This is set between when Boscha first got out of the Healer's ward all the way to a few months after Luz Belos finished.
Boscha looked at her legs. She was ready to cry, her entire life is over. She'll be stuck in that damn chair for the rest of her life, she'll never be able to walk again.
"So, you're permanently paralyzed?"
She turned her head and saw Willow.
"Willow?"
"Well, if you can't walk, I'm breaking up with you." Willow said.
"W-w-what?! Willow-"
Willow knocked Boscha's wheelchair over, causing Boscha to fall to the ground. Willow started to walk away and Boscha started to drag her body after her.
"Willow! Wait!"
"So, this is what you've been reduced to?"
Boscha looked up and saw Luz.
"Luz?"
"And here I thought you could've been the leader of my Potion Coven. Guess I was wrong. You're just a pathetic, worthless, weakling!"
"N-n-no." Boscha said, on the verge of tears.
Luz walked away and then she heard another voice.
"It really is a shame."
Boscha looked at the new voice.
"B-B-Becky?"
"I thought my baby sister was a strong witch, but looking at you like this? You truly are nothing."
Boscha opened her eyes and screamed. She looked around and saw that she was still in the guest room. Before she knew it, Becky was by her side.
"Is everything okay, Bo-Bo?"
Becky helped Boscha sit up and hugged her lightly, careful not to hurt Boscha's back.
"B-B-B... Becky?"
"Yes, Boscha?"
"If... if I never am able to recover from this, you'll still be there for me, right?"
"Boscha, did you have a nightmare?"
Boscha started crying and nodded her head.
"E-e-e... everyone around me left because I became permanently disabled."
"Bo-Bo, I would never leave you. Not again, not like I did all those years ago." Becky said, "And if anyone does hurt you, I'm the leader of the Emperor's Coven, they'll have to deal with me."
Boscha leaned against her and Becky hugged her.
"I'm so glad you came back Becky."
"I'm glad to be back, Bo-Bo."
"I missed you."
"I missed you, too." Becky said, "Try and get some sleep."
"What if I have another nightmare?"
"Well-" Becky grabbed Boscha's stuffed bear, "I believe that's what Mr. Stuffington is for." Becky made her voice a little deeper, like she did when Boscha was a toddler, "What's wrong Boscha? Your bestest friend in the whole world is here to chase the nightmares away!"
Boscha laughed. Who would've thought that, almost ten years later, Becky could still make her smile when she needed it.
"I love you, Becky."
Becky smiled and kissed Boscha's third eye.
"I love you too, Boscha." She put Mr. Stuffington next to Boscha, "Try and get some sleep."
I wanted to wait until I finished another story, but all three of the stories I'm working on involve death, and since my Grandmother just died early this morning, I don't want to deal with the idea of death right now. Follow, Favorite, and Review for more.