A/N: Sorry you guys can hate me for this or whatever but I feel totally connected with Gomez/Wednesday! Not in a totally sexual way of course but romantically if that seems not so wrong? I liked them for a while. Well btw I have returned and now I am creating my new fic! The Addams Family! WOOT! Please read and if you don't like don't read! First time with Addams family so be nice

A Little Girl's mind:

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There was nothing simple, nothing right, nothing correct with this love. No one really knew though but it was there. They were family they were supposed to be there for each other to protect and care for not to fall severely hard for and fantasize about like some little school girl.

Wednesday Addams was mortified by these feelings inside her every time she saw him or looked his way for even a half of a second it was terrible.

The man of the household caught her little dark gaze on him. His dark eyebrows wiggled and his lips curled up into a half crazy smile. Gomez Addams was indeed a handsome creature of the night. She watched his lips carefully part and close again staring at that cigar and his thin mustache on the top lip. He was the right shade of pale to darkness and his face was well structured and positioned, chiseled to perfection. He was like god in the living form that was young Wednesday's father. She still stared though even when he leaned into her beautiful mother and kissed her lips. Wednesday shied away hurrying to find the stairs like this was the first time she's been in this large grim manor.

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Wednesday fled the crazy staircase with Thing on her heels. The emptiness laying within her chest that unfamiliar organ of hers began to pound and pound. She could hear it ring in her ears like an annoying gnat.

She found her bedroom closed the door quietly and sat on the edge of her bed. Wednesday thought about a lot of things as she sat there in the empty quietness that surrounded her enclosing her into its cold soul. Her eyes shut for a moment or two before opening for another time.

What am I thinking why do I think these things? How come I can't control them, I have to stop I must stop! She heard her very own conscience speak to her staring with dark glazed eyes at the golden illuminated wall in front of her. She felt these weird things for her own father, her very own father the one who had took the time to create her and turn her into the young woman she was today. Only 12 and she felt weird and strange and very over powered by these feelings that corrupted her thoughts; if anyone were to know about this she would be looked down upon and that was a definite possibility although her mother loved her way too much and so did Lurch and Cousin Itt even Gomez loved her like a father should. He could never know about this, never.

She loved her father's love even if she'd rather hide it most of the time than show it.

But what was that stare that he gave her? Did he have a clue did he somehow know what she was thinking at that time when he gave her that grin? He couldn't have known he was her loving carefree obscure father not some nut-job of a man? Well…maybe not too much of a nut-job. Everyone in this household loved Gomez Addams. He was funny, suave charming, and intelligent.

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That night Wednesday stayed in her room watching Thing dance below her feet doing anything he can to amuse her or at least crack a smile but that was too much. It was almost impossible for Wednesday to smile.

She hated feeling like this; she'd rather feel pain and depression than these awkward over controlled emotions that she was feeling at the moment. It tore her whole being from itself.

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E/N: Well I know I haven't been on here for a long time and haven't updated anything for a long time so I thought about making a new fandom and this fic is on my favorite family the Addams Family! I just love them all! This one is based off the Family Values movie version just because I loved Wednesday and Gomez and jeezis was Gomez super adorable and gorgeous! Sorry just had to say that I hope you enjoyed!