the dance floor when Wednesday quickly grasped Enid's clothing once more.

She did stop and eyes flickered to Wednesday's. Enid had no idea as to why her roommate halted her. She became puzzled when her crush spoke first.

"No," Wednesday managed to say.

"No?" Enid tilted her head in confusion.

"You and I are slow dancing. Together," she demanded.

Enid could've sworn she misheard Wednesday. This time, it was true with what the Addams had blurted out. Wednesday was willing to slow dance with Enid. Inside the werewolf, she feels like she can finally rest in peace. In the psychic's mind, she knew Enid was worth dancing with.

"Wait. What about you? You don't like physical touch," Enid's only worry was Wednesday.

Enid was eager for this opportunity, yet she cared about her friend's well-being. She did not want Wednesday to push herself to slow dance. That would be the last thing Enid would've wanted.

"You're right. I do not like physical touch, however you are an exception. The best way to do this is by forehead touches."

"Forehead touches?"

"Yes. We can lay our foreheads together. Our arms and hands will remain on our sides. I apologize if this is not what you wanted. I wished I was... normal," Wednesday looked away in guilt.

All Enid could do was beam. She was glad that Wednesday was opening up to her and being vulnerable. Sinclair wouldn't take advantage of it, of course.

"Wednesday. I don't mind colliding foreheads while slow dancing. I don't care if you're not normal. I like every part of you just the way you are. Don't ever change because of me or anybody else. And there's no need to apologize. Okay?" Enid expressed how she felt.

"Okay," Wednesday was relieved that Enid wouldn't get upset because the girl is not willing to slow dance the traditional way.

Enid brought Wednesday a little farther away from the couples holding each other on the dance floor. Wednesday didn't let go of Enid's sleeve when being brought over to the corner of the dancing area. She did release her grip when Enid stopped at a spot and stood close in front of the Addams. The lycanthropy remained collective, not wanting Wednesday to close herself.

The bright teen slightly closed the gap between her and Wednesday as she is taller than the obscure girl. Enid carefully laid her head against Wednesday's. Foreheads were now being touched, and they gazed at each others' eyes. Wednesday went as far as seizing both of Enid's sleeve, in which the lycanthrope was fine with it.

None of them really focused on the steady music. Rather, they concentrated on themselves. Wednesday's black heart was thumping against her chest to the point where she can hear her own pulse and not the music. Enid couldn't believe her own two eyes that what was happening was real. Both girls were trapped in their own worlds together. They were the missing puzzles that now fit together. The two of them are pleased with one another's presence. It's all they ever wanted.

Sinclair was hypnotized by Addams. The same goes for Wednesday. They were memorized and allured to the point where a magnet is pulling their faces close. Their hearts were in sync and ready for their lips to unite. The space between them was almost taken up when something fell on the girls' faces. They pulled away from each other, not noticing how super close they were. Instead, Enid and Wednesday realized that a red drop of liquid was coming out of the fire sprinklers.

It dripped until the substance really rained. Everyone now glanced above before yelling out and running in fear, covered in crimson red. Enid looked away from the sprinklers and was fixated on Wednesday who was grinning at the red rain. Her stomach fluttered at the sight of her crush smiling for the first time. Enid was interrupted when Wednesday tugged her sleeve and got her away from the room.

They were now out in the quad and strolled straight to Ophelia Hall. The teens, covered in what was found to be red paint thanks to Wednesday tasting it, made it to their room. Thing was found entering through the window at the same time the girls entered the dorm. When the door was shut behind Wednesday, Enid unbuttoned her blazer, taking it off.

"What a disaster. Who would pull such a stupid prank during the Raven'N?" Enid questioned.

The normies who harassed Enid did it. In honor of my lovely werewolf friend, I was capable of strangling and shoving dirt down their throats, Thing proudly signed.

"Aww. Thanks, Thing. You're the best," Enid beamed in appreciation.

Anything for a friend.

"I'm going to shower. Being covered in paint is not a pleasant feeling. Before I do, I want to say that I did have agonizing boredom with you, Enid. Maybe next year, we'll do it again," Wednesday confirmed as she went to her bathroom and locked the door.

Enid gazed blankly at the hand who stared back at her. On cue, Thing crawls to Enid's bed and jumps like a small child excited to have a piece of candy.

Your girlfriend really said that she would go with you again. Looks like she had fun.

"Not my girlfriend, and yeah. She seemed like she enjoyed it," Enid marched forward to Thing.

You need to give me all the details. I'm hungry for Wenclair moments!

"Jeez, Thing. You're worse than my friends," Enid felt the warmth rising to her cheeks.

I'm not sorry about it.

"I figured you are not."

Chapter 12: Parents

Notes:

A/n: A bit of angst

Wednesday Addams

"Wednesday!"

My eyes opened immediately to the sound of a girl's recognizable voice. Nothing but fog and darkness were gathered around me as I stood in the middle of it. The only thing I was able to see clearly was Goody Addams. She ran to my direction with a panicked expression. It alarmed me in a horrendous manner. The atmosphere made the feeling worse.

"Wednesday! You're in grave danger. Joseph Crackstone will be resurrected soon. You need to stop the member of the Gates family that stole my book. This person has a sidekick that can turn to a massive beast. That's all the information I can lend you. Be careful. It's going to get dangerous sooner than you think," my ancestor had a hand out to reach me until she disintegrated into the mist.

My mind ran wild from the new details Goody provided me. I did not anticipate her to give me anything that deems useful. Now I have some clues to find two perpetrators involved with the attempted murders of Yoko and Eugene. One is a normie. The other is a shapeshifting monster. The sound of it resembles a Hyde and their master who controls them. Speaking of that, I must get my hands on the book. I have a sense my theory is true, and I can prove it.

I was ready to leave my vision, but apparently, there's more to view. What's better is that my prediction about the two culprits and who they may be is correct. A clear picture of a Hyde stood tall and proud. Next to it was a human wearing a long coat with a hat to hide their face and hair. The Hyde roared and sprinted after the person next to them pointed out their arm and index finger ahead.

It was the last thing I was able to watch before my vision ended. My eyesight came back to me, and now I was brought back to my room. There, Enid had both hands on my arms. She was shaking me to get me to wake up from my slumber. I then realized I had a vision while sleeping. Never once have I had something like that happen to me.

"Finally! I was beginning to think you died or were just ignoring me to sleep some more. Today is Parent's Day. You're running a little late. Principal Weems will start her speech in fifteen minutes before our parents arrive at the quad," Enid reminded me.

"I would've woken up, but I had a vision in my sleep. I have an idea as to who is behind hurting our friends," I uncrossed my arms and sat up from my bed.

"Who is it?" Enid drawled, preparing herself for my answer.

"There's a creature on the loose called the Hyde. They have a master who could be a normie. They both were in my vision. The Hyde was already transformed, however the human was not," I clarified to my friend.

"I read about Hydes before. They do have masters that are only allowed to be normies if that helps answer your questions."

"Yes, it does. Is there anything else I should know about Hydes?"

"Not really. I did hear some gossip about a student in Nevermore that acts like a normie but really is a Hyde. It's crazy because Hydes are banned from entering school," my roommate stated.

"The rumor is true. Someone at the academy is pretending to be the normie rather than a Hyde. And a normie is most likely attending Nevermore who is also the master of the Hyde," I put the pieces together.

"You're onto something Wednesday. We can talk about it later, but right now, you need to get dressed or else we'll be late," Enid claimed.

"You can go without me. I will probably be late regardless."

"I'll wait for you then. We gotta play it safe and make sure no Hyde tries to come after us next. Hummers stick together as Eugene said before."

"Hummers do stick together. I suppose we can go down after I'm done getting ready."

"Cool!" The lycan grinned and skipped over to her bed to sit down and use her phone.

 

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Enid and I left our bedrooms and strolled down the hallway of Ophelia Hall. Thing had a mission to scout the quad in order to find a hint of a normie who could be the master. My roommate and I will be looking for any normies that seem like they could be the Hyde. It's a perfect plan for today's event.

Speaking of the event, Principal Weems finished her speech right as the she-wolf and I made it out to the quad. Everybody clapped before dispersing throughout the quad. Now, the parents joined the students of Nevermore to sit down on the benches and discuss the outcast's school life. My eyes landed on my parents and brother who wandered to find me.

"You should go with your family. I need to look for mine," Enid stated in the last sentence with an annoyed tone.

"Don't forget about our task," I muttered to the werewolf.

"I won't. Have fun," Sinclair beamed as she took off in search of her parents.

I sighed heavily, dreading about my parents interrogating nonstop about school. I prefer to stick with Enid and execute our journey to capture whoever is in charge of provoking me the entire half of the first semester. So far, I haven't received a message from Unknown nor do I have their contact listed. Hopefully I'm not going insane.

"Oh look, cara mia! It's our little Venus flytrap," my father cooed.

"It certainly is, dear. Hello, Wednesday," my mother addressed smoothly as my brother and father trailed her.

"Hello, mother. Father. Pugsley," I greeted with my occasional monotone voice.

I was then met with two unwanted embraces by my father and Pugsley. As usual, I didn't hug back and kept my arms to my sides. Once the boys let go of me, my brother remained in front of me.

"It's good to see you again, sis."

"You have not changed one bit like I asked you to. Let's keep it that way, I reckon," I decided to let my brother be himself.

I heard a gasp leave from my father's mouth as he and my mother gaped at me with wide eyes. I knew the reason behind their disturbing reaction and was prepared for the impact of their words.

"Is something the matter, my tormenta? Are you sick? Are you an imposter? Did you hit your head a thousand times to the point where you're no longer yourself!?" My exaggerating father questioned me.

"Enough, father. I'm still the same. Perhaps a certain someone turned me almost delicate," I confessed freely.

"Did you fall in love with your boyfriend, Galpin?" My mother asked.

"No I have not. I tore his heart into a million pieces and smashed it against the ground. We're no longer a couple."

"Well then? I can mark that somebody different has stolen your black heart from the way your precious face has eased voluntarily," my mother held a smug smile.

A small wave of heat crawled on my cold face easily, knowing that the parent who gave birth to me was correct. I'm not ready to tell them exactly who I have fallen hard for. Instead, I stayed quiet and didn't bother to deny or agree with what my mother had declared. Though, my father laughed with a fill of positivity.

"My lethal viper! Who is it or can I guess?" My father was eager to know my mysterious crush.

My mouth was about to open and answer my deranged father when a vibrant voice I condone is heard from the back of me. Staggering up to my family and I was none other than Enid. She halted right next to me, leaving her hand to settle on top of my left shoulder. My family were in shock when I did not push Enid's hand away from me.

"Hey roomie. Sorry, did I interrupt anything?" Enid gazed at my family, then to me.

"You haven't, dear," my mother answered.

"That's great to hear! My parents are not here yet, so I hope that it's okay for me to join you guys for a bit, if that's fine?" My roommate stiffened as she might've thought that she is not allowed to intervene with us.

"Of course sweetheart! You are more than welcome to associate with the Addams family. It is good to see you again, Enid," my mother expressed kindly.

"Likewise. I hope you are all doing well at home just like Wednesday is here at Nevermore."

"Is she now?" My father was now curious.

"Yup. She and I are like peanut butter and jelly," Enid expressed.

I cannot believe I fell for her.

"Peanut butter and jelly?"

"Yeah! We're a great combination," the werewolf replied.

"Ohh! That makes sense. I see you-"

I couldn't hear what my father was whispering to Enid. Although, her face lit up and was mildly red. My father smirked and chuckled faintly at my roommate's facial expression. Did he embarrass her? I'll make him apologize for making her feel that way.

"We have a lot to talk about, Wednesday. Especially an individual," my mother grinned and winked at me.

"It appears my secret has been fully exposed," I folded my arms, getting the sensation that the warmth was intensifying on my cheeks.

"What secret? I could make up a lie for you through my vlog. Everyone believes what I post," my oblivious crush pulled out her phone in a hurry.

"There's no need. My secret is known by my family only," I explained.

"Oh. Got it," she smiled, stuffing the device back in her pocket.

"Sinclair!"

Enid and I turned around to see a couple with four males huddled together. I assumed those are Enid's family. The woman who I believe to be my friend's mother came over and harshly clenched onto the lycan's wrist. She pulled her away as Enid nervously waved and smiled at us, following her mother. The way the strict woman gripped her own daughter made me want to chase after her to insult her.

After I took two steps, my father held onto the sleeve of my school uniform. His action made me haul my arm away from his grasp in a swift moment. My eyes were no longer relaxed as I held a stern glare to the woman taking away the girl I'm fond of. Now, my dark eyes averted to my family.

"So Enid is the one who has your heart. She is a wonderful kid who doesn't mind your dark humor and aesthetic," my father lifted the corner of his lips.

"She would be a great addition to the Addams family. Don't you think, sweetheart?" My mother glanced down at me.

"This is not an appropriate time to discuss Enid and I. Plus, she only thinks of me as a friend. I won't be the first one to spill my intense feelings for her. If Enid feels exactly how I feel for her, she would confess to me instead," I illustrated to my parents.

"Enid adores you very much. There is some tension between you two that does need to be released anytime soon. But there's no rush. Just try not to push her away. You don't want to hurt her, right?"

My mother was right. Enid and I do have tension between us. Including the night of the Rave'N. When our heads leaned against each other's, we were close to kissing, and I was willing to let Enid attach her lips on mine. I even held her sleeve to get close to my roommate. Her comforting words were like magic to my ears when I felt culpable for disliking physical touch. Sinclair is very genuine. She's done a lot for me. I hope to repay her someday. To answer my mother's question, I nodded.

 

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Enid Sinclair

"Have you wolfed out yet?" My mother intently studied my face.

"Uh... What happened to greeting your own daughter?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"I do not care about greeting you. I care about knowing if you wolfed out yet."

This is not what I wanted to happen. Even in front of the Addams family. It was humiliating. My emotion changed from ecstatic to seeing my family from sour like Wednesday's mood. I didn't understand what was the rush when my mom grabbped my wrist and rapidly took me away from the Addams. My family should have rushed to be here for Parent's Day instead of rushing me to ask if I have wolfed out.

We stood in the corner of the quad, far from everyone else. My mom and I were face to face with my dad standing behind her. My older brothers were like wild animals and wrestled each other for fun. When my mom snatched me away, she told me that we needed to chat in private. Here I am being asked straight away whether or not I have wolfed out.

"I didn't wolf out. There, happy?" I unlatched my mother's hand from my own.

"Not one bit, Enid. I'm actually really disappointed. You had so many chances and time to shift into a werewolf, but you didn't. I can't comprehend how you were able to get the title as Alpha to lead the Furs when you can't even change into a wolf yourself," my mom was becoming frustrated with me.

"Why does me wolfing out have to do with you? I can turn whenever it's my time to do so. I cannot force it, mom. I tried and tried. I really did. So don't push me around like a child because I can't wolf out. It's not my fault," I stood up for myself.

"It is, Enid. You have no one to blame besides yourself. Which is why I'll be giving you this," my mother handed me a piece of paper.

I took it from her and read what it said. It was a notice for me. In red, bold letters, it spelled out Ejection of Enid Sinclair. My eyes trailed every word on the paper just to find out that I'm longer staying in the family pack. All because I cannot wolf out. My mother had her signature on the bottom to seal the deal.

"What the hell!? You can't do this to me. I'm part of the family. This is a joke, right?" I built holes on the paper from my claws extending in anger.

"This is not a joke, Enid. Your father wanted to keep you, but I didn't let him if you haven't transformed," my vile mother spat out.

"Dad! You can't let her do this. I'm your daughter. I thought you guys cared about me," I reached over to my father with my eyes becoming glossy.

