Don't look at me with those eyes ; Wenclair one-shots

XXV ▸ Petals [PT.2]

IDC IF I HAVE A MIGRAINE JUST STOP BULLYING ME

The goth stared at the petals in the trash can. She gulped heavily as she began to think. 'Isn't this that disease where someone is experiencing one-sided love?..' She muttered. She slowly pulled out her phone and began to search. 'What does it mean when you cough up bloody petals' The goth wasn't even surprised. She put her phone down on the floor and ruffled her hair a bit, a small smile of disbelief stuck on her face.

'Of course, I fall in love to the point where it's going to kill me.'  She laughed a little before coughing a little more blood into her hands. Her throat felt like it was on fire. She slowly stood up, her legs shaking a little as she slowly made her way towards the bathroom. Going to have a shower.

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She walked out of the bathroom with her pyjamas on. She had a towel on her shoulders as she lightly dried her wet hair. It was then a knock came at the door the goth quickly ran to the trash can and kicked it under her bed, not caring if it got knocked over in the process. Enid walked through the door moments later. 'Oh hey Roomie, Why'd you ditch me at Weathervane?.. We were meant to hang out..' Wednesday looked down as she quickly came up with a lie. 

'I lost track of time, I'm, really sorry..' Wednesday seemed sincere about her apology in Enid's eyes, but she was trusting nothing but lies. 'Let's go to bed. It's late..' Wednesday nodded and immediately got into bed. However, she did wait for Enid to get ready. It was around ten minutes later when Enid exited the bathroom and got into bed.

'Goodnight, Raven.'

Wednesday raised an eyebrow at the nickname.

'Goodnight, Sunshine.'

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'Fuck Fuck Fuck, Where is it?..' Wednesday had already left and The blonde was having a mini panic attack while trying to find her tie. She desperately got on her hands and knees, thinking it could have maybe gone under her bed. Only to find out it wasn't. She quickly got up and stormed to Wednesday's side of the room. She looked through the drawers of her desk before looking under Wednesday's bed.

She saw a trash can. She quickly pulled it out and looked through pulling out all the contents, her eyes lit up when she saw her tie. She pulled it up to her chest and sighed contently before getting up. She was about to put it on before she noticed the thick red substance on her fingertips. She could feel the blood drain from her face as she looked back over at the trash can in horror. It was only now she saw the bloody tissues and the petals.

She crouched down and picked up one of the rose red petals. 'Did she cough up these?..' Enid quickly pulled out her phone. She didn't care if she was getting her phone bloody. 'What does it mean if you cough up bloody petals?' Enid's eyes widened at the results. She scrolled down the page. All she saw was the same answer. She was desperate for even a glimpse of hope that it could be anything but this.

Her best friend was dying.

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Enid walked into the dorm and Wednesday had already been sitting on her bed waiting. Enid inhaled deeply but silently. 'Welcome back En-' 'How long?' Enid said as she stormed towards the goth, earning a confused expression. 'HOW LONG HAVE YOU HAD HANAHAKI AND WHO?' The goth flinched.

She lowered her head.

'𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲.. 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲.. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐄𝐧𝐢𝐝. 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.'

You aren't getting a part three.