《Am i finally in love》I love you wednesday
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Yoko stayed true to her word. She dragged Enid to her dorm. Wednesday heard yoko yelling at Enid from her bed.
" Enid give me your keys"
Enid was sniffling, coughing, and probably still crying.
" No yoko" Enid says sobbing. Yeah she's crying.
" You sure as hell aren't sleeping in my dorm" yoko says. " Do you even have your keys?" Yoko asks Enid.
" Yeah"
" Hand them over." Yoko demands
" No- if I don't give them to you I can't get inside" Enid says. Wednesday is hearing all of this from her bed not very bothered to move.
All of a sudden she hears a smack and Enid yelling followed with yoko saying " Give me the god damn keys" . Wednesday hears keys jingle and the door opens.
Wednesday looks at Enid who's now a mess. Her eyes are red and puffy, her nose is red, matter of fact Enids entire face was red. At the sight of Wednesday Enid tries to turn and run but is caught by the shirt by yoko.
" Wednesday talk to Enid!" yoko yelled dragging Enid inside the dorm.
" I have no desire to speak to her" Wednesday says.
" Enid explain." Yoko demands. Enid only breaks down in tears and she becomes a blubbering mess again. Enid runs to the bathroom. Yoko looks at Wednesday and sighs.
" Look I can't stay long but from what I know Xavier kissed enid and she was too scared to move. Hate Xavier not enid." Yoko walks to the door and as she steps out she tells Wednesday " And do not let her back into my dorm."
Wednesday rolls her eyes and lays back attempting to fall asleep. She only hears enid sniffling and mumbling.
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God.
Wednesday gets up from her bed and walked to the bathroom door. She sucked in a deep breath
" Enid I'm willing too..." she sighs, " Too talk" Wednesday finishes. She hears the sink running and water splashing. 'Atleast she's fixing herself ' . Wednesday thinks. The door clicks and Enid emerges.
Her face is still red and her breathing is off. Enid spoke first.
" Wednesday I'm so sorry Xavier kissed me first"
" If he kissed you then why are you saying sorry"
" Because I didn't do anything about it" Enid takes a breath. " I didn't know. One second he was cracking jokes about a stupid game and the next he kissed "
Wednesday stayed quiet.
" Wednesday I would never hurt you. " enids eyes begin to tear up again.
" I love you" Enid chokes out
Wednesday looks into Enids eyes.
" I..." Wednesday tried to say it but it just wasn't coming out.
Enid sniffles. " I understand if you don't like me anymore... just know I love you" Enid says letting tears fall.
Wednesday didn't know what to do. She stood still looking at Enid. She loved her she was just... scared. Wednesday then did something unexpected.
She hugged Enid. Wednesday actually hugged Enid. Enid immediately hugged her back. Enid cried in Wednesday's arms. When they pulled apart Wednesday put a hand on Enids cheek.
" I still like you Enid... I love you too" Wednesday says exhaling.
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Y'all this might be the end ‼️
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