His eyes focused on the ground in shame and said, "I'm so sorry, Enid."

I took a step back in disbelief. My breath hitched and a lump formed in my throat. My jaw tensed, and my teeth gritted out of sadness and doubt. I couldn't believe what was happening in front of me. I wished I was dreaming, but this was real. Parent's Day is where you're supposed to bond with your parents. That's not the case for me.

"How could you? I did my best to make you guys happy by trying every remedy to wolf out, yet it wasn't enough for the both of you. Where am I going to stay since I'm being kicked out of the pack?" I tried to hold in my tears.

"That's for you to figure out. We already packed what was left of your stuff at home and brought it to your room. We're not sorry for what we did. This is an example of what happens when a lycanthrope cannot shift," my mother implied.

"You're not the parents who raised me. You are a monster! Terrible ones who like to make my life as miserable as it gets. Once I wolf out and find you in my sight, you'll regret what you've done to me," I threatened.

"As if a lone wolf like you will put your hands on your own parents. I had enough interacting with you. Let's go boys and Murray. We're done here," my mom shot daggers at me as she exited the quad with my family.

Once they disappeared out of my sight, I was left standing alone. I felt stuck and lost. None of my tears fell down thankfully. My parents weren't worthy to see my tears. I'm sure Wednesday would be proud of me for remaining strong and defending myself against my family. It's all thanks to her for teaching me to stand up for myself.

I exhaled deeply, crumbling the paper into a ball. I went to the nearest trash can and tossed it in. I wanted to pretend like nothing had happened. It would be hard to do so. I wanted to spend more time with Wednesday and her family, though I decided to let the Addams family enjoy themselves. Alternatively, I chose to go to the second floor of the balcony and return back to my mission of finding any sketchy normies.

The search lasted for an excruciating two hours. I managed to take a quick break by catching up with Xavier and Bianca whose parents didn't arrive for Parent's Day. I had the guts to tell them what happened between my parents and I after they noticed I looked so gloomy. Gratefully, the couple were there to reassure me. I plan to tell the rest of my friends some other time whenever we see each other.

I went back to my dorm and stayed in my bed after the outcasts' parents began leaving the academy. I waited patiently for Thing and Wednesday to come back. I killed time by watching Tiktok videos and scrolling through Instagram to distract myself. It did not last long when my favorite duo made an appearance. I curled my lips, happy that they were here.

"Hey, Wednesday. How was hanging out with your family like?" I asked while sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Inhumane and painful. Although, it was pleasant to see them again. What about you? What did your irritating mother want from you so desperately?" Wednesday's eyes landed on mine.

"Well... It went downhill for me. My mom had the urge to know if I had wolfed out yet. I told her no, and it led to me getting kicked out of the family pack. That's why I have an extra bunch of my stuff here in my bedroom. I have nowhere to stay after the semester is over, but that's okay. I can probably grab a hotel or somethi-"

"You can stay with my family and I," Wednesday blurted out.

"S-stay? With you?" I was in shock, not expecting that type of response from my roomie.

"Yes. My family really enjoys your presence. They wouldn't mind having you around in our manor. There is plenty of room for you to settle."

And there goes my tears, rolling down from my right eye and then my left. I never would have thought Wednesday is okay with me staying at her place. I'm super duper thankful for her. I am already in love with her more than I can imagine.

"Why are you crying?" Wednesday asked softly while stepping over to my side of the room.

I wiped my tears away as I replied, "Because I'm happy that you offered to let me live with you and your family. You deserve my infamous hug from me."

I got up from my bed and stretched my arms out. I walked to Wednesday when she stepped backwards. It was another failed attempt to embrace my roommate. Maybe one day she'll let me. I will wait for as long as it takes to get a hug from her. I dropped my arms, leaving it hanging.

"I'll stop trying," I beamed bright, feeling much better about my situation.

"If I ever come across your parents, I will torture them endlessly to the brim of death and bury their deceased body where nobody can find them," Wednesday claimed in a firm voice.

"But you'll go to prison for that."

"Who said I will get caught committing a double homicide? I'm an expert at hiding bodies," Wednesday slightly smirked, which I found extremely cute.

"Okay!" I went along with what Wednesday declared.

"Since we are on the topic of committing a crime, have you seen any normies acting odd?"

"No. They seem normal to me. But, there's something you need to know. It's about Tyler," my expression changed drastically to a serious one.

"Enlighten me," my crush paid her full attention to me.

"I was eavesdropping on a random guy talking about Galpin and his mother. Apparently, Tyler's mom came to Nevermore because she was a Hyde. In her era, Hydes were allowed to join the academy. But she was the reason why Hydes are banned from attending here. She was the one who attacked and killed a werewolf years ago in Nevermore during her last year in school which means Tyler could be the Hyde. Her genes probably passed down to Tyler when she had him," I explicate with details.

"You're onto something Sinclair."

"Oh! And to back up my evidence, Tyler did tell me his mom did die from a werewolf, and he tried to help her supposedly. I think him helping her was a lie because Tyler's mom probably didn't birth him until she turned eighteen while still going to the academy. He was weeks or months old when his mother passed away," I added on.

"There's also a connection I found that leads Tyler to be the Hyde. I remember the encounter you and Tyler had. When you two shook hands after determining to be friends, and you accepted his apology. Your claws grew and almost punctured Tyler's skin. I read about lycanthropes and the reason why their nails expand. From what I know, your claws indicated that Tyler is a threat and wanted to scratch him in self-defense for touching you," Wednesday clarified.

"Woah, really? I thought I accidentally lengthened them," I let my colorful claws out to check them out.

"You didn't. Now, we have enough proof to say that Tyler is the Hyde. He says he's a normie, but that's false. The only thing we're missing is the master. Who is in charge of Galpin?"

"It's gotta be a normie. Maybe Tyler has normie friends?" I guessed.

"I haven't seen or spoken to him after our breakup," Addams shrugged her shoulders.

While we thought about who could be Tyler's master, Wednesday's phone went off with a ding sound. It was a familiar ringtone. She had gotten a text from someone. She dug her hand into her pocket and whipped her phone out. Wednesday was reading her notification before turning off her phone and gripped it very tightly to where her knuckles were turning white. Her face quickly changed to a grim look.

Weird. Did somebody make her upset?

"We'll figure out later who could be the master. Right now, it's my writing time," Wednesday turned away and headed straight to her side of the bedroom.

She sat down by her desk where her typewriter sat. I glanced at Thing who watched and listened to our conversations carefully the entire time. He had no clue what made Wednesday switch her expression, but he would find out by talking to her.

"I will bring us lunch and will crash in Yoko's room afterwards. Be right back," I announced to Wednesday who turned her head to gaze and nod at me.

I left the room to go grab lunch for my roommate and I. After I'm done eating, I would meet Yoko in her dorm. She will go furious once I tell her what had happened between my parents and I. Tanaka will also tease me when I say that Wednesday had provided me shelter at her house. I cannot wait for that to happen.

Chapter 13: No Need to Hyde

Wednesday Addams

Blackmailing is an expertise of mine. All because of my expressionless personality, people will do as I say unless they prefer to face the consequences given to them by me. I find it satisfying. If someone dares to blackmail me, I would have their head. However, this is not the case, and it hurts to admit it.

Unknown finally came out of the dark cave they have hidden for the past two weeks. They kept their word about leaving me alone for that time period. Now, the culprit messaged me with a terrifying threat and included a task for me to do. A task I wish was different. I have a time limit, and it's not enough. To prevent myself from performing the job Unknown wants me to do, I need to know who's behind the screen.

Enid and I have come to terms that Tyler Galpin is the Hyde who tried hurting Eugene and was the one who appeared in my vision. He or his master could be Unknown. If I confront Tyler and get him to confess that he's responsible for threatening my friends and I by texting me, then there's no requirement to act on the task Unknown wants me to get done. I rather Unknown stab me multiple times than commit a heinous action. I need Enid's help.

"You know, your birthday is coming up in two days. Are you planning to celebrate it?"

I finished playing a tune on my cello when Enid asked me a question. We were out on the balcony during a cold, dark night. Thing was busy changing my script until I had enough practice on my instrument. He then jumped onto the ground and made his way to Enid's lap where she was sitting on her desk chair she brought out.

"No. I stopped celebrating it at the age of eleven. Having a group of people singing a happy birthday song to me is embarrassing to my ears," I uttered straightforwardly.

"I kinda figured you would say something like that. What about presents? Do you accept them?" Enid queried once more.

"I do as long as they are medieval torture devices or taxidermy kits with live animals inside."

"Eww! That's not a great gift to receive. Well, for me that is," my crush made a disgusted face.

"Are you going to give me something for my birthday?" It was my turn to interrogate my roommate.

"Maybe. Maybe not," Enid shrugged with a small grin.

I let out an exhale from my nose and responded back, "You're easy to read, Sinclair. You got me a present, didn't you?"

"Okay, I did. I really hope you like it when I give it to you," the werewolf confessed.

"Depends what it is."

Regardless, I'll enjoy it.

"You'll just have to wait and see," Enid goofily smiled.

"Fine," I murmured, knowing I have to be patient.

The leader of the Furs began yawning from exhaustion. I checked the clock on my phone for it to be a quarter past ten. It was time to bring my belongings inside my bedroom and get ready to sleep. Before I began moving everything back in the dorm, I had to request something from the lycanthrope.

"Enid?"

"Yes, Wednesday?" Her head perked up to give her attention to me.

"I've been thinking of confronting Tyler at the fact that he's the one who hurt Eugene. Would you like to accompany me by recording our interactions secretly without him knowing. If he spills everything, it'll be an abundance amount of evidence to show Principal Weems. She'll expel Tyler, and he will be sent to prison," I explained my idea.

"And what about his master? They won't get caught unless Tyler tells you who they are, which I doubt," Enid was concerned.

"I will force him to give me a name. So, are you willing to complete your part of the mission or do I have to find a replacement?" I stood up with my cello in hand.

"I'll record you guys. When are you going to come forward to Tyler?" It was Enid's turn to get off her chair and inched near me.

"Tomorrow. I want to get it done and over with, so I don't have to see his obnoxious face ever again."

"What if he tries to hurt you?"

"He'll be dead in less than two seconds by my own deadly hands. There's no need to worry," I raised my head upward to make eye contact.

"Yeah, but still. I wouldn't let him lay a finger on you," Enid tenderly spoke and was very close to hovering over me.

I wanted to look away from her gaze, but her eyes were gentle and filled with light. They're so entrancing I couldn't bear to prevent myself from feeling flustered. My heart pounded at the sight of my roommate's soft face close to mine. It brought memories back from the Rave'N when our heads laid against each other's. This time, I made the move to bring the hand that is not holding the cello and place it onto the lycan's cheek.

Enid leaned into the touch immediately with her eyes lowering. The warmth of the girl I'm obsessed with overcame the coldness of my hand. She felt smooth and relaxed. The things I would do for Enid are unbelievable, even for me.

"I know you wouldn't," I whispered faintly as I gave an affectionate stare at Enid.

My stomach was filled with centipedes crawling when Enid carefully and gently placed a hand over mine. She steadily intertwined the back of mine and brought it over to her lips, kissing my palm affectionately. Most likely the kiss is a friendly one. I think that's what friends do. I didn't lash out on her. Rather, I'm allowing her to do whatever she wants from now on.

Though, whatever is going on between us, it may not last long. If I had a vision about our future, I'll know what direction Enid and I will head towards together. However, it all comes down to Tyler admitting he is the Hyde and tells me who is Unknown. I don't want to lose Enid. That is the last thing I want.

The intimate moment Sinclair and I were having was suddenly interrupted by a ringtone coming from my roommate's phone. She dug into her pocket using her free hand. Enid didn't let go of my limb. Secretly, I was thankful she kept holding my hand. It felt soothing like digging graves in the middle of the night. Enid was able to find her phone and answered whoever was calling her, putting them on speaker.

"Yoko! Hey," Enid addressed.

"Hey girl! What're you doing right now?" I listened to the vampire speak.

"Uh, I'm here with Wednesday and Thing on the balcony. We were listening to the cello. What about you? I thought you were going to sleep early," the lycanthropy tilted her head like a small pup.

"I was gonna go to sleep, but I got thirsty for blood. I went to sneak into the cafeteria for some since I ran out until something happened that I need to tell you."

"Just say it Tanaka," I intervened impatiently as I was intrigued by what Yoko witnessed.

"Wednesday? Hiiii! How is my future sister-in-law doing?" A hint of joy was heard from Yoko's voice.

Future sister-in-law?

"Shut up Yoko, and tell us the tea!" Enid rambled while turning as red as a ladybug.

"Oh, right! My bad! I saw Tyler Galpin in the infirmary with three slash marks starting from his shoulders to the middle of his chest. They looked exactly like the scratches Eugene had. Principal Weems and a sheriff are there with him. There's clearly a monster roaming around the school. Isn't that wild!?"

"It is wild. Did you hear anything from Tyler, Weems, or the sheriff?" The werewolf wondered.

"Nope. Not a single word. I left quickly to tell you about it."

"That's weird. I want to know who's responsible for these attacks," Enid turned her head away from the phone and glanced at me with a puzzled expression.

"Same here. Maybe you and Wednesday can investigate. And by investigating, I mean investigate each other's bod-"

Enid clicked the red button which ended the call between her and Yoko. She sighed loudly with her face remaining scarlet red. Enid might've forgotten that she was holding my hand because she let go swiftly and apologized.

"Sorry about that. I didn't ask permission to hold your hand. I was lost in the moment," Enid shyly rubbed the back of her neck.

I already miss the comfort of her hand.

"It's fine. What matters is the info Yoko told us," I pushed aside our encounter.

"It doesn't make sense. I thought we had our guy," Enid expressed in shock.

"I agree with you. Whoever attacked Tyler, they didn't cause that much damage to him just like they did to Eugene. The Hyde would have nearly or more so killed Tyler. Why would the Hyde claw him once and run away after that?"

Enid thought about the question for a couple of seconds until she gasped with eyes lit up and responded, "It's because he's trying to cover himself up. Tyler is acting like a victim when in reality, he doesn't want anyone to know he's the Hyde!"

I smirked deviously and replied, "Exactly. Looks like you can read my mind."

"I could be a mind reader," the werewolf playfully stated as she beamed proudly.

Before I had the chance to say something back, Thing snapped his fingers to get our attention. Enid and I whirled our heads to see what he wanted. The amputated hand raised his middle finger to flip us off. I rolled my eyes at his action, not taking any offense.

"What the hell was that for?" Enid furrowed her brows and folded her arms.

You two make me sick to the pit of my nonexistent stomach, yet it looks like Wenclair is sailing, Thing signed contently.

"Thing, you'll be the death of me."

I didn't understand what Thing was talking about. I never even heard who Wenclair is. Must be a boat if Thing said the word sailing in the same sentence. I ignored whatever the two were mentioning and began taking my stuff back inside the bedroom to get ready to sleep. Tomorrow is a big day that can change my life in several ways. It's up to me to discover the dark truth about Tyler Galpin, and Enid will help me uncover it.

 

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Enid Sinclair

"We should warn our companions to steer away from Tyler in the meantime. Who knows what he'll do to them next."

"Do you think they will believe us?" I turned my head to glance at Wednesday.

"Yes. We trust each other enough to listen," the psychic answered.

"Shouldn't we tell Principal Weems about it? She did put the school on lockdown which means Tyler is locked in here with everyone else," I suggested.

"Not now. We need video proof first, then we can show it to her. That way Weems will believe us," my favorite person pointed out.

"You're right. I'll text our friends in our group chat, to meet us outside of fencing class," I grabbed my phone from my pocket.

