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Somewhere in Northern Italy, 1992
‘To deprive yourself, just to seek validation—what a waste.’
I told myself I was going to the City of Crema, for a historical adventure and also for more knowledge with my history class.
Something tells me that my trip will be more than just a visit to “Education.”
The train out of Milan was half-empty. The train hummed with vibrations and my ears filled with tunes.
On my lap was a book that was written by Marguerite de Navarre—The Heptaméron.
I glide my finger, on the book along with a quote.
‘So great is my love that I fear to tell it; and yet, is it better to speak or to die?’
I find myself snickering, not from how foolish the quote is and the story is. But from how foolish it is that someone would rather suffer than to not speak up.
I would rather speak, than to not express my unconditional love to someone.
To speak and face the consequences is a risk I’m willing to take.
Before, my old self would die. Not until after I was able to speak up against my own mother, that she would either have to accept my own pacing for shifting or else she would have to kick me out.
In which, I know how kicking me out will ruin her own reputation around the werewolf pack.
The wheels of the train screeched, a sign that it was my stop.
I close my book and pause my CD player, I find myself looking at the train window finding myself to be a train stop at Crema. Quickly gathering my things, and grabbing my backpack from the seat in front of me and packing my things inside.
I have to hurry because Mr Addams will be picking me up at the train station so I can arrive safely at their Villa.
Mr Addams was a professor that I met at College. He invited me to visit Crema and stay at his family’s villa, as well as to enjoy the historical site of the City.
It was such a warm invite that it shocked me to my core to even be invited to a place somewhere in Italy. Italy out of all places—I have saved up so much for this trip and despite knowing my parents can afford my own expenses.
I don’t want to bother them knowing how strained our relationship is, although once my Father found out from Mr Addams he gave me enough so that I wont have my pockets run dry and suffer saving.
As I walk out of the train station, I spot Mr Addams holding up a piece of cardboard with my name on it. He smiles at me warmly and I stroll up to him.
"Enid, Dear! How wonderful it is to see you visit my hometown." As he hugs me, I find myself returning it back.
"Mr Addams! Thank you so much for inviting me, I will make sure this opportunity won't be wasted and I will cherish every moment of my 6 week stay." I smile warmly at him.
We start walking towards his car as he initiates small conversations with me, mostly asking about how my trip was and planning about what places we should visit so my stay won't be wasted.
As the engine starts, Mr Addams sits in the passenger seat while Lurch. Which I assume is an assistant of his or maybe family, starts driving off.
"Enid, I am sure you would love this hometown of mine. You can freely roam around and Wednesday my daughter will be the one to tour you around!" He looks at me in the rearview mirror while he smiles.
The way he smiles towards me is like a warm hug of comfort.
I smile back. “I didn’t expect you to have a daughter, Mr Addams. Nor that Pugsley wasn’t just an only child."
He laughs at my own assumption
"I find it more shocking that you haven’t met Wednesday at all, luce del sole. In fact, you guys share the same Campus!"
How weird that I haven’t met her at all even after how close we are to graduating.
Knowing that we share the same proximity is a shocker since it feels like I have met all much of the people around the Campus.
"Well, I hope I will find myself getting along with her Mr Addams. I hope as well in the future that I can see her around the Campus."
He smiles and asks me if I don’t mind listening to some tunes while we travel towards their Villa.
I nod and find myself pondering and seeing the beautiful scenery of the City.
Italy is such a wonderful place to live at, in my next life I wish to have it as my hometown. Although Greece has the same beauty, I don’t find myself traveling as much.
Maybe in the future, I can appreciate my hometown more. Once I graduate, I will make sure to visit my hometown more rather than being stuck at the Forests of Oregon.
The engine starts to die, putting me out of my thoughts—a sign that we have arrived.
As I exit the car and carry my backpack, I can see Mrs Addams walking up to me and embracing my cheeks. A sign of her greeting me warmly to their Villa.
"Enid, it is such a wonder to see you here. Your stay is warmly appreciated and we hope your soul will be filled with warmth after." She smiles at me softly.
To find someone to grasp me with such motherly grace, makes me embody new emotions and feelings.
Maybe this is the motherly love that I was looking for. How lucky it is, for someone to be loved and cherished so sweetly by the Addams. Even if I may be underlying based on assumptions, the warmth of their eyes and their sincerity is what makes me feel that my assumptions are true.
I smile softly at her, "It is an honor Mrs Addams, to be here and be invited by Mr Addams to enjoy such a beautiful city."
As we walk inside the Villa, Morticia calls down her Children. Pugsley and Wednesday. I hear the sounds of footsteps going down the stairs, one that is soft and one that is loud.
I was first met with Pugsley who I have met before, "Enid! Welcome! I am so glad that you are staying here and I hope you don’t break any of our promises. I still have that bomb that we once made, although I have made some self improvements!" He hugs me tight.
A different kind of embrace compared to his Parents but still has that warmth. Morticia cuts through his ramble. “Pugsley, my dear it would be wonderful to save that adventure and conversation another time. Our guest right here needs her woeful rest."
She continues "Now, Wednesday will you be a wonder and take Enid to your room. As we assume that you have prepared your room for her stay.” Looking up at the girl on the stairs.
