You push open the big, brown, wooden doors that led to the infirmary, making your way inside.
The infirmary was quite big. Hospital like beds placed around the room on both sides, privacy curtains attached to the metal railing above the beds. On the left side of the beds were patient monitors. These monitors would show the heart rate, blood pressure and body temperature of a person.
You take a good look around, noticing that the infirmary was well equipped for whatever injury an outcast could have, major or minor, it didn't matter. You were pretty sure that your mother had gotten the equipment in here upgraded after last year's incidents.
As you gaze around the room, you notice that almost all of the beds were empty, except one.
In one of the beds, that was placed in the corner close to one of the big windows, laid Enid. The monitor next to her was beeping softly to the sound of her heart rate. A nurse was working on the wounds on her face, cleaning them carefully. She had blonde hair tied up in a high ponytail, a slim figure, bright blue eyes, some freckles on her face and a tan, olive like skin tone. She seemed to be in her mid 30s.
As Enid lets out a loud hiss, the nurse stops in her tracks for a second."Easy now, I know it hurts. But it's already done." She says to Enid, giving her a small smile before putting band aid on the wounds. This way the wounds would be covered and less likely to get infected."Alright, that should do it for now. You're going to have to stay here for a few more hours. Just to rest." She then said, looking down at Enid before collecting the materials she had used to clean the wounds.
Enid watched the nurse closely, letting out a soft, relieved sigh when she said that she was done."Thank you, Ms. Clark." She said softly, returning a smile. She was still in pain though, due to the throw against the wall she had three badly bruised ribs and a light concussion. But she wasn't complaining, she was thankful that that was all. It could've been worse. She gives Ms. Clark a nod before she changes her gaze to you. She didn't notice you walking in just a couple of minutes earlier."Hey!" She said with a small smile on her face.
Ms. Clark looks at Enid for a few more seconds before walking away from her, walking to the bin and throwing the used materials in there. She gives you a small smile."You should get that cut checked out. I have to write a few things down, after that, I'll take a look at it." She said before she went to work on some paperwork at the medical office area that was in the infirmary. She had to write this incident with Enid down, the details about her injuries, she medicines she would get for the pain and her road to recovery.
As you watch Enid and Ms. Clark, you sigh in relief. Thank god she's okay. You then look at Ms. Clark as she speaks to you, returning a smile."Oh really it's nothing." You say, nodding your head."But if you insist, okay. Thank you." You add, shrugging your shoulders before changing your gaze to Enid."Hey, Enid." You say with a soft tone in your voice, walking up to the bed she was lying in. You then sit down on the chair that was placed next to it."How are you feeling?"
Enid watched you get closer and tried to sit up. She then lets out a soft groan because sitting up hurt a bit.
You notice Enid struggling with sitting up so you get up again, leaning over, helping her carefully before sitting back down and watching her closely.
"Thank you for not letting me struggle." She said and lets out a soft chuckle."And thank you for coming." She adds, giving you a smile before leaning her back against the headboard of the bed."I feel okay. Apparently I have three badly bruised ribs and a light concussion." She nods her head and rests her hands on top of the duvet.
You give her a smile and nod your head before letting out a soft chuckle as well."No need to thank me." You lean forward a bit, cacking a small smirk."I have to admit, it would be amusing to watch you struggle like that though." You joke."But... You've been through enough today already." You add before crossing one leg over the other."I'm glad you're okay. I worried sick about you, Enid." A slight tone of concern in your voice could be heard."You didn't deserve this. I will find out who did this to you and make them pay." You say with now a more threatening tone in your voice. You meant every word of it. You were going to find out who did this to Enid and make them pay, one way or another.
You've always thought that your urge for vengeance was one of your better qualities but your mother would disagree though. Sometimes you're revenge plots were a bit... Extreme.
Enid listens closely while looking at you, frowning a bit. She didn't like the idea of you wanting to get revenge on the person who did this to her. She wasn't really a vengeful person herself, so of course she didn't like it. Plus, she didn't want anyone else to get hurt."Look, I'm sure principal Weems is all over this. I appreciate you wanting to help me but maybe you should leave it to Nevermore's sta-" She gets interrupted by Wednesday who she clearly didn't hear come into the infirmary.
"Yes. We will find out who did this to you. And make them pay." Wednesday's dark and cold voice comes through. She stood in front of the doors that led in and out of the infirmary, arms crossed while keeping her eyes on Enid."I'm making this my personal mission." She adds, walking closer to the two of you before glancing over at you.
As you hear Wednesday's voice, you gaze over at her. Taking in the beautiful sight. She was still dressed in her black fencing gear, only now she had her backpack with her. You didn't know what it was but something about her, the way she speaks, her looks, it was intriguing. She pulled you in and you hated yourself for letting it happen, over and over.
