LXI ▸ Is it one-sided?

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Chapter inspired by the song above. The main lyric literally means The Sun proposed to the moon And the Moon said: I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, give me a break


➥𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 - 𝐄𝐧𝐢𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨.

To be completely honest, Enid doesn't really know what to do with her feelings for the goth anymore as they have been rapidly developing. She was obviously in love with the ravenette, as were all of her friends, but hers wasn't in the platonic way that theirs were. All of Nevermore surely knows that. But Wednesday didn't appear to be able to express her feelings, causing her to be oblivious and lack the ability to connect the blatant behaviours to the one feeling called love. To counter the goth's obliviousness, the blonde plotted and planned for several days. With Black Dahlias, of course, she was going to come clean and confess to her. Hopefully, the flowers may increase the likelihood that Wednesday will result in a yes. Even though she was aware that if Wednesday didn't like her proposal, she would reject it.

The blonde was now hesitant to actually tell the truth about this and it was caused by her awareness of this. It had been kept a secret for a while and was itching to come out but she was aware of all of the possible outcomes. Negative outcomes to be more specific. Rejection, her turning distant, a break in their friendship, her abandoning Nevermore, blatant homophobia, or even just brutally killing or torturing the blonde, are all potential outcomes of this. Anyone would naturally second-guess this, which would lead you to the wolf who was cautiously staring into the soul of their dorm door from outside while holding a Black Dahlias. '' Is this actually okay? I'd get completely dismissed by her," she murmured. Her morale suddenly increased. ''C'mon, You're Enid Sinclair. In a fight, you never give up. Just move on if she rejects you." She thought while she opened the door.

She hid the flowers behind her back and walked in, closing it behind her. She was immediately aware of the clicks from the goth's typewriter but nonetheless, she sped walked to the tape that separated their sides. The speed of the footsteps made Wednesday stop and slowly turn around, glaring at Enid who was very vividly sweating a bit and blushing. The goth would be lying if she said she wasn't checking her out. ''Wednesday.'' Her voice rang out, stern. The goth's eyes flicked up to meet hers. She stood up, walking over. ''Enid.''  The blonde's level of nervousness was increasing under the goth's glare. Her mind began to race as she pulled out the flowers from behind her back, watching Wednesday's gaze avert hers and now staring at the flowers. One eyebrow cocked up as she looked up at the blonde in a state of confusion.

''Listen, Wednesday.. I'm gonna be honest with you.'' Enid's gaze turned to the floor as she was already expecting to be rejected. ''I'm in love with you and I have been for the past year. I do not know how but you have caught my gaze and now I am entranced by everything you do or say. Your habits do not annoy me anymore. Your threats are like loving messages. Your glare no longer scares me. I know your chances of liking me are low, so please, reject me so I can move on.'' The goth was speechless. This was the last thing that she could have expected from someone like Enid. She knew she had been acting a bit weird but she would never link it up to.. love.

The goth felt her cheeks get warm and her heart beat fast and she tilted her head down. She worried about what would happen if she said no and she wondered what the future will hold if she said yes. It was all so confusing. She let out a deep breath. ''I don't know, I don't know.. Give me a break..'' She muttered. Wednesday's head snapped up when she felt both of her hands being clasped together and held by Enid's warm hands. ''That isn't a no though, right?!''  Wednesday hesitated. ''It isn't a yes either..'' Enid's face warmed up with the bright smile she let out. ''That means there's still a chance.'' Wednesday's eyes widened. ''How could she possibly be so happy.'' She thought.

Wednesday's cheeks took on a deep red at what the blonde said next.


''𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲!''

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