As I follow her gaze, I see a Girl around my age with braids and dressed in a black dress with polka dots. She nods as she starts walking up the stairs, I excuse myself and find myself speed walking to match her stride.
Morticia yells softly, "Our home is Your home, Enid!" I find myself looking down and smiling at her warmly “Thank you, Mrs Addams!"
As we reach the room, Wednesday opens her bedroom door. I take notice of two separated beds, one in pure black bedsheets and pillows and another in white.
"I believe that my Family has sufficiently been abrasive to their welcome towards you. I assume that your energy has reached its limit, in which you require a reprieve from such matters as more will come to bother you." Wednesday speaks as she exits to enter another room inside her bedroom.
I sigh, not because of how horrifying her wording can be but because she was right. The trip and conversations have severely burned me out of my energy.
In which, I find myself falling on the white bed. Filling me up with comfort and warmth from how soft the mattress is. I find my eyes failing me to stay up and I pass out.
I was woken up by a book falling as Wednesday went to pick it up.
"Mother requires our presence at the table. I advise you to awake from your slumber and not be such a pedestrian of pungency." Wednesday puts the book back on the shelf and exits the rooms.
I try my best to wake me up from my sleep and I stand up trying to take notice how dark the room has become. I turn on the light and start opening rooms inside the bedroom in hopes to find the bathroom.
Finishing up my business and splashing water all over my face in hopes of waking up, I brush my hair and make myself look presentable. Fixing the ruffles around my light blue button-up and straightening my belt on my white shorts.
I walk down and I hear chattering and sounds of laughter, as I walk towards the noise. I find the Addams family talking, in which I don’t find myself knowing the topic since I have been a bit late on my arrival.
"Good Evening" I say as they take notice of my presence. Morticia tells me to sit, where an available spot is near Wednesday.
I smile at her and as I sit down, I start apologizing for my late arrival.
"I am so sorry for how late I have arrived, I was freshening up since it would be disrespectful to show up in such a mess.."
Gomez smiles at me and chuckles, "No need to worry, Enid. No matter how you look, we are willing to warmly welcome you anyway.” Morticia nods in agreement and tells me to start eating.
I see the dinner table filled with mysterious substances and notice a dinner plate with smoked ham and steaks. In which a note of it being under my name.
I find myself smiling at how they are so welcoming and are able to take notice of my own Werewolf needs. As I take a huge portion of smoked ham and 2 steaks.
Thanking them for dinner, while I stuff my mouth full.
"You know, it’s so interesting how you werewolves have such huge appetites! What cool traits do you guys have that I barely know of?” Pugsley asks me who is in-front of me.
“Well, we don’t have that many traits.” Speaking with a mouth full of food, going to continue but I hear Wednesday clear her throat loudly and it makes me take notice of how disrespectful it has been to talk while having food inside my mouth.
I swallow and clear my throat. "I apologize, that was kind of disrespectful..but anyways! As a werewolf we kind of don’t have much like I said since mostly most of our traits have been depicted in books and other stuff. But! We are very strong, like in a way we are stronger than any creature."
"We all have our own traits as well but we share a common trait of being protective of our own and you know, strength. But, for my own trait—I find myself being more unique? I'm not sure. Maybe it is most likely because I am an Alpha."
Taking notice of how the whole room has been listening to me ramble about werewolves, a blush takes over me and I apologize again.
"No need to apologize my dear, it is interesting to hear such wonderful facts about Werewolves. It has been ages since we have met a werewolf." Morticia says and reassures me.
Pugsley cuts in “Oh yeah! Did you know that Wednesday used to be soo addicted to Werewolves?? It was insane! She says that it fascinates her or something?..” He giggles.
Then suddenly a knife was suddenly thrown at him but he quickly dodged. He laughs.
As I gaze at who threw that Knife. Wednesday. She glares at him.
"I find it unbecoming that you have to share one’s inner turmoil, Pugsley. Must I torment you more and perhaps give you a lobotomy, to silence your chattering." As she prepares to reach out for another knife to throw at him.
I reach over hoping to stop her, becoming close to contact. She swiftly moves her hand away as if my touch was going to harm her.
"I advise you to not put your filthy paws on me, Enid. Unless you want to lose your sense of touch." Wednesday looks at me, and excuses herself saying that she has finished dinner and that whatever conversation we will have is going to be pointless to her.
"Ignore Wednesday, Enid. She does not like physical contact even with family." Morticia smiles at me.
"We are sure that she will warmly open up to you and we hope that you will be able to handle her misery."
I smile at her and find the conversation shifting about plans that we can do by tomorrow morning.
As I say my goodbyes, I start walking up the stairs and getting myself ready for meeting Wednesday again after our harsh interaction.
I stand outside, breathing in and out to relax myself and opening it. I see her asleep like she was ready to be buried alive.
Sighing in relief that she wasn’t awake, because I am not ready to deal with her since my energy is so drained. I do my business in the bathroom and brush my teeth. I hope to find myself being closer to Wednesday by tomorrow.
As much as how odd she is and the distance she portrays, something tells me there is something way deeper. That I want to get to know of.
Tomorrow will be a long day.