Walls

DIFFERENT

TW: Mentions of abuse and suicide.

Enjoy everyone hope it's good. :) xxx

Just so no one is confused I will be putting * at the beginning of paragraphs to symbolize flashbacks.

Wednesday recoils as her father embraces her "my little Tormenta I will miss you so" he cries, his tears creating stains on her dress collar. She pushes him away with a cold glare "disgusting father, pull yourself together" she hisses, her gaze shift to her brother and mother, Pugsley pulls her into a tight hug 'why must everyone fucking hug me' she groans internally, she pushes Pugsley away and gives her mother a warning glare "don't worry my little scorpion I will not touch you, enjoy you time back at Nevermore and say hello to Enid for us" she smiles sweetly. Wednesday thanks her and makes her way into Nevermore academy.

Walking through the halls Wednesday ignores the looks of curiosity and horror from students, both old and new. She has no time for the petty gaze of others, and yet she finds immense pleasure in being feared by her peers, she shoots the coldest glare she can muster towards a group of new students, a tiny smirk appearing on her lips as they cower from her. A soft hand on her shoulder makes her turn quickly a dagger in her hand, her eyes widen slightly when she sees a curious Enid looking back at her "hello to you too Wednesday" she chuckles, Wednesday puts her dagger away and nods once "hello Enid" she says stoically.

Wednesday and Enid have not seen each other since the day the Addams family helped the werewolf return home. Since not a single word, letter or text was uttered between them, safe to say both are feeling quite awkward. Enid is the first to break the silence "so how was your summer?" she asks sheepishly keeping her gaze on the floor, her leg kicking nervously, Wednesday ignores the girls nervous habit "most miserable, yours?" she queries, Enid finally looks up with a small sad smile "would you believe me if I said mine as well?" Wednesday felt a small pang in her chest, she knew Enid's definition of misery was very much the opposite of her own. In a bad way.

"I believe you." She looks at the werewolf up and down briefly taking in how much she has changed in the last few months. She no longer wore a hideously bright sweater, instead she wore a baby pink crop top highlighting her abs, which is another thing Enid has abs now. She wears black jeans which is shocking because Enid has never worn black in her life and yet here, she is, her hair is still blue and red at the tips and she is wearing a leather jacket....Wednesday's leather jacket.

Wednesday's gaze takes in her face, the scars on her cheek are healed but still noticeable her gaze then travelled the wolf's stomach where her largest scar resided, Wednesday could not help but think they made her look more beautiful than she already did if that were possible. Enid seems to notice where her attention lies because she pulls the jacket over her stomach concealing the scar, she nervously clears her throat "should we get to our dorm?" Wednesday nods and silently follows her to Ophelia Hall.

"You are wearing my jacket" Wednesday states as they walk up the stairs together. Enid smiles sheepishly "oh um yeah sorry, I wanted to give it back to you and then I got cold on the way here so I put it on. I am sorry" she rambled. Wednesday raises a curious brow "why are you apologizing? It is a jacket, it's purpose is to be worn" Enid sighs chuckling softly "I know but it's your jacket and I know you don't like people touching your things" the goth rolls her eyes at the rambling wolf "Enid I gave you the jacket to wear, what did you think I wanted you to do defecate on it?" she smirks, noticing Enid's discomfort at her crudeness. 

"Did you really have to say that it's so gross!" the wolf whines, Wednesday releases a small puff of air her version of a chuckle "just making a point puppy" Enid rolls her eyes at the nickname "I am not a fucking puppy Willa" the shorter girl shoots her a glare "and that is not my name." They have both stopped walking by this point instead engaged in a tense staring match. "You have changed Enid" Wednesdays voice is quiet if it were not for Enid standing so close, she may have missed her words. She cocks her head curiously a spark of challenge in her eyes "is that good or bad?" she asks, brown orbs meet blue "I do not know."