Hellooo! Take this chap until tomorrow. This is meh for me since I kind of want to get rid of Barbi quickly. I whole heartedly believe that Young Boscha believed kissing girls made them pregnant lmao. Due to popular demand, Willow WILL peg Boscha. Jealous Willow topping Boscha. Lesssgoooo.
Everyone was struck quiet at how frantic Boscha looked. The girl was wide eyed, almost feral looking. Her hair unkept and messy with strands falling over her third eye.
"Bosch calm down, we can drive there no problem." Luz's tone was soft and patient as she spoke. Not wanting to accidentally startle the already distraught witch. "Just take a breath."
Blake hopped off the couch, cards long forgot as she attached herself to her sister's side. A soft purr began to rumble from her chest.
Luz's eyes gleamed with affection. "Witches can purr!?" The latina wrapped an arm around Amity's shoulders and pulled her close to her side. Petting that wild mane of hair whilst the witch squirmed like a cat.
"Luff! Let me gof!" Amity groaned, her face pressed into Luz's jacket. Eda rolled her eyes at the couple, gently urging Boscha into a chair. Blake crawling into her lap, purrs intensifying.
Boscha hugged her sister, the black crow falling from her hands onto the floor. It took a moment for her breathing to return to normal. Once it did, the witch responded with her own gentle purrs. Eventually the eldest sibling calm down enough to pull back and take a deep breath.
"I'm okay, I'm okay." Boscha repeated over and over like a mantra. Trying to convince herself the tightening in her chest wasn't going to kill her.
Blake nuzzled into her sister's chest. "Are you going to go?"
"Yeah I'll go." Boscha answered after a moment of hesitation. Fingers tugging at her hair. "Do you want to come with me?"
Blake hummed. Before nodding. Her eyes shone with determination.
Amity ripped her head away from Luz's chest and sucked in gasps of air. Giving her girlfriend a firm jab to the ribs she fixed her hair and made her way towards the door. Luz laughing and clutching her side following close behind. "Well let's go."
Boscha strode down the hallway and stopped at her sister's hospital room. Her friend's quiet presences behind her made her feel a bit less anxious. She turned to look at them. Luz holding Blake on her hip whilst Amity was silent, simply watching her friend in case she became overwhelmed.
Luz was busy setting Blake on the ground when she noticed Boscha had gone silent. "Are you okay?"
The witch was quiet for a minute before shaking her head no. Arms wrapping themselves around her waist.
"Can I get a hug?" She asked. Her tone wavered slightly.
"Of course!" Luz smiled.
Her friends broke into loving smiles and stepped closer with their arms wide open. Amity stuck herself to the jock's right side, wrapping her arms around her and allowing herself to pur. Blake wrapped her small arms around Boscha's waist, burying her face into the soft fabric of the sweater. Her own purrs joining Amity's. Luz, the tallest of the group, wrapped her arms around everybody and gave a hearty squeeze.
Boscha closed her eyes and relaxed.
She had friends.
Barbi's attention was drawn from the book in her lap to the door slowly opening. Her sister walked through with Blake in her arms.
Immediately her throat closed at the sight of her youngest sister. Eyes shooting back to the cover of the book in her hands.
The siblings were quiet, neither of them not knowing how to break the suffocating tension. Blake gently stroked the soft fur of Sid. She hated how divided they were. The image of her injured sister sent tremors down her body. Blinking away unshed tears, Blake squirmed until Boscha set her down on the clean floor.
The youngest sibling quickly padded her way over to the hospital bed. Throwing Sid up on top first before hoisting herself up.
Barbi watched her sister in silent interest. Not quite sure how to react. She expected a slap or being ignored. Blake even deciding to just visit her left the witch reeling.
What she didn't expect is for a plushie to be shoved in her face. "Look at Sid's new earring! He likes it."
A sad smile stretched over Barbi's face. "Sid looks very handsome."
The metallic screech of a chair cut through the tension, quickly followed by a sigh as Boscha sunk into the hard plastic seat. "I'm glad you're okay Barb."
Barbi swallowed thickly before replying. "What happened?"
Luz and Amity sat outside of the room reclining in the chairs. The shorter witch nervously picking at the skin around her nails.
Luz loved her girlfriend. And would gladly tell her every goddamn day how much she means to her. Shit, she would probably sing about it.
Which is what she was going to do now since her precious girlfriend was a nervous mess.