As you watch Wednesday, your mind wanders off to what happened in the corridor earlier. Her pinning you against the wall, the way she was so close to you, face to face, staring right into your soul. She made you feel very turned on to say the least. You couldn't help but wonder what Wednesday would be like in a much more... different setting.
Here you were, in Wednesday and Enid's dorm room. Pressed and pinned against the door by Wednesday, one hand wrapped around your throat while another hand holds your waist.
"Are you sure you can handle me?" Wednesday whispers in your ear, her cold and dark voice echoing through your ears."Because I don't think you can." She hums, slowly moving her hand that was on your waist down, sliding it under your skirt, to your inner right thigh, her nails caressing the skin that was now exposed to her.
The moment she whispers in your ear, you feel a shiver go down your spine. You wanted this so badly. As you look at the piercing dark brown eyes in front of you, staring at you, you bite your lip softly."I can handle you." You quickly say."I've wanted you for so long." You add, locking your eyes on hers. When you feel her nails caressing the skin of, your now exposed to her, inner right thigh you let out a soft hum.
Wednesday locks her eyes on yours, she loved how desperately you needed her to touch you right now."I don't do soft. Let that be a warning." She purrs, giving you a small smirk while moving her hand up your inner thigh, in between your legs. Her other hand still wrapped around your throat.
"I don't care. I don't want you to go soft on me. I want you to be rough. Please." You plead, watching her with pleading eyes. The fact that she was teasing you like this only made the longing for her touch worse. You wanted her right here, right now.
Wednesday moves her hand to your panties, rubbing your clit over the fabric, using two fingers. She lets out a satisfied hum when she felt how wet you were for her."It's endearing that you think you have a choice." She says, a husky tone in her voice. She leans forward and placed her lips on your neck, her fingers picking up the pace, rubbing your clit faster.
You let out a loud moan the moment you feel her touching you.
You snap back to reality when you hear Enid's voice. What the hell was I just thinking about? Trying to ignore the rising feeling of arousal between your legs, you clear your throat and gaze over at Enid.
"Wednesday, hi." She said with slight excitement in her voice, she always loved to see her bestie. And the fact that Wednesday was here while Enid was injured and in the infirmary, showed her that Wednesday did care for her. Even if she would never admit it herself."Thank you for coming." She adds and gives her a smile. She then let out a sigh, knowing that Wednesday was very serious about getting revenge."No. This counts for the both of you. No investigating and revenge plots. Please." She practically whines, looking at the both of you.
As you were about to open your mouth to protest, Wednesday speaks up.
"Enid. Revenge plots are my thing. I have it all planned out already. I'm going to make them hurt ten times more than they hurt you. You can't stop me. You know this, so stop trying." She deadpans, her arms still crossed while she kept her piercing eyes on Enid. It was true, she had it all planned out already. She knew exactly what she was going to do to the person who did this to Enid. Torture would be too easy."Thing is already sharpening my personal weapon collection." She simply nods.
Before Enid even had the chance to fight what Wednesday was saying, you speak up.
Revenge plots are her thing? Didn't think we would have something in common. "Even though it pains me to say this, I have to agree with Wednesday on this one, Enid. Whoever did this to you, should get punished. If we have to wait till Nevermore's staff has this figured out, god knows how long it's going to take." You say, a serious tone in your voice."I'm not going to wait that long. I like a good mystery, especially if it involves revenge. So this is my kind of mystery." Nodding your head, you gaze over at Wednesday who was watching you with a... captivated look. She seemed to be pleasantly surprised.
Wednesday watched you closely, observing you for a second. The fact that you were going for sweet revenge intrigued her. It didn't take away her suspicions on you though, she still had the feeling you knew more about the attack on Enid."So it's settled then. We are going to find out who did this." She nods her head before cracking a small smirk. This would be the perfect cover to keep her eye on you, find out more about you and maybe... play with you a little.
You look aside at Wednesday, raising an eyebrow."I guess we are." You say, shrugging your shoulders. Even though you weren't looking forward to another project with Wednesday Addams, you knew you wanted to do this for Enid, even though she didn't even seem to want this herself.
"No!" Enid whines before letting out a frustrated sigh."You two are unbelievable. If I didn't know any better, I would think you two are perfectly made for one another. With all your dark humor, revenge plotting and violent ideas." She adds, crossing her arms, looking at the both of you.
You let out a scoff followed by an awkward cough when Enid says this."Addams? Me? Made for one another? God, no." You scoff and shake your head. There's no way in hell me and Wednesday Addams would ever end up together. Not. A. Chance.
