A Trip into a Broken Mind

A/N This chapter I am trying something different I'm not going to write this one as 3rd person like I have been I'm going to write this one about Y/n in second person so you the reader can know what it is like in his shoes

You stood in front of the bathroom mirror, lost in thought, contemplating Wednesday's recent words.Does she truly love me? you wondered. Does she understand that I have the ability to protect both of us? Maybe she's distancing herself for her own well-being.As these haunting thoughts consumed your mind, a single tear slipped down your cheek. Startled, you instinctively flinched and gently wiped it away. Glancing down at your hand, you observed the tear with a bewildered expression. The last time tears streamed down your face was when you mourned the loss of your parents, who tragically passed away in your own home.Memories of that heartbreaking event flooded your mind, and you desperately tried to redirect your attention elsewhere.~Memory flash back 10 years ago the day of his parents' death (Y/n was turning 7) ~During your visit to the Addams family estate, you spent time with Wednesday and offered her comfort after the loss of her pet. There was a lingering sadness because you were the one who had gotten the scorpion for her as a gift. Gomez and Lurch dropped you off back at your house, and as Gomez asked if he should come in with you, you shook your head gratefully, mentioning that your older siblings were home. Thanking him, you hugged him before he left.Approaching your own front door, you found it already ajar, a rare sight. Hesitant, you stepped inside, your heart pounding in your chest. The once warm and loving kitchen was now a macabre scene, drenched in crimson. Peeking out from behind the counter were a pair of lifeless feet, a sight that shattered your world. Rushing forward, you found your mother's lifeless body, and the weight of the loss crashed upon you like a tsunami.a haunting sight that shattered your very being. You couldn't comprehend what you were witnessing. Desperation consumed you, and you rushed forward, But as you knelt down beside the mutilated figure, the remnants of what was once your mother, you were overwhelmed by a sickening wave of grief.Y/N: "N-no... Please, mommy, wake up! Please, please, Mom, you have to wake up. You don't have to go," you cried out in anguish, clinging to her lifeless body. With trembling hands, you gently moved her hair aside, revealing a face that was unrecognizable, further shattering your fragile heart. The weight of the loss crashed upon you like a tsunami, and you collapsed beside her, your world crumbling into fragments.After what felt like an eternity of sorrow, you mustered the strength to move, your body heavy with despair. Through tear-blurred eyes, you stumbled into the living room, your voice a broken plea,Y/N: "D-d-dad... P-please, anyone, I need you." You sank to the floor, overwhelmed by grief, and began a slow, pathetic crawl towards the lifeless body of your father.Y/N: "Why? W-Why? No, no, this can't be real. How could you just die?" you wailed, your voice raw with pain, as you struggled to bring your father's lifeless form closer to your mother's. The task was arduous, but driven by desperation and a need to keep them together, you fought against the weight of your own anguish until you succeeded. You lay between them, their blood staining your body, sobbing yourself into a fitful sleep, utterly shattered by the magnitude of your loss.After emerging from the vivid flashback, a profound sense of emptiness washed over you. Seeking assurance, you went to wash your face, but distressing memories continued to resurface.In the midst of this internal struggle, you heard a voice that gently pulled you out of your thoughts. Turning around, you were met with the comforting sight of your mother, her presence filled with genuine happiness. Though confused by the contrast between your turmoil and her apparent joy, you ran towards her, embracing her tightly.Mom: "Where were you?" she uttered softly, her voice tinged with disappointment, her tone softening.Confusion and sadness welled up inside you as you desperately fought back tears.Y/N: "But, Mom, what do you mean?" you managed to say, your voice quivering.As your father emerged, his presence accentuated the somber atmosphere.Dad: "She means where you were the day your absence took our lives,"Y/N: "But my absence didn't kill you. You were murdered. There was nothing a 6-year-old could do about that," you retorted, looking up at your mother, defiance mixed with sorrow in your gaze. Yet, your words were abruptly silenced as an unseen force flung you back, causing you to land forcefully on the ground. As you trembled, you realized your mother's appearance had transformed, mirroring the haunting image of her lifeless state when she was taken from you.The air grew heavy as your father, too, emerged in his deceased form, bearing the gruesome wounds. Bloodstains and deep cuts covered their once familiar faces. With each step he took toward you, your father's voice was filled with accusation,Dad: "You weren't there, and you killed us." The weight of his words crushed your spirit, and your voice broke as you pleaded, Their accusations weighed heavily