I Want To Know What Love Is

Breaking Point

This chapter will contain the following; Inappropriate Language, Violence. If you are uncomfortable with any of these 'topics' and you proceed to read acknowledge the fact you've been warned.

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[Boscha and Willow's Dorm - Boscha's Room]

A few hours had passed and Boscha was napping when she awoke to the smell of something...could it be? Actually good food, not horrible school food? She lifted the blankets off and stumbled over to the kitchen, opening the door she was instantly blinded by the living room and kitchen lights, outside the sky looked orange and red, as the sun was setting. She walked over to the kitchen and saw Willow cooking something and the human was gone which instantly made Boscha regain all her energy. "What are you cooking?" Boscha looked over Willow's shoulder. Willow turned around quickly and accidently hit Boscha with a...wooden spoon. Boscha grabbed her nose where she had gotten hit, "Ah! You scared me, sorry!" Willow set the wooden spoon down and moved Boscha's hand to look at her nose, "You'll be fine, sorry again!" She let go of her hand.

"It's okay, I shouldn't've walked up behind you..." Boscha responded lightly laughing at the end reassuring Willow, "it's uhm almost done." Willow grabbed the wooden spoon and stirred the soup, which Boscha assumed what chicken soup. "Where'd your friend go?" The smell of the soup engulfed almost the entire kitchen, "He left awhile ago." she responded setting the spoon down and lowering the flame. "Good." Boscha mumbled as she leaned on the counter and watched Willow stir the soup. The entire time her eyes fixated on the plant witch's hands. "You can take a  break," Boscha walked over and grabbed Willow's hand which was holding the spoon she looked at Willow as Willow let go of the spoon, "I'll stir it." 

[Time-Skip]

Boscha and Willow sat next to one another both eating and watching sitcoms on the box tv. Willow seemed calm and collected while Boscha seemed nervous and awkward. "You were really mean to my friends earlier, and it's not the first time you've acted like a jerk towards my friends here and in Hexside." Willow said out of the nowhere making Boscha choke on the soup for a second out of shock, "I'm sorry for being a jerk to your friends. I realize that I was in the wrong and I'm sorry." She responded in a sarcastic tone, "W-wait, really?" Willow looks at Boscha who glances back at  her, "No, you were being a jerk to me first! You've been a jerk to me ever since we've gotten here." 

Boscha aggressively slurped the soup almost choking, "You've been a jerk to me my entire life! You've been bullying me since we were young." The pink haired witch rolled her eyes and stood up carrying her empty bowl over to the sink, "I'm trying to change, give me a break." Boscha set the bowl down and turned around to only be met with an angry Willow, "You don't deserve a break, you made my life living hell!" Willow grabbed Boscha by the collar of her shirt and pointed and her, Boscha's eyes squint and look away feeling guilty and ashamed, "I'm sorry, I don't know what you w-" overwhelmed with emotions she'd repressed ever since she was a young child being bullied by the pink haired witch, Willow punches Boscha in the stomach, unlucky for Boscha it was a reminder of the huge bruise she had.

The witch leans over to the fridge gasping for air while clenching her stomach and gritting her teeth, she slowly drops down to sit on the floor still clenching her stomach, breathing rapidly with a shortness of breath, "I...titan what's wrong with me." Boscha looks up to see Willow looking at her hand which had struck Boscha, "No, no...it's-" Boscha attempts to get up but ultimately fails, "Why the hell do I keep getting hit in this school..." Willow reluctantly goes to Boscha aid as feelings of embarrassment and guilt overwhelm her.

"I-I'm so so so sorry..." Willow's voice quivers trying to hold back her tears, "Don't cry, Don't cry, You don't deserve to cry."  Boscha goes to comfort Willow but quickly retracts her hand not wanting to upset the plant witch more, "You don't have to apologize, you were right, of course you were, It's my fault seriously..." Boscha smiles lightly at Willow to reassure her but her smile faints as she notices Willow's very upset expression.

"Here, let's go sit on the couch, we can...talk it out!" Boscha grabs Willow hand and softly leads her over to sit, "Tell me what's wrong, I'm listening. I promise." For the first time ever Willow sees a side of Boscha she'd never even thought of, "I...I'm so sick of the way you treat me! You've never taken me seriously." As her voice quivers not being able to hold it in tears come flooding out of Willow's eyes as she grabs her head and tugs her hair, "I know I'm not the most trustworthy or the most reliable person and you're probably tired of hearing this but I'm going to change, I'm not going to try and change I AM going to change." With only a second of hesitation Willow slumps over on Boscha and tugs on her shirt sobbing, "What took you so long." Her voice quivers as she buries her face in Boscha's neck.

"Fuck, you're hitting me right where it hurts, you...you fool." Boscha grabs Willows shoulder and pulls her into a hug, now in a situation they'd never think would've happened, Boscha tightly hugs Willow and the plant witch leans into the hug. "I'm here for you, I promise." Both girls burrow their heads into each other, they stay like this for what seems like forever, finding the warmth of their bodies comforting to one another.

[End.]