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You were a student at Nevermore Academy; a gorgon, to be exact. You hung around Xavier and Ajax, as the latter was your younger brother. So, when the two boys (mainly Xavier) began to show an interest in the mysterious new goth girl, you just had to see what the hype was about. So during one of your shared classes, you passed her a note:
"Hey, newbie."
She... crumpled up the note and threw it back at you. You didn't give up hope though, passing more notes and little doodles to her. Eventually she gave in and responded.
"What do you want."
"To be your friend, obviously."
She rolled her eyes, but kept talking to you anyways. It was strange at first-- you'd come up to her and follow her around like a lost puppy. That's how you got roped in to her whole "monster mystery solving" thing. She dragged you on many dangerous missions to uncover the truth. However, you never backed out, and she seemed to admire that. In her own special Wednesday way, of course.
After a while, you two formed a bond. It was weird, since she isn't one to outwardly show her affections, but you assumed she cared. So, you shot your shot. You began flirting with her relentlessly. She pretended to be completely oblivious, and you bought it. You genuinely thought she didn't know, or just didn't reciprocate the feelings. But you wouldn't stop until you got a definitive answer.
So when she asked you out, it really threw you for a loop.
"I accept, (Y/n)." She said one day out of the blue. You stopped dead in your tracks, causing her to stop as well and look back at you. "I- uh-... What?" you asked in confusion. "I know you have... feelings for me. It is... mutual." she said, although she had to force the last sentence out. She hated showing any emotion. A look of realization appeared on your face, and you beamed at her. "I- cool! I uh- I can't believe that my new girlfriend is Wednesday Adda-" "Shut it before I reconsider." she said with an icy glare. You quickly shut your mouth, the grin never leaving your face as you nodded enthusiastically and gave her a thumbs up.
And that's the start of your relationship with Wednesday.
You would visit her in her dorm whenever you could, listening to her play her cello or watch her write her novel. You even gave her a few pointers while she was writing. Sometimes she'd come back to yours, when Ajax wasn't there (you guys were not just brothers, but roommates). Slowly, your relationship grew. She began showing small displays of affection. She would give you gifts; tarot cards, rings, chains, stuffed animals, anything like that. You would occasionally hold hands as you walked her to some of her classes. Whenever she was at your dorm, you two would cuddle as you watched shows on your laptop. You would explain every little detail if it was your current hyperfixation. She'd do the same, with true crime. Within a few weeks you could name several serial killers and their lives because of her. Sometimes you could swear you'd see the corners of her mouth twitch up.
What really took you by surprise was when she kissed you. You were in your dorm, playing video games as she watched with interest. "Hey-- can you look at me for a second." she said, in her usual expressionless tone. You looked over at her, an eyebrow raised in confusion. Suddenly, her thin cold hands grabbed your face firmly, and her lips met yours. Your eyes widened, and you gently held her face. She pulled away, looking even more surprised than you did. You saw the slightest hint of color flush her pale face. She looked away, her arms crossed. "I... I love... you." she said, and it seemed like a struggle to get them out. "I love you too..." you said breathlessly. She refused to look back at you, but the corners of her lips twitched upwards. "Hey... can you look at me?" you asked her. She slowly looked back over to you, and immediately you crashed your lips in to hers. She kissed back eagerly. And that would be the start of many kisses to come.
It was now later in the year. You had been dating for a bit over a month now. You had asked her on your first date; a movie was coming out at Jericho's small theater that you think she'd like. It was a horror movie, so of course she would be in to it. You two went to it, getting seats near the top of the dark theater. Her head found its way to your shoulder, and your arm wrapped around her. She let out an exhale that could've been a laugh as you shoveled popcorn in to your mouth. You made little comments and cracked jokes quietly as you both watched with interest. She let out another laugh-like exhale, throwing a piece of popcorn at your face. "Would you shut up for two seconds? I am trying to watch this. I will be the killer if you do not shut your mouth." she said in frustration. You know she meant no real hostility or aggression at this-- you'd know if she did. Plus, that small almost-smile was still on her face. You laughed quietly, shrugging. "Sure. You're the boss, love." you replied, and she shushed you with a finger to your lips. You swore you saw that small flush come back to her cheeks in the dim light.
The two month mark was approaching in your relationship, and you were stressed. You had been loaded with work and participation in your extracurricular activities. You hadn't had much time to talk to Wednesday-- your sleep schedule was a mess, and you simply didn't have the energy. It was taking a toll on your relationship. She had came to your door, late at night. You had just finished some school work when you heard the knock at the door. You saw her, and smiled softly. "We need to talk." She said simply. Your smile wavered, but you let her in. "Sure... what's up?" this was unlike her. She never expressed her emotions unless absolutely necessary. So this must be serious. She sighed, stiffly sitting down on your bed. "I... feel like you're... not putting as much effort in to this relationship as I am. You barely talk to me as of late. I need... you... to return that... energy." she managed to say, staring blankly at a wall. You fidgeted with your hands, spinning one of the fidget rings she had given you a few weeks ago. "Yeah, of course, I've just been super busy, but I'll try and make more time for you." You said, blinking a few times. She glanced at you and nodded. "Thank you." she said simply, getting up and leaving your dorm. You stood there for a few seconds, that pit of dread in your stomach. But you knew what you were going to do; you would make a bigger effort for Wednesday.