"Group chat?" My roommate drawled.

"Yeah! I can add you in if you want. That way you can text them altogether instead of individually," I elaborated.

"I never knew that. I'm still learning how to use my device," Wednesday pulled the cell phone out.

"Whenever we have the chance, I'll teach you all the basics," I flashed a smile.

"Okay," she nodded.

She and I walked down the hallway, glancing around for Galpin. Wednesday wanted to look for Tyler, so she can ask if he can meet her near the library. Currently, I'm placing Wednesday in the group chat and texting our friends to meet us outside of class before entering the building. I told them it's urgent, so they wouldn't brush it off as something not important.

After I sent the text, I felt Wednesday tug my upper arm to get my attention. I gazed at her as she gestured her head to the exit of the cafeteria. There, Tyler was coming out of the lunch area with his phone in hand. It looked like he was texting someone based on his fingers tapping rapidly on the screen. Wednesday had her grip on me and pulled me aside to the wall where Tyler wouldn't see us.

"Stay here. He'll know something is up if he sees you with me," Wednesday released her grasp and ordered me to stay put.

"Got it."

The Addams left hurriedly before Tyler left her sight. I heard my phone notification go off a few times. I checked to see Yoko, Bianca, and Ajax had texted me. The three of them sounded worried and confused. I didn't text back and turned off my phone. I peered over the wall to find Wednesday and Tyler chatting. The fake normie seemed very happy to see Wednesday as my crush held a harsh glare.

I noiselessly growled under my breath when Galpin stepped closer and almost placed his hand over Wednesday's. Thankfully, Wednesday backed away and pulled her hand back to avoid his touch. Their interaction leisurely and painfully lasted for a minute until they split ways. I hid quickly and put my back against the wall until the psychic was visible in front of me.

"Let's go," Wednesday walked ahead before I followed next to her.

"What did he say?"

"He agreed to meet up. Tyler thinks I want to be his girlfriend again because he told me that he misses me and wants to get back together. What an absurd being he is," Wednesday rolled her eyes in an annoyed way.

"Tyler was super happy to see you," I said slightly bothered.

"But I wasn't. I'll be happy when I see him tied up in a chair to torture him for as long as he can bear it."

"Typical Wednesday," I grinned and stared at the girl adorably.

"Our friends really need to learn how to spell properly. A four year old can do it better," Wednesday got a glimpse of her device.

"A lot of people text that way. It's something that's been going on for years."

"It's a good thing you're the only one who texts correctly. I've witnessed your memes and videos you've sent me," Wednesday announced.

"You did?! Did you like them?" I was surprised by Wednesday's statement.

"Some are interesting and others are plain out dumb."

"At least you didn't find it all dumb," I was grateful.

"I wish I did, but I shall be truthful," Wednesday admitted.

"I'll keep sending more then."

"Very well."

From a distance, Wednesday and I found a small crowd huddled by the entrance of fencing class. Ajax, Yoko, Bianca, Xavier, and even Eugene, who doesn't have fencing class, were there waiting for us. As we got closer to them, that is when they wanted to know what was urgent to gather them here specifically. Especially when my roommate and I look so serious.

"Enid and Wednesday. What's going on? You two seem tense," Bianca and the others walked forward to us.

"There's something you guys need to know. But you cannot tell anyone about it," I implored.

"That's not a problem. Right guys?" Bianca uttered, examining the group.

They nodded before Eugene asked, "Are you guys in danger?"

"I believe we all are," Wednesday blurted out.

Our friends scanned the girl's face to see if she's joking. However, she wasn't.

"What do you mean? By who exactly?" It was Xavier's turn to question us.

"Enid and I have cracked the case of who is responsible for harming Eugene and poisoning Yoko. It's Tyler and somebody else who's working alongside him."

"Wait a minute. You're telling us a normie is trying to kill us? What about the scratches that he had?" Yoko was suddenly freaked out.

"Yes, but Tyler isn't a normie. He's actually a Hyde. A monster with a normie master that will follow the master's instructions. He's like a killing machine. As for the scratches, Tyler did it to himself as a way to cover himself up. He thinks nobody will suspect him of foul play, but Enid and I aren't stupid to fall for it. We prefer all of you to stay away from him," Wednesday answered my friend's questions.

"Shouldn't Principal Weems know about this? You know that Hydes are banned in the academy," Ajax was next to speak.

"We can't tell her without any evidence. That is why Wednesday is going to confront him today, and I will be recording them. That way if Tyler confesses, I have footage and will show Weems, so he can be kicked out of here," I responded.

"Smart move and thanks for the heads up. We wouldn't have suspected him at all for causing the school to be on lockdown," Thorpe stated.

"Yeah. Thanks a million," Eugene beamed in recognition.

"Anytime. We're finally getting justice."

"Yes we are. As much as I want to stick around, I need to go to class. I'll see you all later. Buzzing off," Eugene waved as he strolled to his class.

"Make sure Tyler does not try anything on you two. If he does, he'll hear from us," Bianca declared.

"Hopefully he doesn't. I will wolf out on him and give him a beat down if he tries anything," I was lightening up the mood.

"I bet you will. Now come on. We don't want Coach Vlad to give us an earful about all of us being late," Bianca and the rest entered the building.

Wednesday and I trailed behind them with an amused expression. We were pleased enough to know that our friends will be safe now that they heard from us. The only thing left is get Tyler Galpin to come out about him being the Hyde and boom! We got ourselves proof and a gateway to celebrate our victory. I'm relieved, and I know Wednesday is too.

 

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I don't confront people unless it's something serious. It's a good thing I'm not the one doing the confrontation. I would lose my mind if Tyler stood in front of me. He would be dead before he said a single word for hurting my friends. My instincts kicked in when we shook hands. I wished I had noticed it sooner. But now I know for future usage.

Here I am, with my phone in hand. The screen is on with the camera ready to record. Thing is nestled on top of my left shoulder. We hid farther from the library until Tyler joins Wednesday who's already waiting inside. I checked the time on my phone, and it showed it was five minutes past eight. Thing and I kept quiet when we heard footsteps coming closer to the library.

I went back to my camera and stood by until Wednesday's ex entered the library completely. I silently tiptoed over near the entry and peeked around the wall to see the two facing each other. That's when I began recording with my phone peeping at them. I was able to hear them loud and clear within their conversation.

"Y'know... maybe we should go to Crackstone's crypt. We can spend time together and watch a movie or someth-"

"Quit the act, Galpin. You're not fooling me," Wednesday cut off Tyler.

"What are you talking about? I really want to be with you again," the tall teen desperately claimed.

"I'm not talking about us. I'm talking about you and what you are."

"I don't understand. What do you mean?" Tyler wasn't getting the hint.

"You're not a normie. You are actually a Hyde. Aren't you?" Wednesday finally dropped the bomb.

"I don't have a clue as to what you're talking about."

"Don't play stupid. You were the one who poisoned Yoko's drink and almost slaughtered Eugene. You tried pretending to be the victim when you were scratched across the chest, but you were the one who did it to yourself," Wednesday's tone changed into a strict one.

Tyler scoffed and replied, "I don't even know who they are. Why would I do something like that to them?"

"My visions showed that a Hyde and their master is at fault. All fingers point to you. Even when your mother was a Hyde before she was killed here in Nevermore, meaning you have the mutation as well."

"What? My mother was a normie like me. You're not making sense."

"Keep lying to yourself. I know the truth, and so do you. Admit it," Wednesday gritted her teeth.

"Fine. I'll give you the truth," Tyler verbalized before grabbing the collar of Wednesday's uniform and pulled her closer to him.

His mouth neared the side of her ears and whispered something to her. I wasn't able to hear which meant my camera won't catch Tyler's voice. I continued recording until Galpin pulled away from Wednesday.

"I want you all to myself, Wednesday. My love for you will never die. That's all I want you to know," Tyler confirmed before heading out of the library.

Instantly, I stopped recording and left the area to hide from Tyler. I heard his steps walking down the opposite direction from me. I stayed where I was at until the coast was clear. I sauntered to where Wednesday was. I found her standing with her hands into fists and jaws tensed. She seemed furious and ready to kill. It must be because Tyler did not confess.

"Looks like we didn't get what we wanted. What did he whisper to you?" I calmly asked the Addams.

Wednesday huffed in anger and answered, "Nothing important. I'm going back to the dorm. I need to sleep."

And just like that, Wednesday fled. She walked out in anger from what I can tell. Thing and I looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders. I sighed in disappointment that our plan failed. I left the library without hesitation and decided to go straight to bed. What sucks about today is that Wednesday won't be playing her cello tonight considering she'll go to bed.

If only I can make her feel better, but I doubt anything will work. The good part about this week is Wednesday's birthday tomorrow. My present, our friends, and cake can cheer her up. My confession letter will definitely shock my roommate. That will get her mind off of Tyler being the Hyde. She and I will try again some other time to prove that is the beast hidden in the shadows. Who knows what will happen next.

Chapter 14: Birthday Gone Wrong

Notes:

A/n: Angst angst angst! Beware 😏

Wednesday Addams

Nothing will solve the multiple problems that are being carried on my shoulders. Perhaps throwing myself off a cliff will aid me. Yet, that can cause grief to those who have some sort of relationship with me. I'm internally distraught because today is not the day my birthday should be celebrated. My birthday would be better off nonexistent.

I woke up slightly early on my special day because the vibrations of my phone woke me up. My mother was facetiming me at seven in the morning. I took my phone with me outside of my room. There, I answered my mother's call and the camera showed mine and her face.

"Happy birthday swee t heart!"

"Hello, mother. I didn't expect you to call me at this time," I bluntly pointed out.

"Well, I had to. Your father and I will be busy during the day, so right now is the perfect time to call you. Oh! Speaking of him, here he is," my mother passed the phone to my father.

"My fearless little ghoul! Happy birthday!" My other parent showed his face through the camera.

"Your excitement is giving me a headache already," I firmly indicated.

"My apologies. Now, your mother and I bought you a gift. Thing hid it for the time being until he's ready to give it to you. We hope you'll like it," my father grinned like a fool.

"I will contact you if I don't."

"Great! Your mother and I will leave you alone. Enjoy yourself," my father waved bye to the camera.

"Goodbye Wednesday. We love you," my mother blew a kiss before I ended the call.

After I exited Facetime, I clicked on the speech bubble app. There, I tapped Unknown's message to reread what he had sent me the same day Parent's Day happened.

Unknown: Your task is to break Enid's heart on your birthday by no longer being friends. Fail to do so and you tell her about me, she dies in an unexpected way. I'll be watching and waiting until the deed is done.

 

"Your time is running out Wednesday. Make Enid hurt emotionally, and she will live thanks to you."

Tyler. The boy who loved me threaten to take Enid's life away. He's Unknown. He is responsible for tormenting my friends and I. Tyler is a Hyde who is capable of hurting Enid while I'm not looking out for her. His mission for me is cruel. Something that's impossible to do. There's nothing I can do to prevent it from happening. I prefer Enid to be safe more than anything. Therefore, it needs to be done.

"Wednesday?" I rapidly turned my entire body to see Enid standing sleepily, rubbing her eyes in front of me.

"Enid. You're awake," I turned off my phone so Enid wouldn't see the screen.

"Yup. I heard you leave thinking you were heading to class. I checked the time to see if I was running late or something. What're you doing out in the hallway?" Enid leaned against the doorframe.

"My parents called to tell me happy birthday and that there is a present from them that Thing is planning to give me sometime soon."

"Oh. I thought something bad might've happened. Anyways, happy birthday roomie! I can't wait to hand you my gift later on and see your reaction," my roommate smiled wide.

"When are you planning to give me my gift?" I inquired.

"I can't tell you, silly. It'll be like a surprise when I give it to you."

"Fine. I'm going to get ready for class," I went back inside the dorm.

"I'll get ready with you. We can eat breakfast together," Sinclair advised before running into her own bathroom.

I stood still, contemplating in my mind on when I should tell Enid we can no longer be friends. I have to hurt her feelings. That way she can stay away from me and avoid being in danger. It's the only way.

I'm so sorry, Enid.

 

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Third Person

"Happy birthday Wednesday!" Wednesday's friends exclaimed.

Bianca was in between the group with a black cake and lit up candles. A grim reaper figurine is settled on top of the dessert with a black balloon. Written on the cake with frosting is Happy sixteenth birthday Wednesday! Xavier, Bianca, Kent, Divina, Yoko, Ajax, Eugene, and Thing were gathered around inside of Crackstone's crypt. Enid brought Wednesday over to surprise her. The psychic didn't realize that her friends knew about her birthday being today.

"We won't be singing the birthday song since Enid told us you hate it," the queen bee approached Wednesday, holding out the cake to her.

"Make a wish Wednesday," Enid instructed cheerfully.

The Addams nodded and pinched the tip of the candles with her fingers to execute the small fire. Her friends expected her to blow out the flame but were amazed that she used her index finger and thumb to turn off the fire completely.

"I did not predict you would do that," the artist was stunned.

Xavier's statement made everyone laugh besides the raven girl. Though, the corner of her lips twitched upward fast enough before anyone could see it.

"Let's eat some cake and finally celebrate. Grab the drinks Ajax," the vampire ordered the gorgon boy.

"You got it boss," Petropolus gave Yoko a thumbs up before marching to grab two glass bottles of apple cider.

"This is what you planned for me?" Wednesday questionably gazed at her roommate.

"Yup! I was thinking that this probably would make you feel better after what happened yesterday," Enid gave her a reassuring smile as Thing tapped happily on her shoulder with his party hat on.

"It will only take my mind off it for a little while."

"That's better than nothing. Now come on! You need to enjoy your birthday while it lasts," the lycan grasp Wednesday's sleeve, bringing her along.

The girls went to pick up a slice of cake from Bianca and Yoko, then a plastic wine glass with sparkling apple cider from Ajax. From there on, everyone was taking pleasure from the small party. Even Wednesday felt a tad bit comfortable and loosened up. The birthday girl started a conversation with each of her friends. Most of them asked her about Tyler in which they were saddened to hear the news about her and Enid's plan being unsuccessful.

Overall, they moved on to a different topic and brought up school and old memories. Sinclair, on the other hand, was excited and nervous at the same time as she watched Wednesday communicate with their friends. The reason why is because of her gift that she will give to her roommate when they are alone in their room.

Enid is nervous because she's overthinking that Wednesday would dislike it. She is also excited that her classmate will have the same feeling as Enid does for her once the psychic reads her friend's love letter. The lycanthrope has somewhat of high hopes that her gift and feelings will be accepted. After all, the two opposite teens have grown closer during the months they spent together in Nevermore.

"I believe we should go to our dorm. I have something to discuss with you privately," Wednesday came up from behind the leader of the Furs.

Enid stood in front of a monument where Joseph Crackstone's body lies with stone covering his body. His arms were crossed over his chest with eyes closed. Looking at the tomb made the werewolf shiver out of nowhere. The raven wished she had a sledgehammer to smash the memorial apart. After the vision Wednesday had with Goody warning about Crackstone being resurrected, the cold hearted girl had nothing but hatred for Joseph.

"Good idea. I heard thunder outside, so we should go before it rains," Enid recommended.

Wednesday nodded before carrying the gift she received from her parents that Thing handed to her. Enid announced to her friends that the girls will be heading back to their room. The group hoped they would stick around for a little longer, but they understood the duo would want to leave earlier. Thing crawled up to Wednesday, waving at his comrades as they left the crypt. Once they made it outside, gray clouds were covering the sky.

