[REQUESTS OPEN] I see it in you | Wenclair

Gun pt.2

*Ring* *Ring*

Wednesday stood up from the couch and made her way to the door. She opened it, and saw a blonde girl who was ashamed of something.

"I saw the keys in the morning," Wednesday said, allowing Michelle to step inside.

"I'm sorry mum." "It's okay, don't worry," Wednesday said, as she closed the door and faced Michelle. "It happened, and it will happen again."

"Yeah, I'm aware," Michelle said.

"How are you feeling these days?" Wednesday asked, knowing Michelle had one of her first periods these few days. And Wednesday swore she would be supportive.

"It hurts sometimes," Michelle said, throwing herself on the couch. "But I suppose it must."

"I never had any period, Michelle," Wednesday said sadly. "Since I can't have...kids."

Michelle looked up at her, confused. She knew how kids are made, and since Wednesday couldn't have kids, how did she become even alive?

"Michelle...you must realize that we look very different," Wednesday said, trying to speak softly.

Michelle knew; the giant difference in their style of clothing, and the color of their hair, and that Michelle was an athlete from a young age, while Wednesday wasn't.

"Your...real mother...the one that gave you birth was a person that was really close to me." Wednesday began. "She was just as beautiful as you are."

"Who...who was it?" Michelle asked.

"Enid Sinclair...I let you keep her last name since that would be something that she would want." Wednesday continued, sitting down beside Michelle on the couch.

"I...was happy that I had someone that would make me happy since my...high school crush has gone with someone else," Wednesday said, slightly chuckling at the end.

"Who was your crush?" "Your real mother, sweetie," Wednesday replied. "We were living in the same room for 3 years, but I fell in love with her on day one."

Michelle was stunned to hear that. Hearing her mum...well, Wednesday, having no luck in love, hurt her.

"Could...I meet that...Enid?" Michelle asked, which ignited a spark on Wednesday. Michelle didn't think of Enid as her mother...at all.

"Are...are you sure?" Wednesday asked. For some time now she was trying to find a way to Enid.

"Yes." "O-Okay," Wednesday said, grabbing Michelle's hand. "This weekend, okay?"

"Okay."

/-/-/-/

Both Michelle and Wednesday stepped out of the car, as Wednesday let Michelle practice her driving skills, and appeared in front of a building, that looked old and almost at the edge of falling.

"Michelle, we do-" "Mum," Michelle said. "I'll be fine."

She lifted her jacket slightly up, showing Wednesday the revolver strapped to her jeans. It was the same weapon that Wednesday's father gave Wednesday. And Wednesday wanted the tradition to keep going.

"Okay, I'll wait for you," Wednesday said, allowing Michelle to walk into the building, where the entrance was surrounded by old people. She remembered quickly the information she was given and ran up the stairs to the 5th floor.

She then walked through the hallway, till she found the door with '237' on it. She took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself for meeting her biological mother for the first time...in person.