Regular P.O.V

"Liam is Blossom's childhood friend."

Brick turned around and a confused look was on his face. "Bubbles? How do you know that?"

Bubbles smiled faintly. "I'm one of her best friends. But even I didn't know that a few years ago. I won't tell you much, because that would be like giving away one of her most treasured secrets." She replied softly as she moved her bangs out of her face. "But it's a long story."

Brick smirked. "I've got time." And I can use this to blackmail her. But it'll be pointless. Blossom will be dead in a few weeks anyways.

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"You see when Blossom was little she was abandoned by her parents. Liam is a guy who helped her out. That's all I'm going to say. Well, I have a date with Boomer so, have a good day!" Bubbles said cheerfully as she skipped off leaving a more confused Brick.

As she was skipping Bubbles frowned. "Blossom..."

"Hey what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Bubbles asked quietly as she sat next to Blossom who had tears streaming down her face.

"I just can't do it anymore Bubbles... This life sucks. I have no one to live for. I'm all alone." Blossom responded  sadly as she lowered her head.

"Shut up Blossom." Bubbles said as she hugged her. "You have Buttercup and me!"

"Yeah! You can tell us anything you know that right? No judging." Buttercup said as she appeared next to the doorway and walked to Blossom, joining the hug. "Come on. What's wrong?" she sat down next to her, the bed squeaking from the weight of three girls.

"Well, I don't want you to worry about someone as pathetic as me." Blossom replied as she lowered her head even more.

"Please just tell us Blossom." Bubbles pleaded as her hug on her tightened.

"We won't judge." Buttercup repeated again, hoping that those words would encourage the depressed red-head girl to share her story.

Blossom lifted her head and nodded. She wiped her tear away from her eyes and cleared her throat. "O-okay. I trust you guys. When I was little, I was abandoned by my parents. I was then left on my own to survive. One day, when I was wondering the streets, this black van pulled up to where I was and kidnapped me. There were other girls and boys in there. They were around my age, and they all seemed so... scared. We were taken to this hidden place around the forest. When we arrived to the place, we were-" Blossom began to sob harder and was given a hug by Bubbles and Buttercup.

"T-thanks. We were thrown into cells. I remember this girl who was really nice to me. She had purple-dyed hair and her name was Lily. She gave me some of her extra 'food'. It wasn't really considered food. It all tasted disgusting. But we had to eat it to survive. There were s-some girls who d-died. The boys lasted longer than most of us. At day we were put to work. We had to move huge rocks and move dirt. We, w-we were treated as slaves. If one of us died, the corpse was thrown into a lake. It was terrible." Blossom buried her head in her hand as more sobs racked her body.

Buttercup rubbed Blossom's back as tears began to fall from her face. Bubbles was already crying and couldn't face them. "Y-you don't have to continue Blossom."

Blossom shook her head. "No, I-I need to tell someone this. I need to let it all go. O-or else depression will get to me and I'll end up doing something r-rash."

Buttercup nodded and patted her back, signaling her to continue.

"A few months l-later, there was an explosion. We were all scared but we had to check it out. Someone came running back. He had a huge smile on his face. He said that someone had come to save us. But as soon as he said that a rock fell on him and killed him. We were all shocked but happy at the same time that we were going to be freed from that place. We all ran out happily. And it was true. Someone had come to save us. A few seconds later, I was pushed to the ground. And I couldn't run anymore. And I was left there. I kept crying and crying. Until someone came and placed a hand under me. When I looked up there was a boy around my age only he was a year older than me." Blossom smiled faintly and sighed before continuing.

"He helped me out a lot. He took me to his home where his parents gave everything I needed. Food, clothes, a room, toys, and a great education. I wanted to make them proud of me. So everyday I would study as much as I could. I never went out, and was always bullied for that. But Liam was always there for me. He understood that I wanted to make his parents proud of me and encouraged me. Life was very beautiful. But a few years later, I was in a nearby town helping other students with their homework when I got the news. My foster parents and my first l-love were brutally murdered. Then their house was set on fire. You see this bow I have on right now?" Blossom slowly took off her red bow, letting her hair loose and hugged it. "It was the last gift I received from my foster mother."

Bubbles and Buttercup's eyes widened in shock and realization. They finally understood why that bow was so important to her.

"I lived on my own and continued my studies. I had nothing to live for until the librarian Mrs. Johnson, she recommended that I transfer from that school to a public for a 'scenery change'. I agreed and transfered. I met you two. And I felt grateful for everything that you two have done for me. You've helped me when I was sad, you accepted the fact that I have a need to get the best grades. And I really love you guys, so, so much!"

"Bubbles?"

Said blonde girl looked up to see her boyfriend. "H-hey Boomer!" She stood up and hugged him.

Boomer pulled away and put his hands on her shoulders. "Why are you crying?"

"Huh?" Bubbles touched her face and felt her cheeks were wet and had some tears streaming down from her eyes. Her eyes slightly widened and she shook her head. "It's nothing. I just remembered something sad." She smiled and linked her arm with Boomer. "Let's go!"

Boomer frowned buy shrugged it off, deciding that if she were to cry again, he would definitely have to pry an answer from her.

"O-okay!"