The sun was no longer to be seen. It was already evening. Wednesday, Thing, and Enid strolled through the woods at a normal pace. The trio had struck up a discussion throughout the entire walk to the academy. It was a mile walk from Crackstone's crypt to the school building. Fifteen minutes is what it took for the three companions to arrive in Nevermore.

They passed through the entrance gates and the drop off lot before entering the quad. The teens and the hand found Ophelia Hall and stepped up the stairs, leading them to the hallways. Enid's heart was racing once they were in front of their door. She was the first to enter the room with Wednesday right close to her. She closed the door, not knowing Enid is fetching her gift from underneath the bed.

The lycanthrope held a black birthday bag behind her back, skipping to the middle of the room. Addams went to place her present, sent by her parents, beside her desk. Thing leaped on the table, knowing what's about to happen. When his partner in crime told him everything about the text messages and what Tyler whispered to her yesterday night, Thing knew it would end badly between the girls who shared a room together.

Wednesday feels the same. Enid will get hurt either way. Emotionally or physically. The psychic would rather take those hits for the one she fell for. Yet, she can't. Wednesday knows she can't fight against a beast taller and stronger than her to protect the werewolf. This is the only way to keep Sinclair safe from physical harm. That's what matters to Wednesday the most. Even if it means pushing Enid away and out of her life.

"So... I know you told me that you like medieval torture devices and taxidermy kits, but I-" Enid was almost done completing her sentence when she was interrupted.

"We need to talk," Wednesday brought out her deadly voice with constricting brows and eyes glaring at her roommate.

It threw Enid back. One, Wednesday no longer had that soft gaze the color wolf grew attached to. Two, the smaller girl's voice sounded serious and dull. And three, those four exact words means something terrible will happen between the two of them. But Enid, at that moment, didn't think it would be about them. She thought that it had something to do with Tyler. She was wrong.

"Can I at least give you-"

"Listen to me Sinclair. Whatever friendship we have... it's finished," the raven got straight to the point to get it done and over with.

She was hesitant at first to tell Enid that they shouldn't continue their friendship but continued on her task. Though, the blonde werewolf lifted an eyebrow and studied Wednesday's face. Addams prepared herself to be yelled at. However, she heard a small chuckle from her crush.

"Very funny Wednesday. You almost got me there," Enid smiled, thinking that her friend is playing a prank on her.

"It's not supposed to be comical, Enid. I really mean what I said. We cannot associate with each other anymore," Wednesday remarked.

"Says who?"

"Myself. I no longer want you as a friend."

"You're joking, right?" The lycan was in disbelief.

She couldn't believe whether Wednesday meant what she said or if she was playing some cruel game on her. By her facial expression, she seemed dead serious.

"I'm not joking. From now on, you will not speak to me or join along any activity I do," Addams made it clear.

"Wait a minute. Why don't you want to be my friend anymore?" Sinclair felt stunned and confused as to why her classmate, all of a sudden, does not want to be friends.

"Because I don't need you in my life," Wednesday blatantly lied.

A flash of light beamed through the giant window with a single noise of thunder roaring throughout the sky. Rain was now pouring, hitting the balcony and rooftop. Thing saw the light flash the two girls standing face to face. He could feel the tension between them. It wasn't the type of tension the limb wanted.

"Did I do something wrong? If I did, I'm sorry, and I'll do whatever I can to make it up to you," Enid apologized, hoping that Wednesday would tell her what went wrong.

"Stop apologizing. You're not going to change my mind," she spat out aggressively.

"Am I being too annoying again? I can change for you however you want me to be. Just... please do not stop being friends with me," the werewolf pleaded desperately.

She tried reaching out to Wednesday with one arm out and the other still hiding her gift behind her back. This time, the psychic stepped back, not allowing her roommate to touch her. Enid instantly withdrew her arm to her side and brought out her other one, revealing the bag to Wednesday. She glanced blankly at the bag before moving her eyes back to Enid's.

"I don't need you in my life. You're nothing to me, Sinclair. Not even friends or acquaintances. So I suggest you stay away from me or else," Wednesday warned.

"You don't mean that."

"I meant every word that came out of my mouth."

"If you mean what you said, then tell me that you hate me," Enid inched closer to Wednesday as they were a foot apart.

The lycan maneuvered her eyes to her roommate's. She wanted to know whether Wednesday's words were true. To prove it, Enid is testing her friend to say the words she prays not to hear. However, the psychic didn't want to tell the girl she hates her. It would have been easier for Wednesday to say the three words when she first met Enid. Now, everything has changed between the two friends.

Addams prefers to tell Sinclair that she takes back what she says and confesses her love to the werewolf. But it wasn't so simple. Wednesday faced eye to eye to Enid. The raven held a stone face to lock away her emotions behind it. It took Wednesday a few seconds to build the courage and lie in front of the one she loves.

"I hate you," Wednesday gritted her teeth, managing to say the three words with a lot of fake hate behind it.

Now, Enid's world was crumbling down. Her heart felt like it was being ripped away from her chest, and it hurt so much. She might've been suffocating because that's the sensation she's currently experiencing. Tears began to roll down, dropping slowly from her cheeks and onto her school uniform. Her lips quivered, and her body began to shake. The werewolf's teeth gritted, trying to hold in a sob that's desperately wanting to escape from her mouth.

Wednesday hated seeing the girl cry. She would do anything to make her feel better. Although she caused a lot of damage that is too severe to fix, nothing will be able to repair the destruction. Enid balled her hand into a fist, uncontrollably tearing up. She tried to disregard the pain in her heart, but it was growing painful. The same goes for Wednesday. She wanted to weep and apologize to Enid over and over. But she kept her composure. That was until the lycanthropy confessed.

"And I love you Wednesday Addams," Enid grinned sadly before dropping the gift onto the floor and walking out of the room, shutting the door behind her.

Another flash of light and the sound of thunder rumbled drastically. Wednesday was shown standing upright, frozen in place. She contemplated for a minute from what Enid displayed in her words. During the minute, the once cheerful werewolf was now outside of the dorm, clenching the door knob tightly. She stood and sobbed silently while looking at the ground as tears were falling one by one, landing by her shoes.

Enid decided to let go of the knob and leave Ophelia Hall. She hoped she would wake up from the nightmare and find out it was just make believe. Unfortunately, the encounter was real in the end. Sinclair left the quad and went to calm herself at the fountain in the middle of the drop off area. She sat down and wrapped her arms around her legs, planting her chin on top of her knees. Enid watched the moon with tear stains.

The lycan felt numb and heartbroken. What made it worse is that Wednesday rejected her as a whole. She didn't get the chance to hand her crush the gift she made. Now, Enid hoped she would throw it away or burn it without seeing what's inside. However, Wednesday wasn't planning to do so.

Her eyes landed on the dark bag sitting on the floorboard. Not bothering to delay, Addams reached down to grab the handles of the bag. She took it with her by the window and sat on the floor with her knees up and together, crossing both hers and Enid's side of the room. Thing slowly jumped down to the floorboard and crawled next to his comrade. He watched as the psychic steadily grabbed the tissue paper and set it aside.

Wednesday reached in the bag and pulled out an antique dagger knife. The blade is ten inches long with a leather cover and the handle made out of obsidian. She took the knife and slid it into her shoe in case of an emergency. Next, the raven revealed a black knitted scarf like clothing. She didn't understand how it would be worn, but it didn't matter. Enid's scent was covered by the scarf. Wednesday held it close to her and took a deep breath, inhaling the aroma she already misses.

Little by little, she hauled the item away and unfolded it. As she did so, a piece of folded paper fell from the knitted object and onto her lap. Wednesday took the paper and opened it to see that it was a letter. It read:

 

To Wednesday Addams,

Happy birthday to my bestest friend! To think that you're the same age as me is so cool! I hope your wishes come true, and I can't wait to celebrate your birthday again next year. You're an amazing and a particular person Wednesday. I love everything about you. For that, I love you Wednesday. More than best friends. There's my sappy love confession lol. I don't expect you to love me back, but I hope we stay as friends if that's what you want. You know you can count on me to support you and be there anytime you need me. Again, happy birthday!

Yours truly,

Enid Sinclair <3

P.S. I made you a snood. I'll show you how to wear it since I made one for myself to match with you :)

 

The letter ended with a smiley face. A smile that reminded Wednesday of Enid's wonderful grin every time she is happy to see the raven. She wanted to cry for losing her roommate. But she didn't want to be vulnerable in front of Thing. She preferred to do it alone, though it's not going to happen.

How are you feeling? Thing signed, feeling concerned about the psychic.

"I feel like death. I did what I needed to do in order to protect Enid. All I can do is blame myself for letting all of this go too far where it cannot be reversed back," Wednesday answered in distraught.

I know Enid would be proud of you for keeping her safe. It's the right thing to do.

"At what cost? Destroying her happiness and my own? Thing... I finally learned what it feels like to be happy thanks to her. Now, it's all vanquished. It is over," the smaller girl expressed in frustration.

Thing did not reply. Instead, he analyzed Wednesday as she took out her phone from her pocket. He noticed she was messaging Unknown who is also Tyler. She told the culprit that she finished the task and warned him to steer away from Enid. Five minutes later, Tyler sent a photo of Enid and Wednesday who were standing in front of each other not too long ago. A message was sent that alarmed the Addams.

Tyler: How does it feel like to lose? Terrible, am I right? Joseph Crackstone will awaken soon, and this entire school will come crashing down. Good luck saving the academy.

Notes:

A/n: What did you guys think of the reveal and angst?

Chapter 15: Uncle Fester

Wednesday Addams

The past couple of days have been nothing but torture. Especially when I'm there with Enid in our dorm. It's been very silent which I find irritable than Enid chatting her head off. I presume I've grown used to her more than I anticipated. I predicted that my feelings for the werewolf would gradually vanish. Actually, it has developed more, making me miss what we had.

Enid had stopped bringing me lunch and didn't accompany me whenever I played my cello. We no longer walk together to class or attend Eugene's club to take care of his bees. I didn't bother to go to my roommate's club. I isolated myself in the room while Enid hung out with Yoko after classes were over. Our friends wondered why we were so distant all of a sudden. Neither I nor the lycanthrope did not tell the group what had happened behind closed doors.

The both of us tried continuing on with our lives, however it was challenging. I couldn't concentrate when it came to my writing time. My mind would run to Enid which is unavoidable. Even when I'm trying to sleep, all I could think about was the blonde's face when I told her I hated her. Whenever Enid and I are in the room, sometimes I would hear her sniffling or sobbing. It brought guilt rather than satisfaction. We wouldn't exchange looks whenever we pass one another in the hallways or quad.

This cruelty is driving me to the brim of insanity. I'll go rogue if I do nothing but mope internally all day long. Tyler and his master won't be taken down anytime soon if I'm feeling defeated and lost. I need to stop sulking and find a way to get rid of them before it's too late. There has to be somebody else besides Thing who will aid me.

Someone texted you. It's another unknown number, Thing tapped and signaled.

I halted myself from typing my novel when I picked up my phone from the corner of my desk. I clicked the power button and saw the message. I went to the app and noticed that it was in fact a different Unknown. I clicked the profile to get a glimpse of the text.

Unknown: Hey kiddo! Guess who's outside the gates of Nevermore?

 

Who could that be? My assistant wondered.

"We're about to find out. Whoever texted me during my writing time will no longer see tomorrow," I rose to my feet, pushing the chair back and grabbed Thing.

I walked out fast from the room and down to the hall. I made my way at the end of the flight of stairs and out to the quad. From there, I snuck outside where the drop off area is and finally approached the gates of Nevermore. I exited through the open entrance and scanned around to find the perpetrator who messaged me. There was nobody in sight.

I was close to heading back in my room when loud footsteps were coming closer to me. I quickly reached into my boot and pulled out the blade Enid had bought me for my birthday. I threw it precisely at the mysterious individual until they stuck out their hand and zapped it with lightning. That's when my weapon fell straight to the dirt with the handle sticking up. A small grin grew on my face when I knew who the person was.

"Your aim has improved kiddo. It's nice to see you again," my Uncle Fester raised his head to reveal his smiley face.

"Uncle Fester! What are you doing here?" I stepped forward to grab my dagger and shove it back into my shoe.

"I heard from your father that you attend Nevermore. I wanted to drop by and visit my niece. Oh. And you too, Thing. How's my favorite servant doing?"

Much better now that you're here. I learned how to cause many mayhems from reading your book. The hand gestured.

"I knew writing step by step tutorials would help," my uncle felt proud of himself.

"How did you get my phone number, and where did you receive the device from?" I questioned him.

"Your father gave me both your number and a cell phone. He found out it's popular so he decided to blend in with society by getting everyone it," Uncle Fester explained.

"It's a terrible time to come visit. As of now, Nevermore remains on lockdown. We're not allowed to go beyond Crackstone's crypt."

"We don't need to go into town. I actually need to hide from the law enforcement. I released all the dogs from their cages at an animal shelter. It was a beautiful sight to see them run away," Fester beamed as he placed both hands over his heart.

"As much as I want to help you, there is nowhere to hide in the academy. Someone will find you easily," I gave a heads up to my uncle.

"Can't I stay in your dorm for two days max?" Uncle Fester pleaded.

"You cannot. I have a roommate. If she sees you, she'll report you to the principal," I know Enid wouldn't like my uncle staying in the room with us.

"I can change her mind. I will show her my ways of committing the most difficult crimes of all. She will become an expert like me," my uncle pointed at himself before stepping foot into the school campus.

I huffed to myself knowing that Enid will freak out when she sees him in our dorm. My uncle will have to explain to her since I can't speak to her. I'm holding my end of the bargain until I find a way to get rid of Tyler and whoever his master is.

 

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"Do not scare my roommate or ask stupid questions if she does comply. She's a werewolf and won't hesitate to claw your face," I warned my family member.

"Really? I can't wait to ask her about her werewolf abilities," Uncle Fester was feeling excited.

"It feels like I'm bringing in a small child," I rolled my eyes before opening the door to my room.

I shoved Fester inside, following behind before anyone could see him and closed the door immediately. There, on the colorful side of the bedroom, Enid was sitting up on her bed with wide eyes. I hoped she wouldn't scream or wolf out on Uncle Fester. So far, she hasn't.

"Woah! Hold on! Who is this man Wednesday? Are you guys finally going to kill me?" Enid gripped her blanket tightly with a wave of nervousness in her voice.

"I don't kill people. I prefer robbery. Anyways, hi! I'm Fester Gomez. Wednesday's uncle. Nice to meet you," my uncle stretched out his hand for Enid to grab and shake.

"Uhh... Enid Sinclair," the lycanthrope clasped her hand on Festers before she jolted and retracted her hand back because the electricity sparked between their hands.

"Oops. Sorry kid. I forgot to deactivate my electricity power."

"Wednesday? What is he doing here? You'll get us in trouble," Enid got up from her bed and went to my side of the bedroom.

"I thought we were clear as to not communicate to each other," it was the first time we spoke in four days.

I glanced at the girl bravely and fell in awe when her soft eyes gazed at my own. I wanted to give in and tell her that I missed her. However, now is not the time nor am I able to do so. Thankfully, Uncle Fester interrupted the moment.

"I can sense a strong tension between you guys, it's insane!" My uncle created a blue lightning with his two hands.

"There's nothing going on. I propose you don't meddle into our nonexistent relationship," I instructed my uncle.

"I can already tell something happened, but I will mind my own business. Hey Enid, do you mind if I crash here? I'm hiding from the sheriffs in the meantime. You don't need to worry about someone finding me. I'm a good hider," Fester beamed politely.

"Um, sure?" Enid tilted her head, still unclear on what was happening.

"Sweet! Say, you got a cool collection of these funny looking pillows. What are they, and why do you have so many?" Uncle Fester went to Enid's side and picked up a frog plush from the pile she had in the corner of her room.