Clearing her throat the latina grabbed the witch's hand and gave it a squeeze. "Amity Blight I love you!"
Startled by her girlfriend yelling in her face Amity's face melted into confusion. "I love you too Luz."
"I don't know what I'll do without you!"
"Luz, be quiet we're in a hosp-"
"I know our love isn't just a fluke. because I love you!"
"Shh! Luz!"
Amity lunged at Luz with her hands infront of her. Trying to cover her girlfriend's mouth. A raging red blush on her face.
Barbi laid back against the freshly fluffed pillows on her bed. A bitter laugh escaped her lips as she ran her hand through a drowsy Blake's hair. "Wow. So Blake got rid of Mother."
Boscha hummed. Throwing a leg over the other and settling into the chair with arms crossed. Grey eyes focused on Blake to make sure she didn't fall off the bed. Of course there were railings but the middle child couldn't help but keep a close eye on her sister.
"It's odd." Barbi started. "How do you mourn someone who has put you through a lot of shit? Mourn someone that had changed for the worst and the old them isn't there anymore."
"I get what you mean Barb. I think, I mourned the death of our actual mother, back when dad was with us. Now I came to terms that the old mother is dead, so her actual death doesn't bother me as much." Boscha muttered. She watched her sister's eyes cloud over with emotion. Clearing her throat the witch decided to change the subject away from something heavy to something light.
"Do you remember when dad would take us to the beach to feed the trash slugs and we would play grudgby?"
Barbi smiled and nodded. "You fell and scraped your knee. Titan, you sounded like you were dying that day."
"Titan I thought I was!" Boscha laughed. "Then you and dad came over to save me. Wiped my tears, kissed my knee better then we got ice cream."
Barbi chuckled softly, her fingers halted their stroking motions through her siblings hair. "Then Blake showed up. You were so jealous you weren't the baby anymore."
"Yeah, I was a little shit back then." A brief memory of Amity flashed through her mind. Rolling her eyes relented. "I still am as Amity would say."
Barbi hummed and nodded. "She's not wrong."
Boscha scoffed and shook her head. Determined not to give her sister the satisfaction.
"How are you and Amity now?" Barbi asked. "I still remember how upset you both were when Mother said you two were to wed." Her blue eyes were downcast as she added. "And how dad left."
Boscha waved off her concerns. "We're good now. She found someone she loves." A faint blush settled on her cheeks. "-And I found someone too."
Barbi snorted. "I hope it wasn't like when you kissed Amity for the first time. Titan talk about secondhand embarrassment."
Pointed ears flapped down in annoyance. "Shut up! We promised to never speak of that ever again!"
The eldest shook with silent laughter. "I can still remember you super serious face when you told us you and Amity kissed and that she was pregnant!"
If Blake hadn't been asleep, Boscha would have added a black eye to her sister's growing list of bruises. Growling the jock crossed her arms and sulked. A knowing smile appeared on Barbi's face. "What was the name you two came up with for your future child again? Otapin?"
Grumbling Boscha turned her head away before mumbling. "Olwyn. Olwyn Havenstar."
Amity stopped her fighting when the sense of heated embarrassment crawled up her back and settled all over her body. Throwing herself back into the seat the witch groaned and covered her face with her hands.
Luz paused, confused as to why her girlfriend just shut down like that. "Uh, are you okay?"
After Barbi's laughing fit subsided, she focused on her sister's bright red face. A few stray chuckles escaped against her will before she cleared her throat. "So what now?"
Boscha perked up with interest. "For me, Amity is getting a house built soon. Figured I can live with her and Luz for a bit while I get my own place sorted out."
Barbi nodded in understanding. "I've been thinking about it. I've decided I want to get away from our family name. Maybe study the demons and wildlife while I wander."
The witch looked down at her youngest sibling clutching the blankets as she slept. Soft purrs rumbled from her chest. "Sell the house and make something for you and Blake."
Boscha said nothing. She didn't know what to say. Luckily she didn't have to respond. Barbi sat up straighter and locked eyes with Boscha. "I'm sorry for not being the older sister I should have been."
Amity's ears perked high up in the air when Boscha came through the door carrying a snoozing Blake. The youngest Havenstar was resting her head on her sister's shoulder.
"All good?" Luz asked quietly. Receiving a nod the latina smiled in relief.
"Come on, let's go home." Amity stated as she brushed herself off. "The construction coven will be there soon to put together the house."