The struggles of the Halliwell sisterhood

A/N; Well the name is kind of self explaining, this is the sequel to The secrets of the Halliwell sisterhood. There are some changes though – still 4 writers, one for each sister but we have switched roles. It shouldn't be too complicated and if it's confusing then I'm sure it will be fine when you get in to it.

Disclaimer; Well we didn't own the last story but guess what….we don't own this one either. Kind of sad actually…maybe even pathetic but we don't so don't sue us…

Summary; 4 sisters torn apart…can they find their way back to each other…or is it too late?

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Paige's POV (emelie172)

1. Fairytales and fantasies

Do you remember those books they read to you when you're a kid? Those books that your mother pulls out from the bookcase and takes with her into you bed. Where she lies down and tucks you in before she starts to read. Those books that are always filled with princesses with long golden hair that always gets the prince in the end. Where animals can talk and everything always turn out okay as long as you're good.

Well what a load of crap, I can't believe mothers do that to their children; they set them out for disappointment before they even get out in life.

That's how it felt for me, I lived that fairytale for years but now – now I was on my own. And honestly I have seen too much to ever go back to being that innocent girl waiting for her prince to come…

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The sound of screeching chairs, people running and slamming doors woke me up from my uneasy sleep. It was always the same here, people hurried to get up; if you were slow you might miss breakfast.

I guess that's what they get for cramming 50 something kids into one home. Sure a big home but still. I had been here at saint Agnes's orphanage for 7 weeks now after I got kicked out from my foster home. Really I did get kicked out, well less the kicking and more the yelling. So maybe I was yelled out.

"Paige" I moved around and peeked my head out from under my covers. By my bedside stood my room mate and peered down at me.

"What?" I pulled the covers back over my head and hope she would just go away.

"Breakfast" she said and took hold of my covers, pulling them off. Leaving me on the bed with nothing but my pyjamas to shield me from the cold.

"Abbieeee" I cried but she was long gone, leaving me alone in the small room. Then again we were lucky, most rooms held three or even up to five kids.

With a sigh I pulled myself up from the bed and moved over to my closet. Closet – okay so it's one of my moving boxes. Can't get used to fancy things here. I dug through the box and found a pair of black jeans and a T-shirt. I changed quickly and was happy to put my feet in my shoes so I no longer had to stand on the cold floors. I let the bush go through my hair a few times before I tied it up in a pony tail. It was getting too long now, not that anyone would notice. Prue was always the one to notice things like that…but Prue wasn't here anymore – none of them were.

I moved out of the room and down the hall, I could hear the other kids screaming and yelling from the dining room. There was no way I could do that today and it was not like anyone would miss me either.

So instead of joining in on the 'fun' in the dining room I headed for the doors. We could always come and go as we wanted that was of curse until we reached the fence that went all around the ground. Not one of those cute fences they have to keep kids in at pre-schools though – no it was huge ones that would be impossible to climb. Some of the older kids did whisper stories about a boy named David though, they said he escaped last year but no one knew for sure.

"Thinking about busting out?" I spun around at the sound of his voice. And he stood there with his cocky smile that he never seemed to go anywhere without. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't feeling a bit disappointed that you didn't ask me to join you."

"I am not breaking out, Kyle" I replied and turned my back to the fence. "I was just thinking."

"Thinking about what?" Kyle asked but I just walked past him towards the back end of the yard. Unfortunately he didn't take the hint and followed. "Thinking about me?" he asked and placed his grinning face in front of mine.

"Not even close" I stated and pushed past him on my way to the lake.

Okay so maybe it wasn't a real lake; it was more of a pond filled with deep brown water. I used to sit there from time to time to think.

"Oh come on, where is that fun girl I used to know…huh P-girl?" Kyle asked and used the stupid nickname he had come up with ages ago. "She would never have that sad look on her face."

"Well I do" I snapped and stopped. "I have the right to be sad, and give it up on the nickname, okay."

"Okay so why are you sad?" Kyle asked just as another boy walked up to us.

"Hey guys, what are you talking about?"

"We are finding out why Paige is so moody" Kyle answered.

"You're sad?" Henry stated just by looking at me. It always surprised me how well he knew me. Then again good friends do that, I guess.

"It's been a month since my sister's birthday" I revealed.

"And you forgot to give her a present?" Kyle asked.

"NO!" I shot him what I hope was an evil grams look. I never really got that look as good as Prue and Phoebe though.

"Prue's 18" Henry said quietly and jammed his elbow into his friend's side.

"Hey" Kyle rubbed his side. "Oh…wait I get it" he added and his smile faded. "She never called."

"She's coming" I said and fought of those evil tears that threatened to break out.

"I'm sure she is" Henry said and smiled reassuringly.

"Yeah sure she is" Kyle added.

"What if she won't?" I asked even though I didn't want to. "What if she doesn't care anymore? What is she is happy to have dumped me here?"

"She loves you" Henry said and placed en arm over my shoulders.

"Yeah" I nodded slightly. "She will come."

"She will" Kyle replied. "And hey if she doesn't we can always escape."
That made me smile, give it to Kyle to come up with the most crazy plans…sometimes he even reminded me of someone I used to know…Glen.

"Now come on lets get some food, I'm starving" Henry said and moved his arm from me, leading the way towards the doors again.

"Yeah, you coming P-girl?" Kyle asked and gave me one more smile.

"Sure" I didn't even comment on the nickname, maybe a part of me started to like it.

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Maybe everyone needs that small part of innocence in life…some people might say I was crazy for believing but I knew that even though the prince would never come for me…my sister would…