"They are a mix of squishmallows and stuffed animals. I collect them because I'm obsessed with how fluffy and snuggly they are," Sinclair lifted the corner of her lips higher.

"You are right! They are super fluffy! Can I keep this one?"

"You can. I haven't had that one for long anyways."

"That's enough pestering, Uncle Fester. There is something I need from you," I grew slightly irritated from my relative bugging the blonde.

He held onto the frog and walked up to me, "You do?"

"Yes. There's questions I have that must be answered."

"Such as?"

"What was the name of the Hyde that attacked the lycan during the time my mother and father were in Nevermore?" I asked my first question to fully have the answer to Tyler being the Hyde.

"Oh! That's an easy one. Her name is Francoise Galpin. Nobody knew who she was. Not even after the attack except your mother who then told your father. Morticia is very sneaky when it comes to finding out everything," Fester replied.

"That solves a portion of my case. Have you heard of a book called The Book of Shadows?"

"The spell book? I've been trying to find it to awaken the dead. Too bad Laurel Gates found it before me. I hope she's alive, so I can steal it when she is not looking," my uncle rubbed his hands in an evil way while I groaned in annoyance.

"How do you know Laurel Gates?" I narrowed my eyes.

"She used to go here. Apparently your mother and Laurel were nemesis. She wears glasses and has blonde hair from what Morticia described to me."

"Is she a normie?"

"Yup. Laurel is a very weird person. From what I remember, she wrote descriptions about Hydes. She even controlled one. Isn't that fantastic?!" Uncle Fester beamed widely.

"It's fantastic that you gave me a head start to find this Laurel woman. I know she is alive and here in the academy," I added.

"Wait really!? That means I can finally summon the dead," Fester was getting a little too eager.

"No you cannot. It belongs to Goody Addams. I will find her book and bury it with her corpse where it truly belongs," I owed my ancestor that much.

"You're really into this book, Hydes, and Laurel Gates. What are you up to kiddo?" Uncle Fester grew curious.

"There's a Hyde in Nevermore who is harming my friends. I had visions that Joseph Crackstone and a member of the Gates family would eliminate every outcast there is. I need to stop them before they hurt more people. First, I need to find Laurel and the spellbook before she resuscitates Joseph. That is my priority as of now," I clarified my reasoning.

"Oh! I can blend in as a student and find Laurel. I think it would be easier, don't you think?" My uncle forgot why he was in my room in the first place.

"Absolutely not. Didn't we establish that you remain here until the coast is clear for a couple of days?" I gave a serious look.

"You are correct, kid. What will I do while I'm stuck here?"

"Thing can entertain you. I should go and start my mission to search for more clues. Hide if you hear footsteps near the door," I advised him before heading outside the dorm.

I made a decision to go back to the secret library. There may be more hidden information about Hydes or The Book of Shadows. I can also sneak into Principal Weem's office and look for old files on Laurel. I'm not willing to give up when I am so close. I traveled down the stairs again when I saw my friends gathered around in a circle.

They were in the quad muttering who knows what to each other. That was until they heard me coming closer with my boots clacking against the ground. They all quiet themselves down and stopped what they were doing before gaping in my direction.

"What's going on here?" I crossed my arms.

"Wednesday! It's a surprise to see you. The gang and I are hanging around together. Wanna join us?" Xavier was the first to answer.

"A few minutes wouldn't kill me," I uncrossed my arms and fit myself in the circle with my peers.

"I know this is personal, but we know you and Enid are not on good terms. Why can't either of you tell us what's going on? You know we'll support you guys no matter what," Bianca wanted to understand the situation between Enid and I.

"It's a long story that I'll share some other appropriate time. Right now, I'm focused on Tyler. I have a lot going on because of him," I didn't offer details.

"Speaking of Tyler, the group and I decided that we should warn Principal Weems about him," Yoko was next to discuss another topic.

"We can't. Tyler will go hectic and kill people if he knew about us telling Weems that he is a Hyde. I propose we wait. I need to know who his master is. Then, I'll get the principal to shift into Tyler and trick the master while they spill their secrets in front of Weems. That will be enough evidence to put them in prison for attempted murder and more," I described my idea.

"A smart move in my opinion. Although, we can help find the master," Eugene stated.

"As much as I need all of your help, it's too dangerous. I can't risk any of you getting hurt. I need to do this alone," I lowered my eyes to the ground.

"We can't have you getting injured as well. We're all in this together, right guys?" Ajax announced, glancing at our friends.

"Hell yeah!" They synced.

I sighed to myself because of their stubbornness and said, "As long as neither of you get caught or killed, I will approve of this plan."

"We won't let you down boss," the gorgon teen jokingly saluted.

"I'm positive you won't. Here is what I have gathered so far about the master. She's a normie who goes by the name of Laurel Gates. Laurel has blonde hair and wears glasses. She's most likely in her early forties. There's a spell book called The Book of Shadows she has stolen. I need it in my hands or else she will use it to revive Joseph Crackstone who is going to get rid of us outcast according to my visions. If you located it, let me know right away by messaging my phone number. Do not attempt to take the book," I provided a description and a plan.

"Holy shit! This is a really big deal," the artist yelled exaggeratedly.

"That is why Wednesday needs our help searching for the book or else we're doomed," the vampire insinuated.

"We definitely have to look for the book asap. Who knows what kind of danger everyone in the academy will be in," the bee boy pointed out.

"Exactly. I can't stay any longer. Tyler could be nearby and listening. I need to fulfill my responsibilities in finding the spell book," I gave a heads up to my companions.

"Do your thing, Addams. We won't hold you back. Just be careful please," the siren informed me.

"I will. I'll see you all tomorrow in class," I nodded with my eyes gazing at each of them before whirling away from the quad and into the hallway to begin my job.

 

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"Where will I be sleeping, kiddo?"

"On the floor. There's no room for you to be on my bed."

I came back to my room after three cruel hours of research in the library and sneaking into half the classrooms to look for The Book of Shadows. I wasn't able to go in Weem's office since she was inside. Altogether, I had no luck. I did read more about Hydes and their abilities, anatomy, and history. It wasn't helpful for me. I couldn't care less about them anyway.

"My back will become numb by tomorrow morning," Uncle Fester complained like a child.

"You have a thick blanket, a pillow, and a disturbing frog to keep you comfortable. You'll be fine. Now we should keep quiet. Enid is asleep," I mumbled the last part to my uncle.

It was true that my roommate was sleeping. Her back is facing towards us. Her vibrant blanket covered half her body. Enid laid on her side with her blonde hair tucked back. Somehow, my feet magically crossed the imaginary line and onto Enid's bedroom. My face eased when I noticed how peaceful and heavenly the werewolf appeared while sleeping.

My right hand involuntarily raised and hovered over her face. I had the urge to caress it gently without waking her up. For the first time, I didn't have the courage to do what my dead heart was telling me. I retrieved my hand back and let it hang by my side. My eyes stayed on Enid for approximately ten seconds before turning away and going back to my bed.

"Enid is one of a kind. I can tell how much you've grown fond of her. That's very rare coming from you. Why is it that you don't talk to her?" Fester was already laying on the floorboard as he whispered to me.

"Her life was being threatened. The only way to keep her safe is by breaking off our friendship. The Hyde that I mentioned wanted me to hurt Enid's feelings. In exchange, the Hyde wouldn't harm her. That's why we aren't in speaking terms," I muttered quietly for Uncle Fester to only hear.

"I see now. You will fix things between the two of you, right?"

"I plan to. I care deeply for Enid," I sat down on the edge of my bed.

"I'm happy for you kiddo. I know for a fact Enid will give you forgiveness. She's a sweet werewolf. I got to know her during the time you were gone. That girl is so in love with you," Fester beamed like a proud father.

I blushed slightly at his statement and couldn't prevent the small grin that approached my lips. I could hear my uncle snickering lightly because of my face. I rolled my eyes and stood up from my mattress. I went to my bathroom to prepare myself for bed. Today felt like a long day. Maybe tomorrow will turn out to be better. With luck, my friends will discover the stolen book. If it happens, I will claim victory. And I will claim Enid's heart next.

Chapter 16: Exposure

Enid Sinclair

I was right all along from the beginning. I'm turning out to be a lone wolf. A werewolf who still cannot transform. That doesn't hurt me though. What really damaged me was Wednesday's words. So painful that a part of me died. The days that my roommate and I haven't talked felt out of place. It's like we were meant to chat with each other. It hurts knowing Wednesday will never love me the way I love her. I feel trapped.

"Divina is so cute and romantic! She came over to my dorm yesterday just to give me flowers and blood. I am literally going to put a ring on her finger," Yoko smiled with her fangs showing.

"Never would I have guessed that you would be very happy this early in the morning," I plastered a grin for my friend to see.

She and I were having breakfast together inside the cafeteria. Thing tagged along with us and hid in my school bag. Eventually, he left to bring Fester a tray of food. I was relieved that Yoko didn't question the hand taking food into my dorm. She thought it was for Wednesday.

"I know right! You could say that I'm now looking forward to seeing and hanging out with Divina everyday," the vampire elaborated her feelings.

"I'm happy that you got the guts to confess your love for her," I carefully elbowed Tanaka's hips before wiggling my eyebrows.

"I almost made a fool out of myself."

"Even if you did, Divina's feelings for you wouldn't change."

"Yeah, you're right. I'm sorry about whatever happened between you and Wednesday. I can tell you really miss her," Yoko emphasized.

"I do miss her. I mean, she's there with me in the dorm, but I miss talking to her. I miss us walking to class, doing small adventures, and just keeping each other company. Everything feels unnatural now that we are no longer talking," I spilled my emotions.

"She will come around, friend. I'm sure of it," Yoko patted my back to comfort me.

"Maybe..." I muttered hopelessly.

"I know what can cheer you up. How about a makeover at your dorm? We can have our own sleepover too," Yoko showed off her pearly white teeth.

Oh shit. Oh shit! OH SHIT!

I never declined Yoko's offer when it comes to having a makeover session and a sleepover. I absolutely enjoy spending quality time with my friend. Sadly, I'll need to decline. She doesn't know that I am hiding Fester in my room for his and Wednesday's sake. Yoko will freak out if she sees him.

"Can we push it some other time? I know you're trying to help me, but it would be better if I feel a little more energetic to hangout. I could ruin the mood," I tried making up an excuse which thankfully Yoko bought.

"I have no problem with it. Whenever you're feeling up to it, let me know."

"Thanks Yoko. It means a lot."

"Anytime Sinclair. Off topic though, I wish it's Friday already. I am so over homework, and I rather use the time to fool around with my girlfriend," the pale girl puffed out.

"TMI, Yoko. You're obsessed with her," I shook my head in disbelief.

"I can't help it. Y'know how vampires are. They tend to be possessive over what is theirs. Same goes for you lycanthropes," my vampire friend smirked.

"You got me there. I hope when I wolf out, I don't become proprietorial," I added.

"You probably won't. But hey, what does it matter? Live your life to the fullest. I have for centuries," Yoko stated.

"I know you have. I will take your advice," I claimed.

"Good. Now then, shall we go? We have an estimated seven minutes to make it to Thornhill's classroom," my friend checked the time on her phone before looking up at me.

"Yeah, we should go," I stood up from the lunch table and grabbed my bag.

Yoko did the same as we both took our trays and placed them on top of the dirty stacked trays. I put on my small backpack and began leaving the cafeteria with the vampire. We chatted about a whole bunch of nonsense throughout our walk towards the greenhouse.

The two of us had arrived two minutes before class began. Everyone made it on time enough for our Botanical teacher to start class. Miss Thornhill lectured us on daffodils and how it becomes poisonous to humans and animals. I somewhat paid attention, but I focused more on Wednesday.

All I could stare at was the back of her. She is sitting upright with her perfect braids lying anterior to her. I could see a little bit of her side profile since her head is slightly turned to the left. It appeared Wednesday was concentrated on our dorm mother which brought a small grin on my face because of how captivating the psychic is.

I don't think I can ever get over her.

"Psst. Class is over girl," Yoko nudged me, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"What? Already!?" I glanced around to see most of my peers were gone for the next class.

"Uh, yeah? I noticed you were zoned out hardcore. Are you good Enid?" My friend eyeballed me in a concerned way with her glasses down to the tip of her nose.

"Y-yeah! Totally!" I seized my blank paper and pen to shove into my bag quickly.

"It doesn't look like it, yet I won't push you to tell me."

"Don't worry about me. I was just thinking about Wednesday... again," I admitted as Yoko and I left the classroom briskly.

"I wish I could help you out. Though, there is something to keep you distracted," Tanaka came up with an idea.

"What would that be?"

"Thornhill's homework. I read the instructions, and it all sounds like gibberish to me. I swear she wrote it in a different language or something."

"We have homework!?" I whirled my head to look at Yoko with wide eyes.

"Holy fuck! I forgot to tell you to grab the homework from Thornhill. I'm a shitty and forgetful friend," Yoko facepalm herself in shame.

"You're not a shitty friend, but you are a forgetful one. I still have time to go back and grab it."

"I'll go with you to own up to my mistakes," Yoko recommended.

"Okay, okay. Let's go," we turned around and traveled back to the greenhouse.

The vamp and I had reached to the middle of the field when we went back to the dome sized classroom. It took a minute to enter the area with bushes and trees surrounding the structure. We made it near the entrance when I caught Tyler inside the room with Thornhill.

Where did he come from?

Before Yoko said anything, I pulled her down to hide where neither of the two could see us. I placed an index finger over my lips to indicate to Yoko to stay quiet. She nodded and we were able to hear clearly what the two were saying.

"I apologize for taking too long to meet up with you," Tyler apologized to Miss Thornhill.

"You took what felt like forever. I suggest you make time for me or else," Thornhill's voice sounded deadly with the threat she created.

"It won't happen again. I do have some good news regarding Enid and Wednesday."

"And exactly what is it?"

"They are no longer friends. I gave Wednesday a few days until she broke the friendship with Enid or else I would kill that stupid werewolf. Good thing she did it. Wednesday texted me saying that I better leave Enid alone. I watched them through their window from the balcony, and it was a sight to see both of the girls heartbroken."

Both Yoko and I looked at each other like we've seen a demon. I wanted to come out and rip Tyler to shreds. I prevented myself from doing it so I wouldn't reveal myself.

"Haha! I can see Wednesday cares so much about her. You have a competition my little Hyde," Thornhill teased.

She's the master!!!

"Looks like I do. When are we reviving Joseph?  I want to see him take down Enid first."

What's his damn deal with me!?!

"Tomorrow night. I have The Book of Shadows memorized by heart to summon Crackstone from his grave. Then, we'll go ahead and kill every outcast that comes across our path."

Curiously, I peeked over the small concrete wall to find Tyler and my Botanical teacher standing face to face. Miss Thornhill was holding a book that read The Book of Shadows. She is the one who had it all along. I felt Yoko's hand pull my shoulder and dragged me away from the greenhouse as we crawled silently.

Right as we exited the surrounded building, we ran as rapidly as we could. My heart was racing wildly after the conversation between the two criminals. This is big, and I need to tell Wednesday about it in our dorm. Yoko and I went to the corner of the quad where there was hardly anyone sticking by. We stopped to finally comprehend what had happened.

"What the fuck did we just hear?!" Yoko was panicking.

"I can't believe it either," I put a hand over my mouth.

"Tyler really is the Hyde, and Thornhill is his master," my friend paced back and forth.

"How do you know about Hydes having a master?" I questioned the girl.

"Wednesday told us everything from Hydes, to masters, to Crackstone coming back to life if we didn't find The Book of Shadows," Tanaka explained very quickly.

