A Thorn in My Side(The Owl House Oc Story)

Nightmares

Bristle's POV
Bristle blinked opened her eyes and sat up. Her lower back stung, but it was tolerable. She looked around and saw her parents reading.

"Mom? Dad?"

Bristle's mother looked up. "BRISTLE!" Her mother hopped up and ran over. Wrapping her arms around her.

Bristle winced at the sharp pain from her back. "Ow-"

Bristle's mother let go and backed up. "Oh- I'm so sorry!"

"No I'm fine.. It just stung..." Bristle mumbled. She looked up at her mom and dad. "I'm assuming I'm at the hospital?"

Her dad nodded. "The doctors said you could leave once your wound is fully fixed up."

Bristle nodded and looked to her side. Her blood ran cold to see Hope in the other bed. "What happened to Hope!"

Her dad shrugged. "Henry and the rest of the group found you. They got there and found a girl named Blitz passed out, you with a stab wound in the back and Hope was in a pool of her own blood..."

Bristle shuddered at the name Blitz, "All I remember is hugging Hope then a sharp pain in my back then passing out..."

Her mother nodded. "The doctors need to know what happened..."

"Well before getting stabbed. I remember Blitz telling Hope to kill me, but Hope refused." She paused. "Hope was completely fine when I pasted out though. So she must've fought to protect me..." she assumed. Hope then stared her parents. "You're not going to take me away from Hope are you!"

Her mother hesitated and sighed. "No... I can tell how much you care about her."

Bristle let out a sigh of relief. She leaned against her bed board. She looked over to the corner of the room and saw an Empty bed, "Who's bed is that?"

"I think it's Hope's brother Henry.. Apparently he passed out as soon as he entered the hospital." Her father shrugged.

"Where is he now?" Bristle turned her attention back to her parents.

"I think therapy. If I'm correct he started going so he could see himself on the same level has his sister... and I think he was diagnosed with PTSD..." her mother sighed, "Poor kid.. I can't imagine what it was like having to carry your siblings body and having their blood on your hands..." her mother shuddered, staring down at her hands.

"And the fact that they can't use healing magic on them.." her father shook his head.

"Wait! What are you talking about they can't use healing!" Bristle blood was cold hearing that healing magic wasn't an option.

"Because Henry's and Hope's race is from a different realm. We have no idea what healing magic would do to them." The doctor was walking over. "How are you feeling Bristle?"

"My back stings, but other then that I'm fine.." she shrugged. She couldn't take her eyes off the weak and frail Hope..

"That's good to hear. We're going to wait a day before we practice walking again. You might have some trouble with walking at first." The doctor nodded.

Bristle looked at the doctor and shrugged, "Okay... Also do you know when Hope will wake up?"

The doctor looked over at the silver haired witch, he let out a quiet sigh. "We don't have an exact day, but we think it'll be at least a week before she does."

Bristle nodded and crossed her arms. She looked over at Hope. Her heart stung seeing her friend sitting there....

-

Bristle stood in a black room. She could barely see a thing. Bristle shuddered and walked along the black room. It was cold and quiet... Not a peaceful quiet like the night Bristle snuck out to meet Hope, it was a eerie silence. Something crashed from behind Bristle. She jerked around and could see a figure. She narrowed her eyes and froze.

"HOPE!" She cried, she ran to meet the witch. She threw herself into the fellow witch's arms. "YOUR OKAY!" Tears fell down her cheeks. "Hope I need to tell you something!" Hope didn't say anything, "Hope.... Hope I love you!" Bristle felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulder.

Bristle felt something shove her. She stumbled back and stared at Hope. "Why would I love you!" Hope snapped, "You got me hurt! IM LYING IN A BED IN THE HOSPITAL, DYING, BECAUSE OF YOU!"

Bristle stumbled back and stammered, "But I-"

Bristle jerked up breathing heavily, sweat pouring, and heart pounding. Bristle looked around, she calmed down recognizing her cluttered room. She let out a weary sigh and laid back down. "It was just a nightmare." She concluded. She wiped the sweat off her forehead. She watched the ceiling, "I love her...." she sighed. She looked over at her dress and could see the dress that her and Hope bought for Willow's party. Then an idea sparked...