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

Renae's Past

Bristle's POV

(TW: Fourth Wall Breaking)

Bristle sat with Renae. "Hey, Hey it'll be okay!"

"No it won't!" Bristle could see sadness flash in her eyes. "My Grandfather was the one to take care of me. I lived with him!"

"What about your parents?" Bristle heard Hope's voice. Bristle turned to Hope who was now sitting up in her bed.

"My parents died 4 years ago!" Renae snapped.

"Im sorry! I just- you never talked about your home life..." Hope murmured.

Renae narrowed her eyes, "And this is exactly why...." Tears rolled down her cheeks. "Besides my parents weren't the best anyways...."

"What about your grandma?"

"Dead. She died before I was born..." Renae said, "and before you ask if I have any other grandparents.... I do, but they disowned me after they found out I was Pansexual..."

Bristle was sure what to do. Her parents may have been over protective and a bit rude to new people, she had pretty loving parents, who accepted her even if she was lesbian.

"Me and Bristle may not know how to help... But I know someone who can...." Bristle turned to Hope confused.

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Lucky walked in the room and stood there. "Hey..."

Bristle blinked at Lucky. "What does he know about this situation?" Bristle whispered to Hope.

Hope didn't answer and just gave Lucky a gentle wave. She pointed over to the couch with her tail.

Lucky looked over at the couch. After he spotted Renae, he walked over and sat down. He whispered some words that Bristle couldn't understand.

Renae turned to him and hugged him.

"His dad is abusive... His mom and us are his only escape... I thought he could help..." Hope finally answered Bristle's question.

Bristle felt her skin prickled at the word, abusive, "They May argue and fight often... But they have more in common then they realize." Hope said holding Bristle's hand.

Lucky pulled his sleeve up revealing his cuts. Bristle stared at them, "He-"

Hope nodded, "But recently I've noticed that no new ones have appeared since he started talking about it."

"Has he thought about therapy?" Bristle whispered.

Hope shook her head, "Well he has, but his family isn't the richest and can't afford it. I offered to help him gain the money for it.. But he rejected it. Telling me that: He's already broken beyond repair, so what was the point of trying."

Bristle blinked at Hope and looked back at Lucky and Renae. Bristle then noticed a scar on her neck that she was showing Lucky.

"My parents gave it to me... Well more so my mom... I pissed her off by dropping a piece of glass. She had drank a lot of apple blood that night. She through a bottle at me... I turned around to protect me and it crashed against my neck." She could hear Renae tell her story. "My parents were great! Until night fall when they start drinking.."

"I'm assuming you have a lot of scars?" Lucky asked.

Renae nodded. "Mainly on my back.. That lasted for what... I'm sixteen now. My grandpa took me in when I was 11- Then my parents died when I was Twelve.."

"If you don't mind me asking, how did they die." Lucky asked.

"Take a wild guess." Renae said raising an eyebrow.

Lucky shrugged.

"They started a fight that ended up with them dead.." Renae said looking away.

Bristle looked over at Hope who wasn't saying anything. "So where are you going to go now?" Bristle was caught off guard because she didn't even mean to say anything.

Renae shrugged, "I'll find something... Some how.."

An idea popped into Bristle's head. She turned to Hope, "Hey I have to go do something." She leaned over and gave a swift forehead kiss. "Renae I need you to come with me!"

Renae blinked at Bristle but nodded. She turned to Lucky and gave him a hug. "Thanks for Talking about it with me... Especially after yesterday.."

Lucky nodded, "Eh there's no point in hold grudges."

"Come one Renae!" Bristle said. "Bye! I love you Hope."

Hope waved, "Bye love!"

"Bye, Love you too!" Lucky called in a monotoned voice, before her started chuckling.

Bristle rolled her eyes. "I guess I love you to Lucky."

"Of course you do, everyone loves me... Including the Lucry shippers." He called.

Bristle didn't dare ask what that was. "Come on Renae. You might like this idea."