"I didn't know she told you that."

"She told us yesterday evening. I'm more stunned that I know the real reason what happened between you two."

"I could say the same. All this time, I really thought Wednesday hated me. But really, she broke our friendship just to protect me. Tyler had the audacity to threaten my life so Wednesday could do what he and Thornhill wanted," I gritted my teeth in anger as my claws extended.

"That's super low for them to do that. I'm so sorry that happened to you," Yoko put both hands over my shoulders to ease my nerves.

"It's okay. We should skip our classes and talk in your room. I think it would be better to explain everything to each other. We'll need to warn the group about Tyler and Thornhill. I will communicate with Wednesday about everything that we just heard. It is about time we make up," I planned out what to do.

"You mean make out?" Yoko's face turned into a smug one.

"Yoko! Be serious!" I turned red right away.

"I'm trying to. It's my way of calming us down from what our ears just listened to."

"Never mind. Let's get out of here. You will text and make an excuse to the group as to why we're not in fencing class. Tell them we'll explain later as well."

"You got it."

 

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"I really thought it was because she rejected you and didn't want to be friends anymore."

"No, it wasn't that. Tyler is the one who made Wednesday break our friendship. I feel relieved now that I know the real reason. What I am not relieved about is the fact that Thornhill and Tyler are the ones to be blamed for all of this. They tried killing you and Eugene. I was up next if Wednesday didn't ruin our relationship."

"Exactly. I do have to ask, will you forgive Wednesday after what happened?" Yoko asked me.

"Of course I will. I just hope she takes me back after I tell her everything," I gazed at the floor, contemplating what Wednesday would say to me.

"Dude. I am one-hundred percent convinced that she will take you back asap. I bet she fell in love with your love letter," Tanaka informed me.

"You think so?" I second guessed.

"I know so. Now, go get her tiger! I will bring the group to a meeting now that it's lunch time while you're with Wednesday. Let me know how it goes," Yoko gave me a quick side hug.

"I will. See you later," I left Yoko's bed and went to her door.

"See you later girl."

I exited Yoko's dorm and went a few doors down to mine and Wednesday's. Without backing down, I twisted the knob and head inside like nothing. I closed the door behind me right away because Fester was here. My eyes found Wednesday doing what I'm assuming is Thornhill's homework on her desk. Fester and Thing were playing card games until they noticed me.

"Hey Enid! You're back! How was class?" Fester stared at me with a happy expression.

"Hi Fester. I only went to one class and ditch the others," I confessed.

"Nice one kid. I was like back in my teenage years. Those were good memories."

"I'm sure it was," I grinned at the man.

If you ditched class, why didn't you come over here? Thing sounded lost.

"Yeah. Why didn't you?" Fester dropped in.

"I'll explain everything later."

I tossed my backpack onto my bed and headed towards Wednesday's side of the room. So far, she didn't notice I was approaching her. Once I was right behind her, I reached a hand out to lay against her shoulder. As if Wednesday felt my presence, she clutched onto my wrist lightly. She managed to turn herself around as she stood up and glared at me.

"What do you think you're doing Enid? This is the second time I have to make myself clear that you-"

"That I shouldn't talk to you because Tyler threatened my life if you didn't break our friendship without me knowing the truth?"

After my statement, Wednesday looked at me astonished with slightly big eyes. I couldn't help but beam at my roommate. It was out of relief now that she knows that I know the reasoning behind her outburst on her birthday.

"How do you kn-"

"I was eavesdropping on Tyler's conversation with Thornhill. He mentioned that he texted you and warned that I would be killed if you didn't separate yourself from me. That is how I found out you were just trying to protect me," I held onto Wednesday's hand that remained on my wrist.

She then unlatches herself before I intertwine my own hand onto hers. Luckily, Wednesday did the same, squeezing it for consolation. Her hand was cold but soft and smooth.

"I-I should apologize for what I have done. I didn't mean what I said. I had to do it for your safety," Wednesday gaped at the floor in guilt.

"Hey... There's no need to apologize. You did what needed to be done in order to keep me safe. I would have done the same if I were in your shoes. At least I found out. That way, we can be back together," I felt myself become lighter again.

"You're right. I will accept you back in my life. I hope you can do the same."

"Definitely. I really missed you Wednesday," I gazed at the psychic lovingly.

"I... missed you too," Wednesday glanced back up to me with a slight redness to her face.

"I'm happy to hear that. Did you uh, like my gift? I didn't get a chance to see your reaction."

"I must admit I did. The dagger goes along with my collection of knives. The snood you made for me is ridiculous, but I suppose I'll wear it if you put it on as well. As for the letter, I'm quite flattered that you like me more than just a friend," Addams spilled how she felt about my present for her.

"Crazy, right? I developed a crush on you because you're spooky, beautiful, weird, amazing, smart, awesome, attractive, diff-"

"I understand why. You don't need to give me a full list of reasons," Wednesday spoke clearly.

"Oh, right. What about you? Do you have the same feelings as me? It's okay if you don't. I will understand," my eyes averted down to our intertwined hands.

I brushed my thumb over the back of her hand soothingly. Wednesday looked down too and I saw how relaxed my roommate is. Her face was no longer tense and her dark eyes were filled with more light to it.

"My feelings for you exist. You are stuck in my mind everyday like a leech sticking onto skin. You make the coldness from my body leave in exchange for your warmth. I no longer grow nauseous when I see you wear vivid colors or play those horrendous songs you dance to. The blackness of my heart shedded to the color red like the color of my face when you make me feel like there's spiders roaming inside of my stomach. What I mean is... I like you too, Enid."

My heart was swiftly hit by a cupid's arrow. Not to mention that it was pounding against my chest with the confession I longed for to hear. I could just kiss her a million times, however I need to wait until Wednesday is ready.

"I could die of happiness right about now!" My mouth lifted up into a gigantic smile.

"Not to ruin your lovey dovey moment, but you guys have some explaining to do. I do not understand what just happened in front of me," Fester crosses his arms while leaning back into the glass window.

"I can do that. Plus, there's something else I discovered that we need to prepare for," I got a glimpse of every Addams in the room with me.

I began telling Wednesday's uncle about everything from what occurred during the Harvest festival to what words Tyler and Thornhill exchanged to each other. Wednesday was beyond furious to find out that our own teacher is in charge of this whole dispute. She even chipped in the discussion and passed her phone around to display the text messages that Tyler was sending her.

Even I got angry that Tyler would mock my roommate and become cocky about hurting our friends. Wednesday clarified the reasons why she didn't tell me about the messages which I didn't mind. Fester, including my beloved soon-to-be-girlfriend, felt a feeling of reassurance now that they know who has The Book of Shadows.

"So, what's the plan now? Thornhill has decided that she and Tyler are going to bring Joseph Crackstone from the dead tomorrow. They will take that as an advantage to destroy the academy and kill every outcast there is if we don't do something about it," I scanned my comrades' faces to see if any of them had an idea.

Wednesday had one because her face lit up and said, "I have a plan. One that requires our friends to gather somewhere in secret where neither Tyler nor Thornhill will know our whereabouts."

"I can text them in the groupchat. Where should they meet us?"

"Inside of Principal Weem's office."

Chapter 17: I'm Not Alone

Notes:

A/n: Some angst. By the way, I have another Wenclair story coming up soon. Be on a lookout.

Wednesday Addams

"Why are we going to Weem's office again?"

"To warn her about this whole ordeal that will emerge tomorrow before it's too late. She can help us with my plan."

Enid and I were already waiting by Principal Weem's office for the others to meet us. I carried a bag with me to hide Thing in. I haven't spoken out about my idea to Enid until everyone from the group and Weems are present. It's easier that way. Mentally, I hope my arrangements work out the way I want it to be. It is all or nothing.

"Will she even believe us? I mean, adults these days don't care or believe what teenagers say when it comes to danger," Enid informed me.

"If she doesn't believe us, I can show her the messages Tyler had sent me. That will be enough to convince her," I reported back.

"Heh. This is why I am in love with you, Wednesday. You know how to handle things fashionably," the werewolf flashed her signature smile with a hint of redness spread out on her face.

"Thank you Enid. Your compliment is something I will hold onto," I gave Sinclair a tender stare and even latched my hand on her own.

"I'll always compliment you no matter what," Enid whispered to me before bringing my hand up to her lips and kissing my knuckles.

"I can see you guys made up."

Enid and I paused what we were doing and turned behind us. Yoko was in front along with Eugene, Ajax, Bianca, and Xavier. They all held an amused expression by the looks of their faces.

"Is there a problem with it?" I asked my companions.

"Nope."

"Not at all."

"I was shipping Wenclair since day one."

"Okay okay! We get it. We're glad you guys made it. I'm sure Yoko filled you all in about what we witnessed this morning," the lycanthrope brought up.

"Yup. We couldn't believe Thornhill was behind everything. We already know Tyler is included, but Thornhill, our Botanical Science teacher? Now that's what I call a plot twist," Xavier expressed in a shocked way.

"I know right. Miss Thornhill was very sweet, but underneath the mask she wears, she's evil," Bianca added on.

"I agree. That is a reason why we are going to pay Principal Weems a visit. She must know the truth before Thornhill goes through her depraved scheme and gets us killed," I announced to the group.

"Weems will listen to us, right?" Eugene questioned with concern.

"She will. Don't worry," Enid reassured him.

"I will do most of the communication. Either of you can help me if needed," I clarified towards my friends.

"We got it," the vampire replied.

"Then, follow me."

I twisted the doorknob and pushed the door in to open it. Enid held the door for our friends while I went up to Weem's desk. There, she sat in front of it with a surprise appearance, wondering why many of us were entering her office.

"Wednesday? What is the meaning of this?" She rose to her feet, standing tall.

"We have an emergency Principal Weems, and we need your help before tragedy strikes upon us," I voiced out.

"What's the emergency?" Weems folded her arms as she was ready to listen.

"Tyler Galpin and Marilyn Thornhill are bringing Joseph Crackstone from the dead tomorrow to murder every student who is deemed as an outcast," I declared the truth to the woman in front of me.

"How do you know that it's them? This really doesn't make any sense," the shapeshifter didn't sound like she was buying it.

"Tyler has been sending me threats from my phone number. He mentioned the attack on Yoko and Eugene as well. I can show you the messages," I answered while bringing out my phone from my bag.

Thing didn't come out and stayed still as I retrieved my device. I unlocked it and clicked on the speech bubble icon. I looked through the recent messages and found that Tyler was no longer in my contacts, again. Enid must've noticed the panicked look on my face because she came over to see what was wrong.

"What happened Wednesday?" She stood next to me.

"Tyler's contact. It's not on my phone for me to reveal his text," I responded.

"He blocked you is what I'm guessing. Good thing I took screenshots of the text between you and him in case he did block you," the lycan smirked, grabbing my phone.

She went to the app called Photos which showed pictures of the messages. There were even pictures of Enid she had sent me that I saved onto my phone. I blushed in embarrassment while the werewolf turned crimson red with a smile on her face.

"Here's the evidence," Enid passed the phone over to Weems who accepted it.

It took a minute for her to read most of it until handed my phone back to me. A hand went up to cover her mouth as she seemed beyond horrified. It's a good thing she knows that we are being sincere.

"Yoko and I heard those two talk about their plans for tomorrow. It turns out Tyler is the Hyde who caused harm to Yoko and Eugene. Thornhill is the master who controls Tyler. She has a book to revive Crackstone from the dead. According to Wednesday, Joseph hates freaks like us. We know what he'll do to us if he is summoned," Sinclair mansplain to Principal Weems.

"I'm so sorry. It is unacceptable that those two chose to taunt my students. I fully believe you, and I will help stop them tonight," the older woman addressed.

"Good. I have assigned roles for everyone in this room that I can trust with all my black heart," I stated as I gazed at my allies.

They all gave me a genuine grin before Weems uttered, "As much as they would be great use in this situation, they are children. It's my priority to protect them."

"You don't need to worry about us Principal Weems. We want to help, and we're willing to do everything in our power to keep every student safe in the academy. It is your priority, so we will do it for you. Right guys?" Bianca claimed as the group agreed with her statement.

"Without further to do, Weems and I will confront Thornhill together. You will shift into Tyler in order to get Thornhill to confess everything. Is that fine, Principal Weems?" I inquired before settling the decision completely.

"I am fine with it," Weems nodded.

"Bianca, Xavier, and Ajax. You three will evacuate all of the students in the building, including the teachers," I suggested.

"You got it."

"Yoko, Eugene, and Enid. You'll be on lookout duty around the campus."

"That's not a problem," the vampire replied.

"It's settled then. Let's end this torture."

 

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Third Person

Everyone who met up in Principal Weem's office had left to begin their individual task. Yoko, Eugene, and Enid would signal their other friends to evacuate the students and teachers in case they needed to. Enid chose to watch the quad by staying out on her balcony. The vampire and the beekeeper are pretending to be spies and roam around the rest of Nevermore. Ajax, Bianca, and Xavier are waiting for a text from either one of their friends. Everything is planned out for the six of them.

Meanwhile, Wednesday and Larissa who already shifted as Tyler, are on their way to meet face to face with Marilyn in the greenhouse. The psychic had no fear for her teacher. More like irritation and rage. She was ready to strangle her with just her bare hands. Not yet she can't. The shapeshifter will have to hear what Thornhill may say.

"I am so proud of you Wednesday. You will become Nevermore's hero."

"Thank you. Although, I wouldn't consider myself a heroine. I'm only doing what's right. Only I am allowed to torment my friends. Not Thornhill."

"I understand. I'm glad that these problems will soon be resolved, and everyone will be safe thanks to you and your friend's help," Weems held a smile in gratitude.

"I am glad too," Wednesday kept her answer short.

The ladies were entering the area surrounded by greenery. Right off the bat, they found Marilyn organizing and transporting the pot of plants around. The fake Tyler gripped on Wednesday's collar of her school uniform and shoved her forward. This was all part of the raven's plan. Larissa, who is pretending to be Tyler, grabs Wednesday's bag and tosses it aside. Thornhill whirled around as she heard the bag hit the floor.

"Tyler and Wednesday? What are you-"

"Cut to the chase, Thornhill. Or should I call you Laurel?" Wednesday spat aloud.

"W-what? Tyler, what is going on?" Marilyn quiered with a frightened look.

"I mentioned to a friend that I was going to steal The Book of Shadows from you until Tyler eavesdropped on me and brought me here directly to you."

"Oh? So now you know all about my secrets and real identity. You're very clever, did you know that?" Thornhill came up to Wednesday without fear.

"I've always been clever my entire life," the Addams remarked.

"Typical Wednesday."

"How did Tyler get my phone number?"

"That was quite easy. Larissa invited me over to her office to have a quick chat when a teacher needed something from her. Weems left me alone in the room, so that is when I took the chance to search for your number. I found it on your profile which was updated by your parents since they got you a new phone. I knew all about you before you enrolled here in the academy," Gates clarified with details.

"You may be slick, but I can make your life miserable in an instant," Wednesday warned.

"Oh really? It's a good thing Tyler brought you here. You'll ruin my entire plan in bringing Joseph Crackstone back to life. I cannot let that happen. In fact, I'm changing my plan. Today will be the day Nevermore will be destroyed with everyone else in it, and there is nothing you can do about," Laurel smirked evilly.

"I'm very disappointed and disgusted in you, Miss Thornhill, for hurting my children," Weems commented, no longer clenching onto Wednesday.

Larissa was shifting back to her real form, hovering over both the girls. Laurel took a step back with eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. She didn't expect Tyler to turn out to be Principal Weems all along. This wasn't good for the Botanical teacher. There's only one way to get out of this predicament.