on you, crushing your spirit as you pleaded,Y/N: "N-no... I... I didn't kill you. Please don't say that." The anguish in your voice reverberated through the room, a heartbreaking burden of guilt and sorrow you carried.Mom: "They killed us out of fear of you," Overwhelmed by dread, you bolted out of the bathroom, racing through the empty burnt looking dorm room into the dimly lit halls in a desperate attempt to escape.As you reached the quad, a flicker of relief brushed against your senses when a familiar voice pierced your ears. Turning around, you discovered Wednesday standing there, but she appeared disheveled, her head bleeding. Her eyes, filled with a mix of hurt and betrayal, met yours, and with a tremor in her voice, she whispered, Wednesday: "You left me. I thought you loved me, Y/n," her words carrying both anguish and bitterness.Y/N: "W-what? But you told me we had to stay apart for my safety," you stammered, still grappling with confusion, desperately seeking answers. The weight of her accusation bore down on you, leaving you vulnerable and defenseless. With each step she took towards you, her voice grew louder, filled with anguish and resentment.Wednesday: "You left me, and because of that, you died," she exclaimed, her words piercing through your heart like a dagger. As she approached, a chilling realization washed over you, yet you found yourself unable to move, accepting the inevitable.Time seemed to slow as the knife in her hand punctured your throat, a searing pain engulfing your senses. Darkness descended upon your vision, consuming everything in its path.Y/N: " AHH!" you shout Gasping for breath, you jolted awake, your body drenched in a chilling layer of sweat. Panic gripped you as you frantically scanned your surroundings, searching for any trace of the horrifying ordeal that had just unfolded. However, as you desperately looked around, Wednesday was kneeling beside you, no remnants of the nightmarish presence that had invaded the space. It was as if the haunting events existed solely within the confines of your own mind, leaving you questioning the boundaries between reality and the depths of your fears.Wednesday: "Y/n, hey Y/n it's okay, your okay" her words slowly become more coherent as you look up at her. she must've put a pillow under your head when you collapsed to the ground Y/N: "What the fuck is wrong with me? Am I going crazy?" you exclaimed, your voice laced with desperation and confusion, as you accepted the glass of water from Wednesday. Taking deep gulps, you tried to steady your breathing, hoping to regain a sense of control amidst the chaos that plagued your mind.As you composed yourself, Wednesday remained by your side, offering comfort and support. It was in her presence that a glimmer of reassurance began to flicker, like a distant light in the midst of a storm.Feeling slightly more composed, you decided to get off the ground, determined to shake off the remnants of the unsettling episode. Gathering some clothes she had left out for when you woke up, Wednesday: " how are you feeling?" she says trying to get close to you but you step back thinking about her killing you from your episode.Y/N: " I think I just need this shower " she nods and gave you your privacy, However, as soon as the water cascaded down, a sudden flash of memory gripped your mind, interrupting the shower.You gasped, clutching onto the shower wall for support as fragments of the flashback flooded your consciousness. The images flashed before your eyes, overwhelming you with a torrent of emotions. The boundary between past and present blurred, leaving you questioning the nature of your reality and the depths of your own sanity.(the flash back turned out to be the first time you saw Wednesday since the murders.)Hidden away in an alleyway, you remained unseen, having helped Wednesday and avenged Nero's death by confronting the group of boys responsible for the scorpions death. That had happened a year ago, etching a mark on your memory, a reminder of the strength you had found within yourself.Tomorrow was meant to be your eighth birthday, Wednesday, the 11th of October. Yet, just like your seventh birthday, there was a hollow emptiness, a lack of someone to celebrate with. In those moments of solitude, thoughts of seeking refuge with the Addams family crossed your mind, an instinctual longing to reach out and let them know you were alright.But deep down, you hesitated, reluctant to face the way Wednesday might look at you if you were to reach out for help. The image of her gaze, a mix of pity and disappointment, haunted your thoughts. Despite the allure of the Addams family's acceptance, a fear of vulnerability held you back. You didn't want Wednesday, or anyone else for that matter, to see you in a state of weakness or desperation.So, you remained hidden, wrestling with your emotions and battling the solitude that enveloped you. Each passing moment intensified the ache of loneliness, reminding you of the absence of companionship on the eve of your birthday. The desire for connection mixed against the fear of judgment, leaving you torn between seeking comfort and preserving your pride.Suddenly, a voice broke through the haze of your distress. It was a familiar voice, his tone filled with concern and