Luz led Boscha to her room and took a better look at the Triclops. Luz's hard look quickly softened when she saw her. Boscha was soaked and her skin was burnt from the rain. Luz also noticed that whatever happened must have been bad, because she was wearing a nightgown and her hair was down, she had to of run immedietly. It was clear that she was crying, the tear stains stood out from the water on her face.
"Stay here." Luz said.
Luz left and went into the bathroom. She grabbed a towel and walked back to her room. She saw Boscha looking out the window, shivering a little, but she noticed something more important. The back of Boscha's nightgown had a large amount of blood on it.
"Boscha... is that blood?"
Boscha looked at Luz, her face evident that she doesn't want to talk about it. Luz sighed and handed her the towel.
"Here, dry yourself off and I'll look for something you can sleep in."
Luz looked through chest and pulled out a pair of sweat pants and an Azura T-shirt.
"These should fit you. I'll leave so you can get changed."
Luz leaned against the wall in the hall. She was... actually worried for Boscha. She waited a few minutes before going back in. Boscha was sitting on the bed, rubbing her arm. Luz sat next to her and grabbed her hand.
"Boscha, if you need to talk, I'm here."
"C-c-can we just go to sleep?" Boscha asked quietly.
The more Luz saw, the more she realized that something really bad happened. In the year she's had... the disdain... of knowing Boscha, she's never had a problem speaking her mind with a voice that put speakers to shame. So Boscha talking just above a whisper could only mean bad things.
"If that's what you want, then sure."
Luz laid down on the mattress and Boscha moved to lay next to her, making sure to put her back against the wall behind her. Luz watched her until Boscha fell asleep. It was quiet for a few hours until Luz was woken up by the large amount of movement next to her. She looked at Boscha tossing and turning while mumbling. Luz realized, Boscha was having a nightmare.
"N-no, please... I'm sorry." Boscha said in her sleep, "N-n-no, not the whip."
Luz saw tears fall down Boscha's face and she tried to wake her up.
"Boscha. Boscha, wake up!"
Boscha opened her eyes and shot up. She was breathing heavily and jumped a little when Luz put a hand on her shoulder. Luz let go of Boscha's shoulder and Boscha looked away from Luz.
"Boscha, please tell me what wrong?" Luz asked.
Boscha started crying and Luz tried to put a comforting hand on her back, only for Boscha to tense up and Luz had enough. She grabbed the back of the shirt and lifted up. Luz saw Boscha's back and was horrified.
"B-B-Boscha, who did this to you?"
On Boscha's back, was a large number of scars. Some old, some new. Really new, some looked like they stopped bleeding a couple hours ago. Boscha stayed quiet.
"Boscha, who did this." Luz said, not asked, said.
"W... why do you care?" Boscha said, quietly.
Luz grabbed Boscha and pulled her close.
"I care because, whether you like it or not, this string attached to our pinkies means we're going to be together for the rest of our lives." Luz said, holding her pinkie in front of Boscha's face, "I'm going to ask one more time, who did this?"
Boscha looked at Luz with a look Luz has never seen in Boscha's eyes. She had the look of fear.
"My parents."
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