Wenclair

~57~

Wednesday's POV:

I slowly trudge to the bathroom in Enid's hospital room. Layla went to go get me and Yoko clean clothes since we refused to leave. We have to stay here with Enid.

It took an hour or so for the doctors to get back to us. Enid has gone into a full-ass coma. There was a major impact on her head. Her brain's bleeding, all this shit is happening.

The worst part is there's no telling when she will be awake. I'm going to be alone for a long time. Craving Enid's touch every second of the day. Having no motivation to do anything. This'll ruin me.

And there's no fixing it.

I step into the bathroom and take my time getting undressed. I'm not even halfway done when thoughts ram into my head.

I feel like this is all my fault. If I didn't get so worked up over what I saw in the dorm, we would've never taken a break and I would be with her.

That wouldn't have happened if I was there with her!

I dig my nails into my skull as my teeth clenched tightly. I fall against the wall and slide down it to the ground. I get on my knees and lean over.

I can't do this anymore. Quiet sobs escape my mouth as I break down. Pull yourself together, Wednesday!

"Wednesday?" I hear tiny knocks on the door behind me. My head snaps around, quickly wiping the few tears away and clearing my throat.

"What?" I say, coldly, hoping my voice doesn't crack or show any sign that I was crying.

"Are you okay?" I hear. I think that's Layla.

I hum in response, not wanting to risk showing any weak signs. Once I'm sure no one is at the door, I finish getting undressed and in the shower where I can let my emotions out.

Yoko's POV:

I have no motivation to do a single thing at all. How could this happen? Enid's never going to wake up. My bestie is gone, who knows when she'll be back?

Wednesday is taking a shower, I'll get in after her. Layla walks back from the bathroom door and sits next to me on the chair.

My eyes are always on the unconscious Enid, occasionally looking over to Wednesday too. I love Layla and all, but no amount of love right now could make me feel better. Only if Enid wakes.

I feel arms around me as I realize Layla's hugging me. I give in and tell myself to relax and stop being tense. Silence fills the room as a faint sound of water running is heard. Wednesday must be in the shower.

None of this should've happened. Why was I siren-songed? All for revenge. Imma kill that son of a bitch once I find her. If I could kill her daughter with ease, I could kill her with ease too.

I feel so bad for Wednesday, though. Her only love is gone. My only best friend is gone. We're both going through hell right now. And it's never going to end.

My eyelids get heavy after a couple of minutes. I'm so tired. I didn't sleep last night. I was drunk, in the hospital, watching my best friend bleed to death on the ground, waiting for what seemed like forever to find out how she was doing and all.