"Well, I sure do have a type do I? A psychotic serial killing monster is one of them. So, the revenge plotting, violent daughter of the principal who happens to be a shapeshifter and has a sense of dark humor wouldn't be a surprise either." She deadpans, shrugging her shoulders. Gazing over at you, she couldn't help but feel satisfied with the look you had on your face right now.
As you stare at Wednesday you couldn't believe what you had just heard. Did she just say I am her type? You clear your throat and glare at her."You should be lucky I'm not a psychotic serial killing monster. Else' I think you'd be shredded to pieces already." You scowl before looking back at Enid who was clearly fed up with you two at the moment.
Enid lets lout a deep sigh, watching the both of you bickering. She then recalls a specific thing she had just heard Wednesday say. The principal's daughter?! "Wait, you're principal Weems' daughter?" She asks, looking over at you. She seemed to be very surprised by this.
You couldn't believe Wednesday had just spilled your secret to Enid. Well, actually you could believe it. It's not a surprise. It wouldn't take long for Enid to find out anyway since everyone in your fencing class knew now. You were pretty sure the word had already been spread amongst the students.
You glare at Wednesday for a few seconds before you look back at Enid and nod your head."Yes. I am." You simply say and shrug."I was going to tell you eventually but this-" You point your finger at Wednesday."damn cockroach over here, ruined that for me." You add and let out an annoyed sigh.
"Please, flattery will get you nowhere." Wednesday deadpans, clearly unimpressed with your insult. She gazes over at you before changing her gaze back to Enid."Moving on from this monotonous subject-" She says, clearly not interested in the bickering between you two."It's settled then, me and Weems are going to figure out who did this to you." She nods, making sure Enid is aware of the fact that she's not going to let this go.
You roll your eyes at Wednesday as you listen to her words."Flattery? You wish." You scoff before changing your gaze to Enid.
Enid watched the both of you, once again, bicker. She noticed the tension between the two of you but she wasn't sure if it was good or bad. But she did notice it was there."I am going to ignore the fact that you didn't tell me this sooner. Only because you've been a good friend to me so far." She says with a soft tone in her voice, looking over at you before giving you a small smile.
As the two of you keep pushing the whole revenge thing to her, she then lets out a frustrated sigh."Okay, you know what? Do it. Go ahead." She says, holding both her hands up in frustration, looking at you."Go solve this mystery. I know I can't stop you." She says with a serious tone in her voice, before changing her gaze to Wednesday."And I'm definitely not going to be able to stop you. Not even in my werewolf form." She adds before shrugging her shoulders. She then rubs her forehead, her headache clearly acting up again.
You listen to what Enid was saying, still annoyed with Wednesday at this point."You know now. So. It doesn't define me though. Just so you know." You say, referring to her now knowing you're a Weems. You shrug and then nod you head, giving her a smile before looking aside at Wednesday for a second. You give her another glare before looking back at Enid."You're right. There's no stopping us from getting to the bottom of this. But thank you nonetheless." You let out a soft grin and nod your head."Maybe you should rest now. My mom will be here soon to visit you. I'm sure she wants to hear what happened." You say as you notice Enid rubbing her forehead. Concussions are no joke.
Wednesday watched Enid finally agree to her revenge plot, not that she ever had a say in it anyway, giving her a nod."Perfect." She deadpans and looks aside at you for a second, noticing the glare you were giving her."Apparently you'll be spending a lot more time with me, Weems." She adds, letting her arms now rest alongside her body before changing her gaze back to Enid."Rest, Enid. I'll see you back in our dorm later." She said before turning away from the both of them, making her way to the doors, pushing them open and leaving the infirmary.
Enid listens to your words and gives you a small smile."You're welcome, I guess. It's not like I had a choice." She joked and chuckled softly."Yes, I have the worst headache right now. I should rest." Nodding her head, she slowly changes her sitting position, lying back down. She then lets out a soft groan before changing her gaze to Wednesday."Thank you for coming-" She looks over to you."Thank you both for coming to visit." She says, a tone of gratitude in her voice, She then watches Wednesday leave the infirmary before changing her gaze to you again."Don't forget to get that cut checked out." She gives you a friendly wink.
You watch Enid, giving her a sympathetic look when she groans out in pain."No need to thank me, Enid. Really. You're my friend." You say, a soft tone in your voice. You then change your gaze to Wednesday and roll your eyes at her snarky comment."I look forward to it." You snark back at her before watching her leave and changing your gaze back to Enid."I will get it checked out right now. You go rest. I'll see you again soon." You say while getting up from the chair you were sitting on. You give her another smile before waving at her and making your way to the medical office area where Ms. Clark was sitting, working on the paperwork still.
"Ms. Clark? I'm here to get that cut looked at." You say, giving her a smile as she looks up from her paperwork, looking over at you.