A few days have passed. You have tried to talk to Wednesday, passing her notes in class and talking to her whenever you saw her around Nevermore.
"I reallyyy don't wanna go to my stupid band performance :( I'm so tired right now."
"That sucks."
You frowned, looking down as you fidgeted with that same ring again. She seemed to be a lot more dry recently. You had tried to ask if she was okay, but always got an "I'm fine" in response.
Afterwards, you had tried to speak to her, but she was physically ghosting you. She deliberately asked you not to sit with her in classes. Whenever you'd go to hang out with her, Enid, and Xavier, she would make Enid sit between you too. She was growing more and more distant and it was scaring the shit out of you.
The next day however, you were out in Jericho, looking for something to give your mom for her birthday. That's when you saw it; a small stuffed raven and a small tin box. Your eyes lit up-- this is how you can show Wednesday that you care! You purchased the box and raven, as well as the goofiest taxidermy ferret you could find and your girlfriend's favorite snacks. The tin was overly pink with unicorns in the shape of a heart-- you planned to paint it to make the unicorns gothic and skeletal. The ferret was a little clown with its mouth wide open. They were the silliest things, but they might bring a smile to her face. You brought them back to your dorm and began working.
As soon as you finished the gift you excitedly went over to Wednesday's dorm and knocked on the door. The familiar blank face greeted you, and you grinned. "I got you the goofiest little gifts!" you said excitedly. Her gaze flickered between you and the tin box, letting out a small "mhm". She looked up at you. "I don't want it, you can keep it." she said flatly, and your smile started to fall. "Oh um... alright-" and she closed the door on your face. You blinked away the tears that had began to form in your eyes. You walked back to your dorm, eyes vacant as you got lost in your own thoughts.
Two days later, you went back to class Wednesday didn't speak a word to you the entire time. However, right as the class ended, she handed you a note and walked away. You glance around, before walking back to your dorm room. You nervously fidget with the folded up piece of paper, sitting down on the edge of the bed. You opened it, reading the words on the page with great care.
"I wrote this letter to say that I think we should break up. During the time where we weren't speaking to each other, I started to think. And I realized that I may not have ever loved you. We seemed more of friends. It felt more like a friends with benefits type of situation. I think I actually may have dated you out of pity. So, I would like to discontinue our relationship. Whether I ever did love you is a mystery, so I guess we'll never know."
Your breath hitched. Your hands balled, crumpling the paper and ripping it. You felt your bottom lip tremble and that familiar put of dread settle in your stomach. You felt the tears fill your eyes and fall down your cheeks, as a lump formed in your throat. You let out a shaky laugh of disbelief. You choked back a sob, your arms wrapping around your stomach as you rocked slightly. Your laugh grew louder. "Really, Wednesday? You couldn't have told me in person?! You-- you dated me out of PITY? Really?! I knew you were a bit strange but I didn't know you were..." you yelled to no one in particular, mostly at a loss for words. You laughed again, but it quickly devolved into ugly and loud sobbing.
You made sure to get your schedule changed immediately. You only talked to your friends when Wednesday wasn't around. You tried to completely cut her from your life. That is, until Ajax walked up to you. His expression was worried, and hesitant. He looked down at his hands, beginning to fidget. I guess the fidgeting is just a thing in your family, huh? "Hey uh... (Y/n)?" he asked slowly, looking at you. You rolled over in your bed to look at him. You let out a small grunt, which he took as an "okay" to continue. "So... Wednesday wanted me to ask... why you've been avoiding her...?" You let out an angry huff, rolling back over in your bed. He gave you a sympathetic smile and a pat on the shoulder.
The next day you found a note under your door.
"No response? Wow. I was actually trying to be nice. Bye I guess."
Signed Wednesday fucking Addams.
You let out an angry growl, crumpling the paper and throwing it across the room. You hyperventilate, your breathing coming out in ragged gasps. You wrapped your arms around your legs as you rested your head against your knees. You sobbed loudly, your choked noises sounding pitiful to your own ears. Your thoughts were spiraling, and only one thought came to your mind; you wanted to die.
Sadly, you still had to attend your classes the next day. During the free the school had, you went to the library instead of where your friends usually hung out. Wednesday would surely be there, and you did not want to deal with that.
You were on your phone, listening to music when your brother walked in. He sat down next to you, tapping your shoulder and motioning for you to take your headphones off. You obliged, looking at him with dull eyes. You felt exhausted.
He cleared his throat, looking down. "I uh... just thought you should know... Wednesday and the others are... um... talking shit about you." He said quietly. He knew you were fragile right now, but you still deserved to know. You let out a bitter scoff, resting your head on your knees as you stared ahead. You were truly speechless now.
That night you had alone-- Ajax was at Xavier's dorm, in an attempt to give you space. You rested your head against the wall, exhaling smoke from your lips. You watched it rise and then disappear, a sad smile on your face. The joint was loosely held between your fingers, small wisps of smoke coming from the end. You felt your brain fog; your whole body feels light and tingly now. Your half lidded and now dilated eyes stared upwards, not focusing on anything in particular. You lazily pressed a bloody rag to the long slashes across your wrists and thighs. A dry chuckle escapes your lips.
"I will never love a girl again."