Recovery

“HOLY FUCK!” Lyra exclaimed stepping back. On the floor was Sunset, laying with a snapped rope around her. Her cut had reopened in her fall. Behind her was a chair that was tipped over.

“Lyra!” “LYRA!” Lyra could hear Bon Bon yelling frantically into her phone. “Are you okay?”

Shaking her daze off, Lyra cautiously stepped into the room and kneeled next to the girl checking her pulse. Oh thank God she has one, Lyra thought.

“You guys gotta get to me now. I found the person who lives here. It ain’t pretty.”

“Where are you?” Trixie asked nervously.

“Head up the stairs, take a left at the split hallway and look for the door that says maintenance.”

“We’re on our way,” Bon Bon said and Lyra could hear running. “Do you know who it is?”

“It’s that one girl from school, Sunset,” Lyra said.

Bon Bon snapped her fingers while skidding around the corner, “I knew those clothes in the bed room looked familiar!”

“How bad is she?” Trixie requested.

“She has a cut on her right arm that’s bandaged but bleeding and a noose around her neck. She’s lying on the floor.”

Bon Bon cursed softly under her breath. This doesn’t sound good, she thought to herself.

“Slowly loosen the noose,” Trixie directed.

“Okay it’s done,” Lyra said as she tossed it aside.

“How bad is her arm bleeding and how bad do you think her neck is injured?”

Lyra checked Sunsets right arm as her two friends burst into the room.

“Holy shit,” Trixie cursed. “Stabilize her neck, we gotta get her to my house and my mom.”

Bon Bon stared at Trixie in shock. “Are you crazy? She tried to kill herself, she needs a hospital!”

Trixie shook her head. “I’m gonna give a guess she’s from Princess Twilights world, so she won’t have any documentation to get proper care. My mom is a doctor, remember? She can help at home.”

Lyra broke in. “I hate to interrupt, but make a decision fast. I really don’t wanna go to jail at seventeen for involuntary manslaughter or something.”

“Bon Bon, hold her neck still and I mean keep it hella still. Lyra, help me carry her to your car. I hope it’s unlocked,” Trixie ordered.

Lyra nodded and all three girls got in position and lifted Sunset.

“If she wasn’t injured, I bet Bon Bon could carry her on her own,” Lyra joked slowly walking backwards with Trixie to the stairs and down them out to her car.

“Hush it,” Bon Bon snapped. “Nows hardly the time for jokes.”

“Yeah well, jokes are how I deal with stressful situations. Sorry for having coping mechanisms that don’t work for you.”

“Would you two quit it for five seconds, please?” Trixie groaned in frustration as she opened the back door to the car.

“Now Bon Bon I need you to hold her head in the back seat,” Trixie instructed. The girl nodded and did as she was told.
The other got in the driver and passenger seat and headed to Trixie’s moms house.

Trixie burst into her house. “Mom! Dad! I need your help at the car.”

Her parents came down from upstairs as Bon Bon and Lyra carried Sunset in. Trixie’s moms eyes widened.

“Put her on the couch,” she instructed.

The girls did so and stepped back. Trixie’s dad took them all to the kitchen to get the nerves in order. A short while later, Trixie’s mom joined them. All three girls looked up, making eye contact with the older woman.

“Well? How is she?” Lyra broke the silence.

“Her neck is fine, it isn’t broken. She’s gonna feel it when she wakes up. A chair shaped bruise is on her back, so I’m assuming a chair broke her fall. Her arm is fine now too and bandaged properly. What I don’t get is why you brought her here and not a hospital,” Trixie’s mom narrowed her eyes.

“The house was closer,” Trixie cut in quickly. Staring at her daughter to see if she was lying, Bon Bon quickly jumped in and backed Trixie’s statement up.

“She’s being honest.”

Trixie’s mom nodded. “Well take her to the spare room. You two can sleep in Trixie’s room. Think of it as a sleep over.” All three girls nodded and went to do their job assigned to them.

Fifty minutes later, all three girls were sitting on Trixie’s bedroom floor playing Uno but it was clear to all of them their hearts weren’t into it.

“Well, tonight was eventful,” Lyra said evenly.

Bon Bon snorted. “That’s an understatement of the century.”

“Why are we helping her exactly? Doesn’t the whole school hate her right now?” Lyra questioned out loud.

“Well yeah they do, but she never did anything to us during her rule of terror remember? She always left us three alone,” Bon Bon retorted. “Besides, she tried to kill herself. Wouldn’t you want her to help you like we did to her if she found you in that situation?”

Lyra rubbed the back of her neck. “When you put it like that, yeah it makes sense.”

“She always left Trixie alone too. Only thing she ever did was call me a failed magician that one time when she had a bad day,” Trixie piped in.

“It’s getting late,” Bon Bon noticed.

“Yes brilliant observation,” Lyra commented.

“Hush,” Bon Bon glared at Lyra.

“Trixie will get blankets and pillows,” she stood up and went downstairs to retrieve said items.Ten minutes later, she returned with an armful of blankets and pillows.

“Trixie has returned,” Trixie announced with a tired smile.Lyra rubbed the sleep out of her eyes.

“Bon Bons already asleep,” she commented. She glanced at Trixie as she stood up.”Are you perfectly okay with Sunset being here after her attempt?”

“Yeah? Trixie wouldn’t have brought her here if she wasn’t comfortable with it,” Trixie remarked. She narrowed her eyes.”Why do you ask?”

Lyra fidgeted nervously. “Well I mean your uncle and all.”

“Trixie can handle anything,” Trixie declared.

Lyra nodded and covered Bon Bon with a blanket and gently lifted her head to shove a pillow under it.

“Goodnight Trix,” Lyra said after making her own makeshift bed and laying down in it. Trixie nodded as she settled onto her bed.

“Goodnight Lyra.”