Wednesday

Wednesday's POV

It was Christmas. I came back to Addams manor and I brought Enid with me.

Well, it was more complicated than that.

After that night, the relationship with Enid had turned... undefined. In front of everyone, we acted like we did before, when we were in our room, Thing was usually there, too. Then, there were the times Things was wandering around with the guys, exploring the basement, looking for other secret passages and hidden rooms.

Those were the moments Enid and I shared all alone, doing...things. And they never lasted enough long.

One day, when the guys were talking about what they were going to do for Christmas, Enid said she would come back to San Francisco. She didn't seem happy about it so, when we came back in our room, I asked her what was wrong. Enid told me that Christmas was usually a sad day for her. She didn't have a family to spend the holidays with so she spent the holidays with the other werewolves families. She always felt left out, tho.

She told me the story with her usual sad smile. I hated it.

I couldn't bear the idea of Enid feeling left out so I invited her at spending Christmas at my home.

And now, she was here. At my house. With my family.

I didn't thought about the consequences of my actions when I invited her. I didn't think about the consequences when I'm with Enid.

Ughhhh. Feelings made people stupid.

Still, I never felt so good in my all life like when I was with her. Not even torturing Pugsley, activity Enid didn't enjoy as much as me - like hanging my brother upside down till his face didn't turn red and looking at him wiggle out of the rope wasn't fun.

My parents didn't ask me question about the reason I invited Enid. They welcomed her like she was a member of the family.

I still had to deal with our indefinite relationship. So I presented her like "my roomate". I felt Enid tended next to me at the sound of that words but I didn't have any idea of what we were. If this was something or just a hobby. That thought hurted more than I would like to admit.

Enid was an amazing guest. She followed my grandmother in the greenhouse, helping her find the erbs for her potions, made experiment with Uncle Fester and Pugsley, that ended up with explosions, talked with Mother and started learning fencing by Father. She even started talking with Lurch, teaching him all about K-Pop.

I felt like a watcher. Looking how good Enid was and how my family appreciated her made me proud. It also made me realize how... happy? I'd be to present her like my girlfriend.

Still, I couldn't do it. I didn't know if we were in that kind of relatonship and now that I called her "my roomate" she probably thought I didn't want to be in a relationship with her.

I was torturing myself with this thoughts when I heard a rustle behind me.

My mother was there. Her long, dark hair, so similar to mine, the same black of the satin dress she was wearing.

- Sorry, Wednesday. I didn't mean to the disturb you - she said, putting the bouquet of black roses in her hands in a vase. I shook my head and shrugged.

- Somethings bothering you, darling? - she asked me, sitting in the chair next to me.

I never knew how could she read me so easily. I was sat in the greenhouse with a grimoire in front of me, I could easily be mistaken for someone absorbed by the reading. That was the plan. But Morticia Addams was the kind of mother able to read their children's mind. Maybe she could, I mean she could talk with ghosts. Maybe she sent them behind me and they told her about everything I did at school.

God, please no.

I just realized what the ghosts might have seen.

- No, Mother - I said, ignoring my thoughts.

- Is this about Enid? - she asked, tilting her head. She knew?

- What about her? - I asked her back, still trying to hide my thoughts.

My mother smiled. - Dear, you know I'm your mother, right? You can't hide things like that from me.

She definitely knew.

- What are we talking about? - I asked her, still refusing to admit my feelings with her.

- Your feelings for your "roomate" - she said, crossing her arms on her chest. - I'm pretty sure your interest is reciprocated - she said. Like it was normal to talk about feelings. Like it was normal to feel them.

- I know they are reciprocated - I told her. At this point, pretending I didn't know what she was talking about was meaningless.

- So? Why is she still just your roomate? - My mother had the ability of asking the question I didn't have a response for but I needed to answer out loud.

- 'Cause I never told her how I feel about her - I told her. - I don't think I have the ability to love someone. Not like you and Father. I barely can handle the feeling, I don't think I'll ever be able to say that three words out loud to someone - I said all in one breath. I realized the truth of my words only when they left my mouth. My fear of loving someone in the wrong way.

- Oh, darling - my mother said, moving one of my braids behind my shoulder. - There isn't only one way to love someone. Your father and I have our ways. We show eachother love with small gestures. He kisses my arms and I fence with him everytime he asks. You don't have to respect any standard 'cause there aren't.

She stood up and left a kiss on my hair. - Remember. You can't control your feelings, just your actions. And I have the feeling Enid deserves an action.

She left me there, with this words.

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It was December 27th. The next day would be my birthday.