"And I will continue to do so by killing you first," Laurel pulled out a gun from the inside of her buttoned up long sleeve and pointed it towards Weems, pressing the trigger.

The weapon sparked, shooting out a bullet which landed into her abdomen. Principal Weems fell down and onto her side. She held onto the injury as blood was slowly pouring out. Wednesday crouched down beside the shapeshifter to help stop the bleeding.

Before the psychic was able to, she heard her enemy say, "I am going to take you to Crackstone's crypt. You are the key to bring him here."

That's when Wednesday felt something hard struck near the front of her head. Briskly, she was knocked out cold. Larissa was no longer moving and laid on the ground next to Wednesday's unconscious body. Thornhill hid her gun back into her shirt. She pulled her cell phone and dialed Tyler's number to explain what happened. On the other hand, Thing had witnessed the tragedy after he got out of black bag. He silently crawled away and escaped out of the greenhouse to warn Enid.

Meanwhile, Sinclair was now in the quad. She had a small conversation with Fester Addams before heading downstairs to the area she needed to look out for. She was getting goosebumps and had a gut feeling that something was wrong. And she was right. Five minutes later, Thing found and scattered up to the werewolf. She stopped pacing around after seeing Thing and headed to the hand.

"Thing? What are you doing here?" Enid went down to her knees to see why Thing is no longer with Wednesday.

Thornhill just killed Weems, and she knocked out Wednesday. She's in trouble! Thing nervously signed.

"What!? What is she going to do with Wednesday?" The lycan was freaking out.

She is taking her to Crackstone's crypt. Apparently, Laurel needs Wednesday to revive Joseph. She is even calling Tyler for help. We need to do something quick!

"I need to warn the others," Sinclair got her phone out and started texting in the groupchat.

She messaged her friends telling them that Wednesday is in danger and Thornhill and Tyler are planning to attack soon. Enid got many texts from her friends saying that they'll begin doing their part of the job right away.

The lycanthrope gave the device to Thing and proposed, "I need to save Wednesday. Text the others that I'm going after her."

I'll go after you when I'm done. Please be careful Enid.

"I will try. See you in a bit, Thing," Enid smiled at her friend before darting to find Wednesday.

As Thing stayed by the quad, the blonde ran out of the academy and into the woods as fast as she could. A full moon has shown itself in the dark sky. Enid's heart was pacing weirdly until she felt a bone crack, making her stumble and fall on the dirt. Then, patches of fur were growing all over her arms. Nails, fangs, and ears extracted on her body.

"I-I'm wolfing out!" Enid yelled out to herself as her clothing fell off from her figure.

She glanced at the shining moon and howled loudly at it. The fully transformed werewolf went on all fours and dashed to the crypt. Before Enid wolfed out, Tyler had helped Laurel carry Wednesday into the crypt. They tied her hands together by the time they made it near Joseph's mummified body covered in concrete.

"It's time we wake her up so she can wake up Crackstone too," the auburn haired woman indicated.

Tyler nodded and used a flashlight to directly shine it close to the psychic's face. It took a couple of seconds for Wednesday to squeeze her eyes more before her eyes flickered slowly. Galpin put the flashlight away and waited for her to become aware of her surroundings.

"It's time for you to wake up Wednesday. Crackstone is ready to receive your blood," the Hyde boy stated.

"You don't get to tell me what to do Tyler," the raven remarked in a deadly voice.

"Too bad for you, you're tied up. You can't do anything about what Tyler and I are going to commit. I will say goodbye to your friends as they crumble with Nevermore," Laurel spewed with poison.

She yanked Wednesday next to Crackstone's grave and brought out a blade. On top of the grave is The Book of Shadows that's already opened. With the blade, the older woman sliced Wednesday's left hand. It spilled drops of blood as Laurel pressed her limb against a carved, circular stone. The Addams held in the urge to scream in pain as the blood was being burned by the now red, glowing stone. That's when Laurel began reading the book in Latin.

The stone glowed brighter while Wednesday tried pulling her hand away. She managed to get it unstuck before crawling away down the small steps. Tyler and Laurel were too focused on the concrete steadily breaking apart on Joseph's body. Wednesday checked that the duo were concentrating so she reached into her boot and pulled out the blade Enid had given her. She used it to cut the rope which turned out successful.

The small girl hid the blade back into her shoe and stood up carefully. Her eyes furrowed and darkened when Joseph Crackstone was resuscitated from the dead. He had a staff in hand with Puritan clothing that's torn, old, and filthy. But that didn't matter to Wednesday. She was ready to fight all three of them if she had to. Laurel was busy blabbering to Joseph when the psychic interrupted them.

"Kidnapping is my thing. Though, I never got caught, but you will Laurel," Addams glared at her three nemesis.

"Goody Addams!" Joseph blurted and pointed the staff at Wednesday, preventing her from moving.

"Excuse me, but that's not-"

"Silence woman! Thou shall not speak until told to do so," Joseph ordered Laurel.

"I apologize sir," she bowed her head down.

"As thou should. Now, you will suffer slowly as thou hath to me. Burn in eternity hell, Goody!"

Joseph stopped utilizing his staff and took a knife rapidly, stabbing Wednesday into her stomach and twisting the weapon. The raven groaned in pain, feeling the strong ache and blood seeping. She staggered back and away from Crackstone while he turned away to do his mission.

Laurel trailed behind him and called out to Tyler, "Kill her Tyler. She's no use to us anymore."

Both the villains were no longer in sight and were away to demolish Nevermore and its students. Tyler looked away to find Wednesday sitting down and leaning onto a pillar as she held onto her bleeding stomach with the knife in.

"B-be a good, little H-Hyde, and do as you're told by your m-master," Wednesday told the boy while wincing in discomfort.

"I still love you Wednesday. Even after I kill you. I will kill Enid next because she stole you away from me," Tyler made it clear until his eyes were bulging out.

He began shifting into the Hyde. His clothes shredded as he grew taller and into the monster he truly is. He roared wildly to strike terror into his enemy. That didn't work with Wednesday. She didn't care about the Hyde standing over her. The Addams had her attention centered at the uncomfortable feeling she gained in her stomach. There was a wave of daze the girl felt.

Tyler knew one strike on his ex-girlfriend would end her misery. He raised his slender arm with claws sharp enough to slice anything. Wednesday decided to watch her life end. However, it never approached. A beast almost the size of the Hyde growled loudly and tackled the mutated monster. Tyler tried to throw off whoever attacked him. That wasn't the case. It was the lycanthropy who clawed and shoved him into a pillar.

The werewolf stopped to take a look at Wednesday. A whimper fell out of the outcast's mouth as the psychic's eyes averted to the wolf. She recognized who it was based on the pink and blue streak of fur on top of the beast's head.

"E-Enid?" Wednesday stuttered the name of her roommate.

Enid flashed a tiny smile until Wednesday's eyes widened in horror.

"Look out Enid!"

As the lycan whirled her head to see behind her, the Hyde scratched her face, leaving three, deep marks next to the left eye. Enid deeply scowled, baring her teeth until Tyler jumped at her. Both the monsters rolled around and began clawing, kicking, and biting each other. Wednesday was having a hard time watching the two duel. Mainly because Enid was involved and didn't want to see the bubbly girl harmed.

So far, Enid had the upper hand. She was on top of Tyler, digging her nails into his skin. His flesh was being lacerated, and even the wolf's canines pierced his bone. Sinclair can taste her own opponent's blood into her mouth. The Hyde grasped the werewolf and flung her on the ground. He tried overpowering the girl by pinning her down and was ready to bite chunks of flesh when the blonde punctured his throat thanks to her sharp claws.

It caused Tyler to stop in his tracks as blood was filling up into his windpipe. To put him down quick and easy, Enid did the final blow by clenching her teeth against his neck. Her jaw touched his muscular tissue while her canines dug deeper where blood was sliding down all over the lycanthrope's face. Tyler's eyes rolled back from the lack of oxygen since his blood made him suffocate. He didn't fight back considering his limbs became lifeless.

The werewolf placed the now deceased corpse on the floor before releasing her mouth completely. Gradually, the beast started morphing back to her human form. Thankfully, Thing came unannounced in the crypt with Enid's coat that's long enough to cover her body. He brought it over to her as she was bare naked and back to her original form. Enid lifted herself from the ground and thanked the hand for her coat. She put the piece of clothing on, feeling like she got hit by a train. After she was done, the werewolf jogged over to Wednesday who tried to stay awake.

"Wednesday! Oh my gosh! We need to get you out of here and look for help," Enid stated with a very worried tone.

"N-no. Leave me..." Wednesday drawled.

"What?! You'll die Wednesday! Come on. We stick together," Enid put her roommate's arm around her shoulder to lift her up.

Gently and slowly, the girls made the effort to stand up. Wednesday held onto the pillar for balance. The lycan beamed knowing that Wednesday will be taken out of the crypt and held somewhere where it's safe. Wednesday was ready to take a step with Enid right beside her. Then...

 

Bang! Bang!

Notes:

A/n: Oh no! What have I done?!

Chapter 18: You and I Together

Notes:

A/n: I love angst so so much like omg. Anyways this one has angst, and I mean hardcore angst. Also, it's pretty graphic just to give y'all a heads up! I apologize :)

Wednesday Addams

I enjoy a variety of dark things. One of them being death. It's fascinating to view. I do not fear it. What's the point when everyone will eventually die. That is where my mindset used to be at. Not anymore because I met Enid who made me evolve and shaped me into something new. Even if she did change me, I always told myself that I would never feel horrified. I lied... I wish I didn't.

Everything happened in slow motion. My eyes were heavy, but I had enough strength to keep them open and find Laurel ahead of Enid and I. Her gun was out and pointed directly at us. I couldn't predict who would get hit, yet it didn't matter to Laurel. I was close to taking a step, but the sound of two gunshots rang.

 

Bang! Bang!

 

Enid gasped, letting go of me as I fell down into the pillar slowly. My eyes broadened in fear, ignoring the soreness as I was sitting down fully on the floor. Two bullets penetrated the front of her body. One on her shoulder, and the second through her stomach. She clutched her bloodied stomach with one hand. Her breath hitched as she wanted to howl in pain but wasn't capable from the lack of energy.

I froze when she fell down on her knees first. Then, Enid was dropping forward towards the ground. Face down she goes, laying flat and trying to get up. Her body struggled while she was shaking. She was losing every ounce of power in her. Enid needs more aid than I do.

"Enid!"

I helplessly crawled to the werewolf with the blade still stuck into my stomach. I rolled Enid over onto her back and cradled her. She groaned in pain as tears welled up in her eyes. Both gunshot wounds were pouring out blood. I weakly applied pressure while Enid tried on her stomach. Thing crept to us and helped Enid stop the bleeding near her abdominal area.

Without noticing, Laurel stood next to us. I glared at the woman as hard as I could, but it didn't affect her. Instead, she pointed the gun at Enid's head.

"Get away from her," I clenched the blonde girl as close to me as possible.

"She's suffering Wednesday. I think it's better if I put her down like the mutt she is," Laurel muttered to me.

"Over my dead body. Kill me instead of her!" I shouted angrily.

"I can do both. It will be like Romeo and Juliet, except I murdered you two. So, farewell my favorite students. It was nice meeting you while it lasted," Laurel added with no remorse.

I held Enid tightly and closed my eyes, waiting for the evil woman to pull the trigger. It felt like forever for her to kill us both. Although, it didn't happen.

"Hey Laurel!"

I opened my eyes and glanced up along with Enid to find Yoko from across the room. Without hesitation Laurel fired a couple rounds at the vampire. She flinched slightly and blood began spilling from her own body.

"Pft! HA HA HA HA! You really think a gun will kill me? Remember, I'm immortal. I can suppress anything besides a stake to my heart, but you don't have one," Yoko smirked, taking off her dark glasses.

Her eyes were no longer dark. Rather, they were red. I've never seen a vampire with red eyes, however I read something about it. The color means Yoko is furious and ready to attack. Laurel fired more rounds at the pale girl as she went towards the auburn haired woman. The gun ran out of bullets by the time Yoko was inches near Laurel.

"Now you've really pissed me off! Never fuck with my friends or else you'll be fucked up by me," Yoko closed the gap between her and Laurel.

Her fangs grew out as she dug her teeth into Laurel's neck. Gates tried pulling the vampire away but to no avail. That's when Tanaka unlatched herself and grabbed Laurel by the hair, dragging her away from the crypt. She pleaded and begged for mercy, yet nobody gave in to her cry for help.

"I'll be back to help after I deal with this bitch first," Yoko stared back once more before taking Laurel and herself out from the building.

Relief washed over me. Two foes down and one more to go.

"Heh. Y-Yoko. What would w-we do... without her," Enid tried to chuckle which turned into a sound of discomfort.

"I... don't know. What I do kn-know is we aren't s-surviving our injuries," I stated in pain.

"One of you will."

Goody Addams. My ancestor. She's back like an angel from Heaven. Enid's eyes glowed when she and I saw Goody sitting next to us.

"G-Goody? What brings you here?" I interrogated.

"You're in desperate need of help," she plainly says.

"It's obvious we need h-help," I kept my response quick.

"Don't worry. I can heal, but the truth is, you'll never see me again after I do so."

"I will find a way to c-contact you again," I gave hopeful eyes to the phantom in front of me.

"Maybe you will," Goody stared at me with faith.

"I suggest h-healing Enid first since sh-"

"I'm afraid I can only heal one person and that's it," my ancestor interrupted.

"No. Heal Enid th-then me," I instructed.

"Wednesday... H-heal Wednesday, Goody," Enid entered the conversation.

"Enid. You're far too c-close to death right n-now. I need you alive," I preferred her to be saved.

"I n-need you alive... too. Nevermore needs you t-to save them. You're their on-only hope," Enid weakly answered.

"E-Enid," the feeling of tears were prickling at the corner of my eyes as I caressed the girl's cheek.

"Please... Goody. S-she's a relative of yours," the werewolf entreated my ancestor.

"Don't do it Good-"

The blade from my stomach was pulled out without a warning from Goody. My face flexed from the unpleasant, physical affliction. The hands of Goody pressed down the wound from below my torso and the other on my sliced hand. She began glowing brighter than usual. I noticed my injuries were closing on their own. I felt myself become lighter again.

"A stab through Joseph's black heart will get rid of him completely. I can sense him on a rampage trying to find outcasts in Nevermore. You really are their only hope as Enid says. Good luck, and thank you, Wednesday Addams," Goody bowed her head before she vanished in thin air.

"I can't leave you here by yourself," I told Enid directly.

"Did you forget I would come back, Addams?"

Yoko became visible by the entrance of the crypt. Around her mouth was covered what I perceive to be Laurel's blood. Her eyes were no longer red and back to its usual color.

"Tanaka! Is she dead?"

"Yup. I drank most of her blood. Are you two alright?" The vampire ran to us.

"I was healed by my ancestor so I'm fine. Enid is not. You need to get her help before she loses any more blood. Thing will help you while I kill Crackstone," I declared as I lifted Enid up slightly for Yoko to take my place.

"H-hey, Yoko," Enid greeted with a small smile.

"Enid you idiot. You better not die on us. We'll get help together," Tanaka tried carrying Enid softly, but the lycan hissed in pain while Thing continued applying pressure to the bloody wound.

Hold on a little longer Enid. You will be patched up soon.

"Hold thy place! Thou is not going anywhere," Joseph made an appearance by the entry with his staff.

"Yoko, take Enid and yourself far behind me. He'll kill any outcast he sees," I recommended to the vampire.

"What about you?"

"I will take care of him myself," I stared down at my enemy.