recognition. Gomez: " oh dear boy, Y/n is that you" he says to you as you were hysterically rocking on the ground Through tear-stained eyes and a disheveled appearance, you looked up at him, your face etched with exhaustion. The weight of your emotional turmoil had taken a toll on your physical well-being. Dark circles adorned your eyes, evidence of sleepless nights and a lack of nourishment. Your once vibrant complexion had faded, leaving you drained and hollow. The cracks in your sanity were apparent, as you seemed detached from the reality that surrounded you.Gomez's words pierced through the fog, acknowledging your presence and recognizing the depths of your suffering. In that moment, a glimmer of hope emerged, as the Addams family, with their unconventional understanding of darkness and pain, seemed to extend a compassionate hand toward you, ready to embrace your shattered spirit.*How did he find me* you thought to yourself not saying anything causing Gomez to pick you up of the hard cold wet floor and ran you to the car to get out of the rain.The door to the Addams family house swung open forcefully as Gomez barged in, cradling your weakened body in his arms. His urgent voice echoed through the halls, alerting the entire household to your presence. Gomez: "I found Y/N! He's alive, but barely!" he exclaimed, his words carrying a mix of relief and concern.The commotion gained the attention of Wednesday, her eyes welling up with tears as she desperately yearned for safety of your well-being. Morticia, holding a small Pugsley in her arms, restrained the young girl, her maternal instincts guiding her to shield Wednesday from the potentially overwhelming scene. With a gentle but firm touch, Morticia led Wednesday and Pugsley into the safety of their room, providing them a momentary respite from the unfolding drama.Meanwhile, Morticia rushed to join Gomez and Fester, her eyes filled with tears mirroring the distress etched upon your face. Time seemed to stand still as she assessed your condition, understanding the gravity of your dehydration and emotional exhaustion.In this moment, the Addams family rallied around you, their love and concern shining through their own unique darkness. With their united support,Morticia's heart ached as she examined your frail body,Morticia: " Poor boy looks like he hasn't eaten in ages, he was out there for a year all by himself I can't imagine what could be going through his mind all through that time" realizing the extent of your deprivation and the torment you had endured for an entire year, all alone. She couldn't fathom the depths of the anguish that must have consumed your mind during that time, and a profound sadness settled within her.Granny Frump entered the room, sensing the need to delve into the darkness of your consciousness. With determination, she approached your unconscious form, her frail hand resting gently on your forehead.Granny Frump: " allow me to show you" she whispered, and the adults gathered, ready to share the burden of uncovering the horrors within your mind.As Granny delved into your thoughts, a collective gasp escaped their lips. They bore witness to the overwhelming grief that consumed you, their stomachs churning in response to the harrowing scenes that unfolded before their closed eyes. They bore witness to the overwhelming grief that consumed you as you knelt over the lifeless bodies of your family members, your cries and screams piercing through the void of your mind. The blood, of the pain and loss, seeped around you, staining your very being. A dark, unsettling glow emanated from within you, marking a profound transformationIn stunned silence, they released their hold on Granny's shoulder and gently lifted you up, recognizing the change that had taken place within you. Your vacant eyes opened slowly, revealing an expression devoid of emotion. It was clear to them that you had been altered by the unimaginable suffering you had endured.As Morticia busied herself with organizing a grand feast, Wednesday stealthily entered the guest room where you were staying. The sound of her heavy breathing snapped you out of your thoughts, and you turned to face her. Your eyes met, and in that moment, Wednesday's tear-filled eyes spoke volumes. She saw you as if you were an entirely different person, lost in the depths of a darkness she couldn't comprehend.Wednesday: "Where were you all this time?" she asked, her voice tinged with a frown, searching for answers.Y/N: " went away for a while and something happened with my parents so I'm back now" you chose to lie, realizing that she had no idea of the true events that had happened. It was a small comfort, shielding her from the horrifying reality you had endured.As Wednesday approached, extending her hand to comfort you,Y/N: " no stay away! " You yelled you recoiled instinctively, jumping back at the sudden touch. The fear that gripped you manifested itself in a sharp reaction, causing her to recoil in surprise. The pain in her eyes was evident as she struggled to make sense of the person you had become.Wednesday: "What happened to my Y/n?" she uttered, her voice filled with a mixture of hurt and fear. Memories of the past flooded her mind, as she recalled the tender moments you had shared, the comfort