《BABY. ☆ wednesday addams》four
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chapter four:
" i can defend myself well enough, thank you."
the brunettes eyebrows furrowed as she noticed he was leading her to a small cabin, isolated. the nearest cabin was at least half a mile away, and to get to this cabin you'd have to go through the dark woods. baby shivered a bit, and tears started to spring in her eyes.
he won't hurt you. he won't hurt you. he won't hurt you.
her breathing slowed as wednesday fiddled with the door knob, and opened it to reveal a cozy interior. there was a lone, king sized bed with a big, fluffy comforter in the middle of the warm wood floors. a big window adorned the wall next to the door, and a private bathroom on the other side of the cabin.
baby sat down on the only bed in the small cabin wednesday brought her to. she felt nervous. baby hated being alone with a boy, she had only ever experienced bad things from being alone with boys.
"why did you bring me here?" she asked softly as she fiddled with her fingers. he stared at her from where he stood, leaning against the wall of the cabin.
"it's my cabin." he said shortly. she frowned and met gazes with him.
"why are you alone?" she asked curiously while keeping their eyes connected. he shrugged and smiled a bit.
"i dont like people." he said truthfully. she rolled her eyes and licked her lips. she just wanted to be near him and didn't understand why. she got off his bed slowly and walked over to him, until they were standing mere inches away. wednesday's breathing halted as she grabbed one of his large hands with both of her small ones. the tingles erupted through her body as she rubbed her thumb along his palm. "do you feel that?" she whispered, raising her eyes to see his reaction.
his eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes narrowed as he stared down at their conjoined hands. he looked in pain. truth was, wednesday felt it. he felt it so much. he had to restrain himself from jumping her bones right then and there. it would be so good. but wednesday wasn't supposed to feel anything. he abruptly stood and walked over to his dresser, where he brought out a simple black tee and threw it at her. without sparing a glance at her, "put that on." he said.
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baby then realized that she had been in her soaking wet clothes the whole time. her cheeks flushed as she slipped off hers, and put on the shirt that smelt like him. it smelt like pine trees and fresh rain. he smelled fantastic. she took off her wet shorts, because the shirt swallowed her whole, and set the wet clothes on the porch.
"i need to go." he muttered and walked out of his cabin immediately. baby stayed in that position for a few minutes before walking out. her mind was racing as she analyzed what just happened. she was so stupid to think a boy could like her. she was so stupid to act like that, act so desperate. she was so stupid to trust him.
baby was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn't realize the hand covering her mouth before it happened. her eyes widened when she was shoved against a tree as a boy walked chest to chest with her. it was none other than that william boy from earlier.
"hey baby." he murmured as he looked her up and down. she wasn't wearing pants, and was in a mans oversized tee. it was a delight for william to see.
"w-william, what do you want?" she asked as he let go of her mouth, and instead grabbed ahold of her chin. he smirked a bit.
he didnt answer, but rather leaned into her lips. baby's head started to shake as she sobbed. she didn't want her first kiss to be like this. williams lips were getting closer, and closer, until he was shoved off of baby. a mop of unruly curls was on top of william, and beating him senseless. baby realized what was happening, and rushed to the pair.
"stop! wednesday! stop!" she yelled trying to grab his arms before he killed william. wednesday was strong, he didn't look it, but man could he hurt someone. wednesday kept grunting and throwing punches, william threw a few, but not enough to keep up with the dark boy.
baby threw herself in front of william, and instead wednesday punched baby. immediately, he realized what he did and leaned back, watching as her eyes watered. it hurt so bad, wednesday threw a good punch.
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she ignored the pain and stood up to grab wednesdays hand, and lead him to his cabin. she left william, not forgetting to blackmail him, before continuing forward. no one said a thing as baby led wednesday to sit on his bed while she searched through the bathroom for a first aid kit. once she found it, she grabbed it and took it to his bed and sat criss crossed right across from wednesday.
"thank you." she whispered. "but i can defend myself well enough, thank you. i don't want you getting hurt for me." he furrowed his brows as more blood trickled down his face. baby groaned aloud, she couldn't bandage him quick enough. "i need you to lay down." she muttered. he looked confused, but did as she said.
she looked around before going to close the curtains of the big window, to make sure no wandering strangers could watch. she walked back to the bed and gulped as she straddled wednesday. he watched wide eyed as his body grew goosebumps at the girl. they were so close. she leaned over his body as she mended his face. he didn't flinch one time, only squeezing the back of her thighs when it stung.
"let me fix you." he murmured as he lifted his hand to run his thumb over her bottom lip. he punched her right at the corner of her lip, causing a small drop of blood to trickle down her chin. he ran his finger over it, to stop the bleeding. baby watched his every movement, her breathing rate increasing as her heart raced. "let me kiss you better." he murmured again before flipping them over and leaning in. his lips softly touched the corner of her mouth, not close enough for her to kiss him back. he pulled back quickly and searched her face to see what she was thinking. her eyebrows frowned as she grabbed the back of his neck to lead him back down to her.
"kiss me. please?" she asked. he almost groaned at the sound of her soft voice. he hesitantly moved his lips to hers, and when they barely touched baby lifted her head to smash her lips against his. he grunted out loud as their lips moved against eachother. it was both of theirs first kiss, but they felt like they had done kissed eachother a million times before. their lips moulded perfectly as wednesday slipped his tongue into baby's mouth. she moaned out loud, and wrapped her legs around his thighs. trying to relieve some tension, she lifted her hips to meet his, and moved. like a switch went off, wednesday pulled away and threw himself off the bed, staring at her from where he stood. baby was panting, she didn't have her inhaler, and boy did she need it now.
"are you okay?" he asked and walked forward to cup her cheek. she nodded and tried working on her breathing skills.
"i have-" in, one, two, three. "asthma." out, one, two, three.
"hey princess, breathe. breathe. look at me. breathe." he muttered and smiled at her. she smiled brightly at the nickname.
"you're not-" stopped for breathing. "mad at me?" she questioned. he shook his head.
"of course not! why would i be mad at you? you just gave me the best first kiss anyone could ask for." he responded. her breathing slowed as she stared at him.
"you were my first kiss too." she said back. he frowned. "what's wrong?"
"i'm sorry you probably didn't get the best kiss." he said as he sat back down next to her.
her eyes widened as she turned her body and climbed back up on him, this time he was sitting up. she lifted her arm to rake it through his curls as she lifted her mouth to his again. he softly kissed her back before pulling away.
"i would kiss you all day if i could." she quietly said, watching him smile brightly. it was a beautiful sight, he didn't do it too often.
"let me walk you back."
A/N
okay sorry it seems fast but this was essential to the story.
haha yes. #babay #wedby
i suck at ship names :(
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