"You need to hurry. Enid's heart is slowing down bit by bit," Tanaka warned.

"I will. Keep her awake while you can."

"You got it Wednesday," Yoko took off with Enid and Thing to a wall across behind me.

I steadily grabbed a hold of Crackstone's knife from the ground and took my stance to duel against the anti-outcast fool. He held a wicked grin and got his staff ready to attack.

"How canst a demon like thou survive?" His voice echoed throughout the building.

"Wouldn't you like to know, pilgrim," I responded dauntingly.

His smile fell right before he let out a war cry. Joseph came to me and raised his staff to strike a blow. I used the weapon in hand to block his hit. I pretended the blade was a sword to prevent myself from getting sliced. Crackstone swung the stick once more whereas I dodged it and kicked his face before he was able to strike again.

His hat fell off from the impact, however he tried landing a hit on me. Again, I used the knife to stop the staff until it completely shattered to pieces. All there was left to it was the handle. I dropped it on the floor since it was not useful.

"Looks like thou ran out of tools. Thy's time hast run out," Joseph pointed the staff directly at my body.

"Not quite," I claimed before quickly clutching the arm of the pilgrim holding the staff.

I pushed his limb down which made the bones crack. Crackstone recoiled from the pain as I twisted to make him drop the magic staff. Joseph did so and gave me the opportunity to seize the blade Enid bought me from the inside of my boot. Without hesitation, my hand took the knife and stabbed him through his heart. He gasped without a warning that my weapon pierced into his organ. I twisted then tugged back the blade to add suffering to his demise.

There, he was disintegrating along with the staff. He wailed and tried whatever he could to not leave this world. Fortunately, Joseph Crackstone was unsuccessful. His shriek turned into silence as his whole body disappeared. The war is over. Thank goodness.

I put away the blade and sprinted to Yoko, Enid, and Thing. I found Thing no longer putting pressure onto Enid's injuries. He was coated with her own blood. I noticed tears rolled below Yoko's eyes, hearing a small whimper leave from her throat.

"Yoko... Is s-she-" I prevent myself from completing the sentence.

Yoko's jaw tensed right after she looked into my eyes. That's when I knew the answer to my question. I dropped down to my knees as Yoko handed the blonde over to me. I held the werewolf's lower back and neck. Enid was pale, covered in blood, and lifeless. I checked her pulse and found that her veins weren't palpitating. I gently shook the girl I love, not believing that she's dead.

"No no no! Enid! Wake up! You have to hold on a little longer! I'll bring you back to life and kill you again if you don't open your eyes!" I became delusional.

"Wednesday..."

"No! She's alive, Yoko! Come on Enid. I will never love anyone if you leave me Enid. Do you hear me!? Never!"

"P-please Wednesday," Yoko cried out.

I ignored the vampire and kept trying, "If you w-wake up, I promise to allow you to hug me as many times as y-you want. You can kiss m-me whenever you feel like it. W-we can hold hands like real couples do. I s-swear on my life. I'll never let you go. So please... I-I need you," I implored helplessly.

Yoko held onto my shoulder and painfully stated, "I'm s-so sorry, Wednesday."

I began shaking violently, and I was breathing heavily. For the first time in years, tears flowed from my eyes to the edge of my jaw. I wanted to scream in agony, but it was stuck in my throat. Rather, a sob escaped from my mouth. My lips quivered in grief. I clenched my teeth to hold my emotions in. I couldn't do it as much as I wanted to. The smell of her fragrance captured my nose as I hugged her firmly.

She still wasn't moving. Her arms and head fell back like a rag doll. I bawled faintly, mourning while both Thing and Tanaka tried comforting me. I didn't care about anything anymore. Not when Enid is gone. I will truly keep my word and not fall in love with someone who is not Enid. I am devoted to her only.

"Kid!" A voice called out.

I raised my head silently to the familiar voice. I then heard Yoko get up, wiping her tears away as she stood in front of me in a protective stance.

"Who the hell are you? If you're looking for trouble I will easily drink all of your bl-"

"That's my Uncle Fester," I told the vampire.

"Your uncle? What is he doing here?" Yoko wondered.

"I'll tell you later."

"Kid! What happened? Are you okay? What happened to Enid?!" Fester ran to us in a panic.

"Fester! You need to revive Enid! Use your power please," I begged my uncle to save her.

"Okay. Lay her down completely and stand back," Uncle Fester got to his knees and rubbed his hands together.

I put Enid on the floor entirely and watched Fester do the job. Electric bolts ignited between his hand right as he placed both palms onto Enid's chest. The electricity sparked on the lycanthrope's body as she tensed upward before going limp. Again, Fester retried the same technique. Three times to be exact. I wasn't giving up on her. Neither was Uncle Fester.

He owed her that much for accepting him into our dorm. Enid even offered him one of her stuffed animals to keep. She kept Fester company while I was gone. They built a friendship in a span of a day and a half. I know it meant a lot to my uncle. That is why he'll keep trying till he is completely worn out.

"Come on kiddo! I know you have it in you," Uncle Fester rubbed his hands longer than usual.

A bigger spark of electricity rummaged throughout his fingers and palms. He concentrated deeply, mustering up all the power he had and transferring it to his hands. Fester set his hands onto Enid's chest once more, shocking her with the highest amount of electric energy he pushed out. Enid's entire body tensed for a few seconds before Uncle Fester retreated. He paused to see if the werewolf was moving. And she was. Her right index finger twitched upward. Her nose scrunched with her eyes still closed.

"Enid?" I said her name in case I was hallucinating.

Enid's ocean eyes slowly flickered open. The rest of us gasped in surprise that she had been resuscitated. I gave her half a minute to be fully awake until I cling onto the girl.

"Enid. You're alive," I whispered to her, showing a small smile in relief.

"W-Wednesday... Hey," Enid addressed, beaming back.

"Don't die on me ever again Sinclair," I held the lycan closer and tighter to me.

"Heh. Don't worry, I won't. Can I... get a hug from you?"

I nodded in approval before Enid pulled me down to embrace me carefully. I wrapped my arms around her, stuffing my face into her neck. I clenched onto her for dear life as if she would leave this world. I wish I had hugged her sooner. It felt warm and soothing altogether. I allowed my eyes to shut knowing that Enid really is here with me. I suppose I was exhausted. Soon after the hug, everything went to black assuming that I had fallen asleep in Enid's arms.

 

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Enid Sinclair

Who would've thought I died and came back to life thanks to Fester. It was the next day when Wednesday and I had woken up in the infirmary. Our friends and even Wednesday's uncle came to visit us. Everyone was shocked that Principal Weems is still alive. Apparently she pretended to play dead and didn't suffer blood loss like I did since my arteries had been punctured by the bullets.

My friends were more surprised about what happened to Wednesday and I during the time in the crypt. Wednesday had woken up before me and told the group the encounter from start to finish. They were happy that we made it out alive and congratulated me for wolfing out. According to our friends, the students and teachers of Nevermore evacuated safely. The only ones hurt in the process was Weems, Wednesday, and I. I would count Yoko, but the bullets hardly did anything to her.

I was bandaged up on my shoulder, stomach, and face. It didn't last for long thanks to me wolfing out. Because of that, my wounds heal quicker than usual. The bullet holes and gashes from my body are closed and turned into scars. Ones that are visible are the slash marks on the left side of my face. I didn't mind them. It represents the time I protected the one I love wholeheartedly.

Thornhill and Tyler were pronounced dead at the scene. I felt guilty for killing Tyler, but I had to do what I needed to do to keep Wednesday safe. Yoko didn't feel any guilt at all. The two best friends killed their enemies. What a perfect duo am I right? Knowing that the two are dead no longer mattered to me. What was important is that those close to me made it out in one piece.

I thanked Fester a million times for bringing me back to life. Of course, he didn't mind lending a hand to revive me. He said that he owed me for letting him hide in my room and keeping him entertained. Eventually, Fester wasn't able to stay for long.

"Welp. As crazy as it was being here, I'll miss hanging out with you three," Fester glanced at Thing, Wednesday, and I.

"Do you really have to go?" I wasn't ready for him to go.

"Yeah. Sorry kiddos. I did hear from my niece that you're going to live with my family. Someday, I will come by and visit," Fester ruffled both mine and Wednesday's hair at the same time.

"You better. We have a competition going on next month between father, Pugsley, and I," Wednesday informed.

"I will definitely come visit for that," the older Addams grinned.

"We'll catch you later, Fester. Thanks again, for everything," I gave him a quick embrace in which he returned.

"No problem kid. Don't stay out of trouble and enjoy your time together," Fester waved at us while putting his hat on.

"Goodbye, Uncle Fester," the raven said her farewell.

Fester bowed his head down before vanishing out of sight. Right as he left, Principal Weems joined us.

"Ladies. I hope you're healing well," she checked up on us.

"We are. How are you handling yourself, Principal Weems?" I asked the tall woman.

"I'm pleased knowing my children are alive and well. You and your friends did a wonderful job protecting the school. I owe you all so much," Weems mentioned.

"There's no need. Everyone made it out safely. That's our priority, isn't it?" Wednesday questioned her.

"One-hundred percent. I guess there really isn't a need to return anything. The students know that this semester will no longer be continued. The beginning of the second semester is when everyone will come back. You two will gain a long break from school and the tragedy that happened last night. I called your parents, Enid, but neither of them answered the phone. Do you happen to know who will pick you up today from Nevermore?"

"I do. Wednesday's parents are bringing me with them," I turned my head to gaze at the psychic who had a small blush on her cheeks.

"Oh! I am happy that's arranged for you. Well then, I advise you both to begin packing your items before Gomez and Morticia arrive. I look forward to seeing you two shine brighter than ever next semester," Principal Weems sincerely insinuated.

"Thank you, Weems, for trusting us," Wednesday indicated.

"No. Thank you both for saving Nevermore. I will never forget it for as long as I live," Weems genuinely uttered.

"It's our pleasure Principal Weems," I smiled brightly.

"Take care girls."

"You as well."

 

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"I am ready to get out of here and begin our vacation," I happily said.

"I agree. We need to clear our heads. After all, we can start our new relationship," the Addams answered.

"Wait a minute. We can't just yet."

"Why is that?" Wednesday lifted a brow.

"Because I haven't asked you an important question," I pouted.

"There's an important question?"

"Yes, silly! The question is... Will you be my mate?" I went straight to the point.

"No," Wednesday plainly replied.

"No?!" I was filled with dread.

"No. It's better if you asked me to become your wife."

"We're still young to be each other's wives."

"Not in our family we aren't. My father was engaged to my mother as soon as possible," the small teen uttered.

"Oh. Then, will you be my wife?" I changed my wording, rubbing the back of my head anxiously.

"Yes. I will be your wife," Wednesday responded without a thought in mind.

"Yes! Now we can go on dates, cuddle together, watch movies, hold hands, have a sleepover, and paint our nails the exact same color," I planned out excitingly.

"I'll willingly participate in the activities you listed," the raven announced.

"You're the best, wifey," I came from behind my girl and hugged her, settling my chin on top of her left shoulder.

She reached to touch my arms and leaned into me, saying, "You're the best too. I hope you know that."

"I do now that my wife has told me."

As much as I wanted to hold Wednesday longer, a knock was heard from the door. I released myself from Wednesday and went to open the door. On the other side was Lurch. I let him in to begin taking our packed bags and luggages into the vehicle he brought. Wednesday and I tagged along to help him carry our stuff. As my wife and I made it out to the drop off lot, Morticia and Gomez were waiting outside of their car.

"My daughter and daughter-in-law! You two look wonderful next to each other. Even better, you're holding hands! Do you see that cara mia?" Gomez pointed at mine and Wednesday's intertwined hands.

"Our Wednesday has finally found her true love just like us. Isn't that right my beloved?" Morticia gaped down at Gomez, holding both his hands.

"Of course my tigress," both the adults were ready to kiss each other but Wednesday cleared her throat.

"Not in front of Enid or I," Wednesday rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Come on Wednesday. Let your parents have their PDA. Maybe you and I should kiss each other," I brought up confidently as I wiggled my eyebrows.

Honestly, on the inside, I felt stupid saying that. I suck at flirting. I don't even think that would be considered flirting. But to my surprise, the young Addams agreed to it which caused me to turn entirely crimson red.

"Okay."

"Huh?!" Is all I mouthed out.

"I give you permission to kiss me," Wednesday allowed nonchalantly.

"Uhhhh... Yeah! Sure thing," I was freaking out internally.

I made the first move by wrapping my arms around the psychic's waist. I pulled her close to me, colliding our bodies together. Wednesday planted both hands on each side of my jaw to hold it in place. My heart was beating in anticipation while we stared at one another before closing the small gap between us. Our eyes slowly closed, and finally, our lips met each other.

Let's just say it was the best feeling in the entire world. The kiss turned out to be passionate, gentle, and slow. Our lips kept pressing against each other, wanting more and more. Wednesday's lips were so soft and heavenly. I could kiss her all day if she wanted to. I'm happy that my first kiss was with her.

Understandingly, Wednesday was the first to pull away. She let go of my face and placed the side of her hand over her mouth. Her face was flustered from the kiss we shared. I want to know what she thought about the kiss.

"Was that okay?" I delicately asked.

"Y-yes it was. I believe you poisoned me with your kisses because I turned addicted to it," Wednesday shyly admitted.

"That's what love does to you," I beamed smoothly.

"It certainly does!" I heard a particular vampire voice.

Wednesday and I turned our heads to see our friends bunched up together. Even Divina and Kent were there. Every one of them had the biggest grin I've ever seen. I'm guessing they saw us kiss.

"It's about time you're together. Took you guys long enough," Xavier chuckled afterwards.

"But it was worth it," I included.

"Looks like it. I'm proud of my babies. You two are all grown up now," Yoko pretended to tear up.

"We're wives now," I reported joyfully.

"Say what?!"

"Y'all got engaged already!!?"

"Typically lesbians."

"Guys! We aren't engaged just yet. We are calling each other that because why not. Wednesday and I are staying together forever, right Wednesday?" I clasp my hand onto Wednesday's.

"You're correct," she nodded.

"Then, congratulations on being together," Eugene expressed contentedly as the rest of our friends did.

"Thanks!"

"We're ready to head home love birds!" Gomez shouted.

"That was fast," I muttered.

"The gang and I wanted to say our goodbyes before you two left," Yoko recalled.

"Right."

Individually, Wednesday and I bid our farewells. Even Thing who was done helping Lurch take our stuff to the vehicle came to give hugs out. They were quick and short. It wasn't like we were never going to see each other again.

"Make sure you contact us in the group chat. I'd like to see more Wenclair content," Tanaka winked.

"Yeah yeah. We will. See you guys next year," I waved crazily at my friends as Wednesday did a small one.

Now, it's time to go to my new home with Wednesday.

I grabbed a hold of Wednesday's hand and asked, "Are you ready to start a new chapter together?"

"Just like in my novel, I'm always ready to write a new chapter," Wednesday smiled.

"That's my wife," a wave of satisfaction flowed through my body.

Wednesday squeezed my hands lightly as Lurch opened the car door. We entered inside where Morticia and Gomez were already seated next to each other. Wednesday and I sat side to side without trouble. Thing crawled in and nestled on my lap. Lurch had the car moving and on our way we went.

 

A new chapter with adventures, love, and exploration awaits us.

 

"I love you, Wednesday."

"I love you too, Enid."

 

The End

Notes:

A/n: I'm not crying. You are! Anywho, thank you to those who stuck around and read every chapter. I really appreciate your support, and I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I did. I do have another one coming out soon as mentioned in the last chapter. It will be light, funny, and not too angsty. Be on a lookout, and thank you for reading once again. Until then, see you later.