Wenclair

~61~

Enid's POV:

I gasped as I quickly shot up out of bed. Where am I? I look at my surroundings. I'm in the hospital? Why?

I look to my left to find a bunch of different IVs hooked up to my skin. What the hell happened?

I groan as I try to take the needles out. I need to find Wednesday. And Yoko and Layla. Where are they?

Someone rushes into the room. At first, I thought it was one of my friends, but instead, it was a nurse. I sigh as I fall back down on the bed and hold out the needle.

"You need that." The nurse says softly as she takes it from my hand and sticks it back in me.

I wince and close my eyes, relaxing my body into the comfortable mattress. "How are you feeling?" The nurse asked me once she got me settled in again.

I shrug my shoulders. I have no idea honestly. "What happened?" I ask her.

I finally turn my head to look at the nurse. Our eyes stare at each other. It kind of reminds me of Wednesday's. But Wens has so much more darkness to them.

"You fell into a coma." She says.

A coma?! What the fuck? "How long?" I ask.

She just shrugged her shoulders. I face back forward. How did I end up here? What happened?

"What did I do that put me here? Do you know?" I ask her.

She shakes her head and looks downwards. "Sorry." She mumbles.

I roll my eyes. I guess I have to ask someone else like Yoko or Wens. The door in front of me swings open quickly as I stare at it in shock. I squint, the figure surely is blurry.

"Enid?" I hear from my right side.

I turn my head around to find Yoko standing next to me. "Yoko!" I exclaim as she pulls me in for a hug.

I hug back tightly. "I'm happy you're awake." She mumbles into my shoulder.

I grin. I feel Yoko pull away. Maybe she can answer my questions. "Yoko, what happened?" I ask firmly.

Her face seems to sadden. What? I raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"Come on, it's serious." She says before walking quickly out of the room. I ignore the nurse next to me as I pull the IVs out of my skin and stand up.

I lose my balance, almost falling to the floor, but I grip onto the bed. It's been a while if I can't even walk.

I straighten myself out as I shake my legs, trying to put a little bit of feeling back in them. Then, I ran out the door to chase after Yoko.

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The car ride seemed long and it was awfully quiet. I was too scared to say anything. Wait, me? Scared? Of Yoko? The fuck?

The car pulls into Nevermore and she quickly gets out. I open the door, stumbling out of the car and running after Yoko. I ignore the stares I get from other students as I walk up the steps.

I trip on the last step as Yoko quickly helps me up and gets me away from everyone. We arrive in front of my dorm. What's so important in here that she had to drag me all the way from the hospital to here?

Yoko stares at me as I stare at the door. "You ready?" She asks once I finally look at her.

"For what?" I exclaim in worry.

What's so important behind this door!? Yoko takes a deep breath before slowly opening the door. She pushes the door open and stands aside for me to walk in.

Once I take a step, I shudder. Something's wrong here. I didn't notice it yet. What is it...?

My head turns to Wednesday's side of the room as my heart stops. Before I know it, I'm kneeling down next to the girl, holding her head in my arms, blood covering my hands and clothes.

"Wednesday!" I cry out. I try to shake her awake.

"Wednesday! Wake up!" I cry out again.

My tears fall onto the girl's face, glistening in the light. Blood continues to seep out from the side of her head as I notice a gun lying on the floor a couple of feet away.

Did she... kill herself?

Why?

"Wednesday!" I yell out through sobs. "Please come back, Wednesday!" I choke out.

I lift the girl's head and bury it in my chest as I cry. My fingers run through her hair. It's not as soft and smooth as it always is. Why did this have to happen?

Wednesday, please come back to me. Please. I didn't even notice that Yoko had left the dorm. I don't bother to care. The love of my life... is gone.

I pull her face back away from my chest as I look at her. I wish I could see those dark eyes one last time. The way they softened every time she looked at me. The way they would rapidly move back and forth after we pulled away from a kiss.

I touch my lips to hers one last time. They're cold and dry, and not warm and smooth like they always are.

"Fuck!" I yell out as I dig my head into her chest. My tears stain her shirt.

The blood is beginning to dry on my hands. My hands move to her face as I rub my thumb over her cheeks.

"I fucking miss you," I whisper through tears.

I hear a clicking sound behind me as I whip my head around. Yoko stands there with a gun pointed at me.

I furrow my eyebrows at her. "What the fuck?" I say quietly.

I look into her eyes, but her eyes show nothing. Not a single sign of any kind of emotion.

"Wake up," Yoko says before pulling the trigger.

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