Wenclair

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Wednesday's POV:

The wolf breathes heavily as I stand still. What has she done?

Blood covers Enid's mom on the ground. She's beginning to detransform. I look away from the lifeless old lady.

She deserved it anyway. If Enid didn't kill her, I would've. But why is her mom here again in the first place?

She literally left a couple of days ago. Unless... She had a plan.

Enid turns to look at me. I stare back with a cold expression. I feel the corner of my lips tug into a smirk as I look down. No.

When I look back up, I see her slowly shrink. Shit, she's detransforming, too. I look around the woods for any clothes. I see none.

By the time I already look back, she's curled up in a ball, covered in blood, naked. This is just a replay with Xavier. I have nothing to give her. I do not have a sweatshirt on, only a long-sleeved, oversized shirt.

I sigh and roll my eyes as I pull off my shirt. I walk over to the girl and hold the shirt out in front of her. Her head moves up and her eyes lock on me. Not my eyes, but instead my torso.

I move the shirt to the side a little to break her gaze and she takes it. I turn around, giving her privacy before I hear a soft sound. I can't make it out though. It was quiet and a mumble.

I turn around to find Enid with my shirt on. She looks so...

Nevermind.

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We break into the dorm as Enid walks to the bathroom. I had to ignore all of the people staring at me in the halls. I'm a psychotic girl, what did you expect?

I figure I should go take care of Enid. I am still mad at her though. I walk into the bathroom, not worrying about what I'd see. Enid sits on the toilet, head in her hands. I hear quiet sniffles. God.

I walk over to her and start lifting her up. She looks at me confused as she stands to her feet. I walk her over to the tub, turning the water on warm. I turn my head to look at her, she looks down at the ground. She can't bear to look at me. Good.

After what she has done, I don't even know why I'm with her right now. My hands reach for my shirt as I take it off of her. I don't bother putting it back on.

I just forgot I have been walking around in public with only a bra on. Who cares? I try not to look at the naked Enid as I help her into the tub. She crouches down to the floor and holds her knees to her chest.

I sigh as I sit down too, grabbing a wash rag and putting it to the side. I pour shampoo into her hair and scrub. I watch as the blood pours down her body and into the water.

The bubbles make my hands feel uneasy so I rinse them off and her hair in the process. I grab the rag and pour some body wash on it and start scrubbing her body. I help Enid stand to her feet as I wash the dirt and grime and blood off her body.

We finish washing as she steps out of the tub and I give her a towel. I leave the bathroom and rummage through her drawers. I find clothes and walk back into the room with Enid.

She sits on the toilet again, shivering. I help her dress as she stands and lets me. "Wens." I hear a soft whisper.

I ignore her as I continue getting her dressed.

"I am really sorry for what I did. I was drunk and I didn't know what I was doing." She continues to speak.

I pull her shirt over her head and leave, closing the door on my way out.

Enid's POV:

Wednesday's ignoring me. She really does hate me. What will I ever do?

A few tears fall from my eyes as I slowly walk toward the door. I turn the knob and walk out into the dorm. "Wens?" I call out, softly.

I wander over to her side of the room to not find her there. Did she leave? Her top drawer is open. Well, at least I know she put on a shirt.

She must really hate me if she didn't put the one she gave me back on. Wednesday's jacket is also gone and her phone, too.

I notice Thing running around on her desk. "Thing!" I exclaim as I run over and fall to my knees. I place my arms on the desk as I look at him.

"I'm so fucking sorry for what I did to Wens!" I cry out.

Thing just stares at me. Or at least I think he is. Who knows? He's a fucking hand.

He moves and signs. 'I forgive, but Wednesday doesn't.'

I shake my head. "I know," I mumble as I look down at my arms. "What do I do?" I ask.

There's an awkward silence between us. I hear a couple of taps as I look back up. 'Give her some time and space. She'll come to you.' Thing signs.

I sigh. What happens if she doesn't? I nod and force a weak smile to Thing as I stand and walk over to my side.

I curl up on my bed with my giant octopus Wens got me. Will things ever be back to normal between us?

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