Enid wasn't so happy to find out my birthday in this way but she didn't hesitate to help Lurch decorating the dining room and making the cake. A pink cake. With bats and spider weebs made of black glaze.

I didn't know why she needed to make it pink.

It was half past midnight. My family was in the cemetery behind the house, un-burying my birthday present - a white gold ring still on the fingers of Aunt Ophelia.

- What are you doing? - Enid said, standing next to me in front of the window in the study. I wasn't surprised she found me. Apperently one of the advantages of having Enid imprinted on me was that she would always found her way to me. That made me feel special.

- I had something to tell you - I said, deciding to solve this matter before my birthday.

- Mmmm? - she asked me.

- Do you remember I presented you to my family as "my roomate"? - I asked her, trying to gain enough time so my mind would elaborate a reasonable subject.

Enid froze next to me. - Yes, and I understood - she said, looking at the graves out the window.

She understood?

- What exactly did you understand? - I asked her, looking at her reflection in the glass.

- You don't see me as your girlfriend. I get it. I'm just your roomate and you like doing some things with me - she breathed out. - It was my fault to think we were something. You never said that.

Wait, what? No. No. NO.

- I didn't mean that - I tried to say.

- What? That I mean nothing to you? You didn't ...

- NO! - I interrupted her. - You're not that. - I said decisive.

- Then what are we? Just roomates? Solving-crimes-friends? What am I to you? - she asked me, a tear on slipping on her cheek.

I moved before realize. Like it always happened with Enid. Now my hand was on her cheek, stopping that tear.

- You are the only mystery worth solving - I whispered. I had to tell her how I felt, otherwise I would condamned both of us. I could endure the pain but I couldn't let her suffer 'cause of my actions. - Enid, I'm not like you. I don't know if I ever tell you how I feel like people usually do. Using the L-word. What I can tell you is that, if I was the last person on this planet and I could choose to save someone and spend the rest of my days with them, that person would be you.

It wasn't an "I love you" but it explained how I felt best.

Enid was looking at me with her big, gray eyes. She had a sigh.

- You would spend the rest of your days with me? - she asked me, her smile back on her lips.

I snorted, trying to hide how good seeing her smile made me feel.

- Yes, but if you tell anyone, I'll deny - I replyed.

The clock signed midnight. It was December 28th. My birthday.

- I know you don't like your birthday - Enid told me, after the bells stopped ringing. - 'Cause you don't like living... or people. But I'm really happy you were born.

I blinked. My mother words came back to my mind.

"You can't control your feelings, just your actions".

She was right. I couldn't control my feelings. But I could do something. I could kiss Enid.

And that's exactly what I did.

I pulled her in and kissed her thinking of how much I loved her and how I never thought I could experience that amount of feelings for anyone.

Enid proved me wrong. Even Wednesday Addams could fall in love.

My first and best present birthday's present for my 19th year of existence was kissing Enid.

Or it would be if I didn't hear a "ughhh" coming out of Pugsley's mouth.

I interrupted the kiss with Enid and turned aside just to find out my entire family was looking at us.

Shit, I thought.

Then I looked at my mother and my father. They were both smiling. Happy I was happy. The same smile was painted on Uncle Fester and Grandma's face. Pugsley looked disgusted. But that wasn't a problem. After burying him alive, I wouldn't be able to see his stupid face. Even Lurch seemed satisfied, with Thing clapping on his shoulder.

Was I that obviously in love?

I turned to Enid. Her cheeks were pink and she was looking akwardly at the floor. She never looked so beautiful in my eyes.

I took her hand in mine and cleaned my throat.

- Family, I would like to present you my girlfriend, Enid - I announced. - If any of you - I said, looking in Pugsley's eyes - will bother her, I'll kill them and no one will find their dead body.

I saw my brother turned pale and a grin appeared on my face.

- In that case - my father said. - Welcome in the Addams Family, Enid.

Enid squeezed my hand and smiled. - Happy to be here - she replied.

- It's time for the cake, then - Grandma said, and Lurch left the room just to come back a few seconds later with my black and pink - focus on the black part - cake.

The candles were lighted up. I looked at my family. Their smiles. The pride in my parents' eyes. And I turned off the candles.

Don't worry. I didn't ask to be like that forever. Just 'cause I had a girlfriend, it didn't mean I magically became a hopeless romantic.

I asked to be buried in the grave next Enid's one.

And if any of you come to me telling me "Awwww, so you could spend the rest of the eternity together?!" you better know I know where you live. And I know the monster that live under your bed. So... Be careful...