a series of [un]fortunate events || a wenclair collection [explicit]

7. cara mia

Wednesday's POV

"Enid. There is something I wish to speak with you about."

Enid sat down on her very colorful bed and gestured for me to sit next to her. I swallowed my increasing nausea and sat next to her.

"What's up, Wednesday?"

I took a breath. Nervousness was a new feeling I was not used to, but something about this particular encounter brought about an air of uneasiness.

"You must forgive me in advance. I am not used to... expressing feelings at all. However... being around you has been a very interesting experience and, upon my arrival, you have been by my side since the beginning, as much as I despised it at first, somewhere along the way, I did not imagine my life without you beside me, and-"

"Oh, no, are you annoyed with me?? I know I can be annoying, I'm sorry!"

I very lightly placed my hand over her mouth.

"Enid, please allow me to finish. You know I dislike interruptions..."

Enid nodded lightly as I removed my hand from her delicately soft lips. Delicately soft? Really, Addams? 

"As I was saying... Somewhere along the way, I did not, or rather, could not imagine my life without you beside me, and I do not think I want to be in a world without you there, cara mia.. You have... forced me to open up more and allow myself to make friends and be more... expressive with my feelings, Enid. At first, I was seething with rage at the prospect of having to 'mingle' with these simpletons at Nevermore, and yes, I was planning my revenge on you during our first interactions... but then we hugged after the revelation of Tyler and Thornhill, and my affection for you grew... my mother told me that by being here, I would fall in love. And I scoffed at her statement because I found it a waste of time to hunt for love like some sort of lovesick dog seeking out a mate. But as our closeness grew, I ended up developing... feelings far beyond what one would call just a friendship.. You are someone that I could not bear seeing hurt or gone, someone I do not mind letting my guard down in front of... someone I would..."

My face felt wet and my eyes turned red. I was... crying? Yes. I was crying by expressing my feelings to Enid... my voice started to choke up, and I could barely get these words out, but I had to do this. All of these confusing feelings each time Enid walked into my room after our embrace and I was suffering from it, and I was not pleased from this particular form of torture. I had this similar feeling when I had a vision of Enid bloodied and bruised from Tyler's attacks, and as much as I tried to ignore it, I was... deeply concerned that I would no longer see her again...

"You are someone I would kill for if they dared to harm you in any way, even though I am well aware you can handle yourself. I have this... nauseatingly overwhelming desire to protect you with everything I have..."

My voice could barely continue speaking to her as I allowed my tears to fall, and seeing Enid cry from my words was not helping at all. But I was not done... 

"Enid Sinclair, you are a light in my darkness... You mean... far more to me than anything that I ever cared about before, which is a very short list, as you very well understand... To put it simply, cara mia, I love you more than death itself, and I could not imagine continuing on without you in my life... I would be very glad if you agreed to take my hand in marriage, so that we will become one against this hellscape of life... Will you marry me, Enid?"

Enid picked me up with her unusual strength before pulling me into a passionate kiss, which I reciprocated with no hesitation. She truly brought out a different beast within me, and I was very slowly getting used to it...

"Wednesday Addams, of COURSE I'll marry you. Now, tomorrow and forever!!!"

I gave her a smile as I kissed her again. Mother would never let me hear the end of this, but at this moment, I did not care. I only cared for Enid.

"Wednesday?"

"Yes, Enid?"

Enid put me down and stared at me. Normally, I would be highly uncomfortable about it and threaten her to avert her gaze before she lost her eyes, but it was Enid, and we have seen each other in the nude many times. I would be a literal contradiction if I warned her to turn away now.

"You've called me 'cara mia' twice. What does that mean??"

I smirked at her, reassuring her with a kiss, as I held her hand.

"It means 'my beloved.' That is what I will call you from this day forward."

Enid grinned before pushing me onto the bed. I knew exactly what was about to happen, and I would be lying if I was not excited for our more intimate sessions. She was a beast in bed, and I looked forward to being ravaged by her all night.

"Well then, cara mia... shall we celebrate our engagement with some... fun?"

"We most definitely shall, Enid~"

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