Bal•ter
(v.) to dance artlessly, without particular grace or skill but usually with enjoyment.
In which Y/n Addams is adopted into a family of pure outcast, being an outcast herself.
What will she do when she ends up going to a school that her ado...
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Balter
One cannot overstem from their blood. Yet one can overstem from it if they had come to be stripped from you. Placing you in the middle of the forest all alone and without the right resources. All in the name of protection. A baby left for a family to find. And yet that family were outcasts picking you up off the forest ground. And you've lived with them ever since. The family of outcasts that had come to raise you were the Addams family.
Being raised with a bunch of outcasts made you also an outcast. But you were extremely close to one of them, your sister. The two of you were twins. Being the same age. You were chained in handcuffs at the wrist and the key was forever lost in an abandoned coffin that had come to be buried long ago. You and Wednesday always looked out for one another even if you had different goals, wants, and needs. Even if you fought and argued. Nothing was ever going to tear you two apart. Absolutely nothing. With Wednesday dressing in only black whilst you dressed in white-- polar opposite colors.
Wednesday's personality was also different from yours when she was pessimistic, you were optimistic. When she followed logic, you followed emotion. She barely acknowledges emotion, you fell in the deep end of the colorful wide assortments. Wednesday loved too little, you loved too much. Wednesday was pure sunlight, You were moonlight.
But the both of you fit well. Fitting together as if you were puzzle pieces. A riddle and a rhyme. A knife and glove at a crime scene. Handcuffs and a key. Metal rod and lightning. A shovel and a grave. Two peas in a pod.
You two stray away from one another accepting to be split apart. To enjoy your differences and open them with wide arms. Though you two shared a bond more powerful than sisters. That bond you shared was one made with pure love and terror. Nothing would ever tear it apart. Nothing.
Being transferred to another school all because of some incident? A school meant for the outcasts. A school that holds so many secrets that are begging to be figured out and solved. And some of them were. Now it was time for some others to be learned as well.
The End?
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