you once found in each other's presence. The stark contrast between the vibrant, enthusiastic boy she had once known and the frail, empty shell standing before her was jarring.Wednesday took a moment to fully take in the extent of your transformation. Gasping softly, she observed your features, the dark circles beneath your eyes, and the signs of malnourishment. The emptiness in your gaze pained her deeply, for she longed to see the spark of happiness and vitality that had once defined you. The changes she witnessed ignited a mixture of sorrow, anger, and determination within her. She despised what had happened to you, yearning to restore the person she cherished so dearly.Wednesday: " don't you remember our promise we made 3 years ago we said we will stay by each other until the end of time, this is one of those moments where we have to be together and ride it out " Her words provided a glimmer of hope, a reminder that even in the darkest moments, you were not alone. Encouraged by her support, you summoned the courage to share the truth, though you decided to leave out the details of your time being homeless.Y/N: "Okay, listen... m-my parents... they were killed," you managed to utter through choked sobs, the weight of the truth finally spilling forth. The tears streamed down your face as you dropped to your knees, overwhelmed by the magnitude of your loss.Wednesday's eyes widened in disbelief, her heart aching for the unimaginable pain you had endured. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around you, offering solace in her comforting embrace. Her gentle touch and the rhythmic circles she traced on your back brought a sense of comfort.In that moment, she couldn't find the words to express her grief and sympathy. They were like her second family, and their absence cut deep into her soul. With soft whimpers escaping her, you held her close, cradling her in your lap, allowing her to seek solace in your presence.Her thoughts echoed with a mix of gratitude and admiration, marveling at your selfless care even in your own moments of despair. She couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the profound bond that connected the two of you.Wednesday: " damn you Y/n I'm supposed to be the one comforting you," she whispered into the crook of your neck and shoulder, her voice trembling with emotion.Y/N: "You may not feel strong right now, but we need each other. We have to find strength in one another," you responded, acknowledging the vulnerability and resilience that intertwined within your relationship.As Morticia and Gomez entered the room, their faces beaming with genuine smiles, they witnessed the reunion between you and Wednesday after such a long, painful separation. Their own stoic personas momentarily crumbled, giving way to raw emotions and overwhelming relief.Gomez/Morticia: "Oh, how we've missed you, Y/n," they both say out, their voices thick with emotion.The sight of their tears mingled with your own, the weight of the past and the present crashing down upon you. Overwhelmed by the flood of emotions, you found yourself back in the present, sitting on the shower floor, broken and consumed by your grief. The water mixed with your tears as you surrendered to the depths of your sorrow, seeking solace in the cascade of warmth that surrounded you.time goes byyou were now fully dressed you felt empty you felt like you weren't needed.you walk outside of the bathroom as Wednesday coincidently walked into the room she looked at you with a hurtful smile and was about to say something, but you just gave her an empty look and walked away not slowing down for her to catch up.(Wednesday's Pov)Inner monologue* Even though I pushed Y/n away, I don't know why but he doesn't seem to be completely there not since what happened last night, he collapsed and had some kind of episode. he looked at me then like he didn't know who I was, did I do this to him? is he trying to ignore me? was I to harsh? damn it Y/n why do you do this to me, I got to find out what's on his mind*" Well, this has certainly taken a dark turn, usually I love dark turn like when the carousel brakes mysteriously failed on my eighth birthday party. but I don't like this type of dark turn" I say to myself walking through the quad.(The previous night somewhere in the woods when Weems alerted the sheriff that there was an attack against her students there) officer1: " we've been searching for hours, sheriff. the dogs need a break, do you think we missed something. "Sheriff Galpin: " I saw we double back, sweep collet creek, and then call it a night"(Present, second person view from Y/n)Wednesday: " How did you not see the body" Wednesday said angerly.Sheriff Galpin: " Because it wasn't there" the sheriff spat back " no footprint? no blood? no sign of a struggle" you ask confusingly " nothing, nada my search party looked all night " sheriff Galpin finished. Wednesday: " Well, your search party must have left the seeing-eye dogs at home" Wednesday snapped. Enid: " We saw that monster kill rowan right in front of us" Enid put in her 2 cents.they walk up the medieval style stairs of nevermore. Sheriff Galpin: " Oh yeah did you get a good look at this monster thing" he says sarcastically Y/N: " it didn't stick around for a chat " you say with a scoff.Sheriff Galpin: "Maybe it was your roommate, Tyler told me she was a werewolf-" Weems: " sheriff I find that question offensive, and did you not hear her when she said she saw the monster too" Weems let out.Sheriff Galpin: " Well, I don't care, because I got three other dead bodies in the morgue. hikers just ripped apart it the woods" he pressed.Weems: " The mayor said those were bear attacks" Weems said with an unsure look.Sheriff Galpin: " Yeah, well he and I disagree to that." you suddenly fainted and went down the stairs with everyone else looking in disbelief.As you regained consciousness, the world around you blurred into a nightmarish scene. The once familiar nevermore now lay in ruins, engulfed in flames and an eerie silence. Your heart raced as you wandered through the charred remains. As you stepped into the quad, a sea of fire danced before your eyes, illuminating Wednesday's figure standing motionless, her back turned to you.Instinctively, you approached her, reaching out to touch her shoulder, but she crumbled in your arms, unconscious and injured. Blood trickled from her head, mirroring the pain and chaos that surrounded you. Looking up, your eyes met the haunting images of your family, each bearing the gruesome wounds of their merciless demise. Some displayed protruding bones, while others bore the scars of relentless beatings, rendering them unrecognizable. The sheer volume of blood that stained the surroundings was enough to understand the horrors that had unfolded.In unison, their voices echoed, accusing you with a chilling conviction. Family: "Y/n, you abandoned us to perish," they accused, their words with sorrow and betrayal. The weight of their accusations crashed upon you, threatening to shatter your mind. But you refused to back down, Y/N: "We had no way of knowing this would happen!"In response, they revealed a grim truth, their words painting a history of persecution and the vengeful legacy of Joseph Crackstone. They explained how Crackstone's followers had hunted down your bloodline for generations, their actions driven by fanatical belief. The shockwave of you awakening your ability when you beat those bullies had acted as a beacon, alerting them of your presence. The revelation pierced through your consciousness, widening your eyes in disbelief. Y/N: "But why target our bloodline specifically?" you questioned, desperately seeking understanding.Family: "It's not just us," they explained, their voices filled with both dread and resolve.Family: "The followers of Crackstone seek to eliminate all supernatural bloodlines that trace back to Joseph's time. He burned down the meeting house, hoping to eradicate them all. Most perished, but many ancestors as well as Goody Addams and Hartley Grayson, managed to escape his clutches."The weight of their words settled upon you, the truth intertwining with the flickering flames that devoured your surroundings. The fight against the remnants of Crackstone's followers loomed before you, but the bond that tied you to Wednesday and the legacy of your ancestors fueled a flicker of hope within your soul.(Bright flash)Enid: " Y/n, Y/N! get up " you open your eyes and see that you're in the med bay you saw Enid by your side.Y/N: " How did I get here" you ask adjusting your eyes to the light Enid: " oh sheriff Galpin carried you here after you collapsed down the stairs" Enid says with a worried smile.Y/N: " where's Wednesday " you asked another question.Enid: " Uh yeah she's still with the sheriff in Weems's office."Enid: " She needs you Y/n" she said. Y/N: " Yeah?, w-well that's certainly not confusing" you say coldly.you got off the bed you were laying on and made your way outside, the sun now blinding your eyes you pulled yourself together and continued to walk to Weems's office once you arrive at the door Weems left the room.Weems: " Oh Y/n it appears you're doing better, Wednesday and the sheriff ar-" you walk in the room without letting her finish her sentence.Sheriff Galpin: " is that your professional opinion as the daughter of a murderer? "Y/N: " Gomez isn't a murderer ?" you say.Wednesday: " My father's twice the man you are, and the only thing he murders is the occasional opera in the shower " she says staring the man dead in the eyes.Sheriff Galpin: " Addams it's been a long night and I'm tired of your games " the sheriff said.Y/N: " yo- you think we're playing games" you said with anger.Wednesday: " we're telling the truth" she said believing in what she Enid and Y/n saw.Y/N / Wednesday: " You want to reject our claims, but you can't " you and Wednesday said in perfect unison of each other. the sheriff looked at you and the dark girl with a puzzled look.Sheriff Galpin: " and why is that "Wednesday took a step closer " because you and I both now that there's a monster out there."Y/N: "And rowan was his latest victim" you added.suddenly the office doors come open.Officer1: " sheriff? "Sheriff Galpin: " what? "Officer1: " your gonna want to see this" she said with a chuckle.the three of us looked at the officer dumbfounded but then she opened the door all the way to reveal... rowan he took a step in and smiled.you and Wednesday looked at each other with scared eyes whilst the sheriff looked at us even more confused.