Boscha sat in a waiting room. She was very anxious and was very nervous.
"Hey, everything will be fine." Willow told her.
She remembered last week, after her little breakdown at the cemetery, she decided that she needed therapy. Willow agreed to go with her. She remembers that day pretty well.
Boscha sat at the table in the dining hall. She was uncertain of what to do.
"Boscha?"
Boscha looked up and saw her mom looking at her.
"Yes, mom?"
"Honey, I need to ask you something. Are you okay?"
"I-I-I... of course everything is okay." Boscha lied.
"Boscha, after everything that's happened to you, you can't expect me to not believe that."
"Do... do you think I'm a monster?" Boscha asked, completely stunning her mom.
"W-why would you think that?"
"I am an undead, blood sucking, demon. I killed my own father... a-a-and I don't feel guilty about it. Just face it, I'm a monster."
Elizabeth pulled and held Boscha in a hug.
"You are not a monster. You are a victim to someone that hurt you."
Boscha hugged her mother and cried into her chest.
"M-mom? I want to go to therapy."
"Okay, I'll get you an appointment." She said, "You are, and always will be, my daughter. Remember that."
She remembered that Willow said she would be there if needed, so the next day after school she went to look for her. She found her in, where else, the Green House.
"H-hey Willow?"
The Plant track student looked at the Shadow track student.
"Hey, Boscha. Is there something you need?" Willow asked.
"Hey, I know we're not friends and you don't have any reason to help me, but I need you to help me with something."
"Boscha, if you're willing to change, then I'll be glad to help you. What do you need?"
"I... I'm going to therapy next Monday. I... can you come with me? If you're free! That is."
"Sure, I'll help you with this."
Boscha drank from this thing that her mom got from the Owl Lady, a "Thermos" as Luz called it. She let the blood inside go down her throat. She felt like she was waiting for hours when the therapist came out.
"Boscha Triplet."
Boscha and Willow stood up. Willow put a hand on Boscha's shoulder to reassure her she's here. Boscha lets out a sigh and walks in. Meanwhile, Lilith stood outside the Triplet manor. She knocked on the door and Boscha's mom answered it.
"Hello, Miss Clawthorne. What can I do for you today?"
"Please, call me Lilith. I've come to ask you if... you... would like, to maybe, go out to dinner with me? As... associates, of course."
"I... I would like that. How does Friday night sound?"
"Perfect, I'll see you at seven on Friday."
Lilith walked away with a smile on her face. Boscha sat in a chair, completely nervous. She wishes she could hide. She was tempted to shape shift into a coat rack or something that wouldn't be out of place. She was about to when Willow, seemingly knowing what she planned, held her hand.
"Everything will be okay. I'm here for you."
"Okay, so Boscha, what seems to be the problem?" The therapist asked.
"I... I... I."
Boscha kept her mouth shut and the therapist gave her a sympathetic look.
"Take your time. A lot of people have a hard time opening up." The therapist said.
"I... I had to kill my dad in order to save my mom. The reason I'm here is because I don't feel guilty about it. Does that make me a horrible person?"
The therapist looked at her with a sad smile.
"Tell me, did he abuse you?"
"I... how did you know?"
"I've seen a lot of people like you, Boscha. You shouldn't feel ashamed of killing a man that hurt you, especially if it was to save your mother." She sent Boscha a smile, "I won't ask you to tell me what happened, because I don't want you to have any unwanted memories, I just want you to know that this is a safe place. Nothing said will leave this room."
"Thanks." Boscha said, smiling.
The therapist sent her a similar smile.
"Nice fangs you have there." She said.
"Right back at you." Boscha replied.
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