"Ah, yes. Take a seat." She says, nodding her head over at the seat across from the desk she was sitting on.
You give her a nod and make your way over to the chair, sitting down. You thought this wasn't really necessary but you knew if you didn't get the cut looked at, your mother would eventually whine about it."It's nothing too major really. It's just a simple cut." You say, shrugging your shoulders as you watch Ms. Clark get the materials she needed to clean the cut.
She grabs two sterile cotton balls, a wet soft cloth, band aid and sterile saline from one of the cabinets. She then makes her way back to you while listening to your words."Even a simple cut needs to be looked at and treated." She gives you a smile before nodding her head. She looks at the cut real quick before grabbing another chair, placing it in front of you before sitting down. She then puts some of the sterile saline fluid on one of the sterile cotton balls before looking back at you."This might sting a bit." She says as she then carefully dabs the cotton ball on the wound.
The moment the, with sterile saline fluid covered cotton ball, touches your skin, you let out a loud hiss. You look at Ms. Clark and laugh softly."That indeed did sting." You joke and give her a smile.
Ms. Clark lets out a soft laugh."I warned you." She said, looking at you for a second. She then continues cleaning the cut carefully before putting a band aid on it to make sure it doesn't get infected."There. All done." She gives you another nod before gathering the materials she used and standing up from the chair she was sitting on."You're free to go. Make sure to keep that cut covered up with band aid. Just so it doesn't get infected. It's quite a deep cut." She says as she walks over to the bin, throwing away the used materials.
You watch Ms. Clark as you get up from your sitting position, giving her a smile."I will. Thank you. Have a good day, Ms. Clark." You say before leaving the medical office area and walking to the big doors that led out of the infirmary. You look over your shoulder at Enid who was now deep asleep, you crack a small smile before leaving the infirmary.
Making your way out of the infirmary and back into the corridor, you notice Wednesday, standing still, staring down at her phone and typing somewhat... Aggressively? You glance over but decide to leave her be.
You walk past her, thinking about the fact that you'd be going to investigate Enid's attack with her. Which meant that you were going to be spending a lot more time with her.
This was going to be torture.
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As Wednesday made her way back into the corridor, which wasn't as crowded with students as before, she felt her phone buzz in her backpack. She truly hated that thing. It made her want to poke her eyes out with a needle, most of the time. Normally she liked doing that but not if it was due to her annoyance with the phone. She couldn't believe she kept it after Xavier gave it to her last year.
All Summer long she was harassed by Enid, sending her very colorful memes. It was torture really, and not the good kind. Then there was Xavier that kept asking her every other day how she was doing. She simply replied with disturbing emojis such as a knive, a skull, or a coffin, whatever she felt like using that day. But then there were the texts of the unknown number. She referred to that number as 'her stalker'. Every now and then she would get a disturbing and threatening photo or video sent over. It usually involved a cartoon like figure of her getting a knife thrown between her eyes, a gunshot to the head, or her dead dismantled body in a coffin with her decapitated head next to it. She could appreciate the dark and twisted mind that was putting in all the work. But hiding behind a phone? Weak. Whoever the stalker was, she was going to find out eventually.
She stops in her tracks, grabbing her backpack from her shoulder and opening the zipper to the side pocket. She grabs her phone. The device was protected with a black hard case, it had a white and grey-ish skull with piercing red eyes printed on it. Her mother had gifted her this.
She unlocks the phone, looking down at the screen. Surprise, surprise. She had four unread texts from the unknown number.
04:58PM Unknown number: I can be anyone. Be afraid.
A picture of her talking to you in the fencing changing room, was attached to the text.
04:59PM Unknown number: I've got my eyes on you.
05:00PM Unknown number: And everyone around you.
Another picture popped up in the chat. It was her in the infirmary with you and Enid.
Wednesday reads the texts as they pop up in the chat. Be afraid? How cliché. She then takes a good look at the pictures that were attached to it, noticing that the pictures were taken by the stalker's point of view, just like before. She considers whether she should reply to these texts.
05:02PM Wednesday: Your threads are getting weak.
05:03PM Wednesday: Do know that I fillet the bodies of my enemies and feed them to my menagerie of pets.
05:04PM Wednesday: You don't want to be my enemy.
And with that last text send, she locked her phone before putting it back in the side pocket of her bag. She sure as hell wasn't afraid of this so called 'stalker', but she definitely was inquisitive to find out who it was. And when she does find out, she's going to interrogate this certain individual and then get her sweet revenge.
She then noticed you walking past her. She kept her eyes on you, following you with her gaze until you disappeared around the corner. Something about you kept demanding her attention, she didn't know what it was yet, but she was going to find out.
With her being your fencing tutor as well, investigating Enid's attack gave her an extra opportunity to spend more time with you.