Blair and Desmond went back to the graveyard and found another spot. It was under a weeping willow tree, far away from the mansion. Desmond held her in his arms, leaning against the tree. They had started a bonfire with a couple sticks for light, and the moon shone bright enough to practically illuminate the graves around them.

He kissed her neck. "That was the best time of my life." He said. "I don't know how you could do that to me." He paused. "How you could capture my heart within a mere glance."

Blair wrapped her arms around his neck. "God, from the first moment I saw you, something changed. I think your cousin's phsycic."

"You may be right." Desmond then got on his knee.

Blair stood up. "Is everything alright?" She asked.

"Everything's exactly as it should be." Desmond responded. He then pulled a black box oout of his pocket which had a silver engagement ring with a black diamond in the shape of a skull on it. "Mi corazón, I have a story to tell you. Ever since the moment our eyes met, my heart was instantly enraptured. Enthralled with your beauty, I sought to learn more about this enchanting goddess of the night. As I did, I learned that not only would she be the one to obtain my heart, soul and myself entirely, but would be the one to keep it for eternity. So, I had with my cousin and he gave me this ring, it was in his secret room. Then, I got down upon my knee and prayed that the one who would always have my eternal love would feel the same way." He sighed. "Blair Rose Hatman, will you do me the great honor, of being my other half for all eternity?"

Blair was speechless. She could not believe this was happening. For years, she had wished someone would feel this way about her, and now they did. For years, she wished she could feel this way about someone else. For some reason, beyond what they could comprehend, she could not live without the man before her, she needed him. She needed him more than she needed oxygen. "Oh, mon beau diable... yes!" She cried.

Desmond was completely estatic. "Well, only one thing left to do." He slipped the ring on her finger, a perfect fit.

Before he could stand, Blair's lips crashed into his in a beautiful explosion, and they toppled over, not once letting go of eachother.

Wednesday and Joel decided to grab a few more orderves before the table was cleared, as the party would be over in an hour. She poured herself a drink.

"Joel... I have to tell you something."

"What?" Joel popped an entrail into his mouth.

"I know who got you fired, and who... kissed you." Wednesday told him.

"Who?" Joel asked.

"Blair. And I think Lacey helped. I talked to her and everything added up."

Joel then got an odd look on his face. "Wednesday, how old is Blair?"

"Like eighteen, why?"

"Because the girls who I saw were complete nutjobs and had to be in their late twenties. And the blonde looked like she was Blair's age. The outfit that woman had on was only weird because it looked like a black version of Lady Gaga's meat dress." He explained.

"What?"

"Yea. I hope you didn't say anything to her."

"N-no... why would I do something like that?" She bgan to back away. "I have to go to, the bathroom... wait here." Wednesday then took off running.

She searched the graveyard for her freind but could not find her. She was losing all hope and decided to keep searching, but also fearful that Blair might have left.

As Wednesday searched, Desmond grabbed Blair's breast.

"Ah, ah." Blair pulled away. "Not until after marraige." She kissed him once more as they leaned against the tree. "I wanna make you wait."

Desmond groaned and Blair glanced at his pocket watch, hanging out of his pocket.

"It's eight o' clock, we have to get back to the party."

Desmond nodded. "And bring good news with us."

They were closer to the mansion now, and Wednesday came running towards them. "Blair!" She ran up to her.

"Wednesday..." Blair was shocked that Wednesday even wanted to talk to her. "uh, hi."

"Desmond, I need to talk to Blair." Wednesday said. "Alone."

Desmond was hesitant and looked at Blair, asking her if if was okay for him to leave with his eyes.

Blair nodded and he walked off. She then approached Wednesday. "Hello, Wednesday."

"Bliar..." Wednesday looked as if she werre about to cry. "Blair, I'm sorry."

Blair laughed. "Sorry about what?" She asked, semi-sarcastically.

"I thought... I was..." Wednesday sighed. She hated admitting she was wrong. But she would hate losing her friend more. "You didn't do it."

"I know." Blair said.

"Blair, I'm sorry. If I would have known, I would've..."

"You would have what? You should have just believed me from the get go. I was your friend, Wednesday. And true friends don't do that to eachother." Blair was extemely hurt but her demeanor was calm.

"I know, I was stupid to think that you would do that to me. I was just afraid that... you're my first official friend. I never told my family, but I had a couple of girls who I thought liked me... come to find out, they shared a rather innapropriate photo I sent to Joel with the whole freshman class. I was bullied until I got back at them at the mini-prom thing my school had for the freshmans. So, one of the girls who posted the picture was crowned queen. I pulled a rope in the back and honey poured all over her. Then I sent wasps to attack her. I used Joel's phone to make an account on Snapchat and posted all of the pictures and secrets about the entire school. It pinned them against eachother and made most of them either afraid of me or hate me."

Blair felt terrible for her. "I see." She said.

"But, you're right, okay! I should have trusted you and I didn't and its all my fault." Wednesday was in tears.

Blair said nothing.

"So, that's really it, then?" Wednesday gave up. "I'm sorry." She began to walk away.

"Wait!" Blair called and caught up to her.

Quickly, Wednesday turned around.

"I never said that was it."

Wenesday smiled. "So... you forgive me?"

"Yes, I do. I'm sorry, too. I understand your error and I forgive you. But Wednesday, I won't be here forever. I'm gonna have to go to college next month." She said. "I'm honored to be your friend and to know your wondeful family. But, I don't want to be the only one who does. Please promise me you won't let what happened to you dictate your actions?"

Wednesday sighed. "I promise. And I'm really going to miss you."

"You too." Blair hugged her.

Wednesday had only ever been hugged by three people in her life, Joel and her parents. She felt some weird, warm sensation and rather enjoyed the feeling. So, almost insinctively... she hugged back.

I'll make a sequal if wanted! I know it ended in a wierd way! I hope you like the story, if requested I'll make a sequal! I also want to say thank you to the supportive comments my stories have been getting! Much love to those who adore The Addams Family as I do!