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Wednesday’s first thought upon seeing Enid Sinclair was nothing more than a big wow.
She knew she shouldn’t think that, since her great and awesome sister was Enid’s girlfriend, right?
But she couldn’t stop herself. Goddamn it, Enid was so fucking hot with those blue eyes and that blonde hair, her roots dark but the highlights spreading through the rest of her hair. She had those pouty lips that were always so pinkish and kissable. And also, fuck, she was so strong, her built arms and her core so freaking beautiful.
The first time they went together to the beach, the Addams family’s favorite activity, Enid came with her arm around Goody’s shoulder, while Wednesday herself had Tyler by her side. They had been dating for a year now, and Enid had just been introduced to the family.
According to Goody, they had been together since their junior year of high school. Which was two months ago. Her twin sister didn’t tell her that. And if Wednesday were to pick, she would probably choose not to know about it, but they were sisters, right? Like, that kinda thing was something you told your twin sister. Anyways.
Enid came wearing her swimsuit and my God, she was hot. Wednesday tried not to stare at her fucking hot body but she failed. Obviously.
Enid laid down in the sand, her body against the ground, and closed her eyes with her hat on top of her face, hiding from the sun. A few strands of blonde hair escaped from underneath it, moving slightly whenever the ocean breeze passed over them. After some time, when the whole family was already dispersed, her voice sounded raspy as she murmured, “Baby?” thinking Wednesday was Goody.
Wednesday smirked at the time, finding it funny how similar she looked to her sister that her girlfriend could mix them up. But Tyler always knew who Wednesday was, though. She didn’t mind when the blondie kept talking, asking her, or Goody, to put sunscreen on her back. Morticia and Gomez were at the restaurant having some drinks, while Tyler was in the cold water and Goody went to the bathroom, so she didn’t have any reason to say no.
It was her worst decision ever.
She sat there behind Enid on her knees ’cause she’d refuse to sit on her back. “No, hun. Go up on me, I love your massages, you know that.” She blushed hard, opening her legs and getting on top of Enid, sitting on her beautifully shaped butt. The warmth of her skin immediately made Wednesday painfully aware of how close they were.
She felt her body getting hot as Enid moaned under her weight. So relaxed, she kept moaning and sighing softly while Wednesday’s hands went up and down her back. “Jeez, baby, you have the best hands ever.”
Wednesday froze for half a second, her body trembling slightly as she convinced herself it was from the cold wind beneath the warm sun. She swallowed, trying to keep her face neutral, her fingers continuing their slow movements across Enid’s back as if nothing had happened.
Wednesday didn’t get back to her. Of course not. Enid would listen to her voice and know she wasn’t her girlfriend. So she stayed quiet and finished her task. Her fingers moved carefully across Enid’s back, spreading the sunscreen evenly while she listened to the soft rhythm of her breathing.
She knew she had fallen asleep when Enid stopped talking altogether, her body becoming completely still beneath her hands. When she saw Goody coming back, she didn’t wait for her sister to get close. Goody would see her red cheeks and ask what was going on. She knew her twin. So Wednesday signaled that she was going to the water. Wednesday probably kissed Tyler that day as she’d never done before. Her body shivering as she got into the cold water. She was burning hot.
And, as they left, Enid kissed her sister’s lips, and she started praying that Goody’s girlfriend would leave her twin as soon as possible. The next three months that came, Enid was in their house every weekend, every time they’d go out, every party.
Everywhere.
She was always there with her fucking naughty smile, even if she didn’t mean to be naughty. That smile would appear whenever someone said something funny, whenever she talked to Wednesday or Gomez or Morticia, whenever she was teasing Goody about something. She had that smirk that made everyone lose their panties for her.
Wednesday broke up with Tyler five months after the beach episode. Every time she’d ask him to fuck her, he would make love to her. She hated it.
She knew Enid would fuck the shit out of Goody. She had listened before when she passed her sister’s door once, her muffled moans clearly trying to be quiet but being incapable of it since Enid was fucking her so good. Wednesday had stopped outside the door that night without even realizing it.
She couldn’t keep up with the whole “I love you, Wednesday” when her boyfriend was inside her. She needed more than that, and when she once found herself thinking of Enid during one of their sex sessions, she just decided to end their relationship.
As they grew up, graduating from school while Enid was still around, Wednesday ended up thinking it had been just this silly crush. She wasn’t that affected by Enid anymore. In fact, she’d barely see the girl during their last year of school, actually.
Wednesday made friends at another high school, going out every Friday afternoon in her beautiful BMW, her parents’ gift for her eighteenth birthday, and coming back Sunday night when Enid was already gone. The familiar streets of their little Maine town would be almost empty by the time she returned, the headlights of her BMW cutting through the darkness as she drove home. So it was easy to just ignore her sister’s girlfriend when she’d only see her once in a while.
After graduation, she decided to go to Yale. She was certain that she could escape the little Maine town where everyone knew her. The same streets, the same people, the same conversations that seemed to follow her everywhere. She wanted something new. Something that belonged only to her.
She had distanced herself from Goody now, and with Bianca, Ajax, Yoko, and Divina, they all decided to go to Yale together. Ajax and Bianca ended up in New York, though, while Yoko and Divina were at Yale with Wednesday. Goody was at Columbia, which was good.
The sisters could, you know, live by their own without being twins. Just Wednesday Addams and just Goody Addams. Not a duo for the first time in their lives.
Wednesday was much happier about that.
For once, she could walk around without people immediately associating her with her twin sister. She could build her own routine, her own friendships, her own life. It felt almost peaceful.
It wasn’t until her first day that she felt freaking irritated by her fucking sister’s girlfriend.
Because, of course, Enid was also at Yale. Across the hallway from her dorm.