Paige watched as Glen hugged Jessica, and her heart felt like it was being ripped straight out of her chest. She had been hurt so many times before, you would think by now she would have a thicker skin.

Slowly, she turned and walked away, consumed by nausea. It took a lot for her to resist keeling over and vomiting right in the middle of the park. How could this have happened?

As she got to the gate, her whole body was urging her to turn back around run into Glen's arms, preferably throwing Jessica into the pond as she did so. But she couldn't, could she? Glen had made it clear that he had chosen. It was just hard for Paige to accept that he had chosen against her.

She started her car, but couldn't make herself move. What was she going to do? She had lost her best friend, and it was hitting her hard.

She felt herself start sobbing, her whole body racking with emotion. Glen had always been there for her. What was she supposed to do without him?

He had been the one to fight off the only boys from bothering her during recess, he had been the one to help her with her math homework, he had been to one to come play at her house, when none of the other kids would. He was a fixture of her childhood.

He was also her first kiss, her first time, her first love. He was her everything and it was hard for her to see past that.

Glen had promised her adventures. "We're going to climb Mount Everest together Noogie" using his exclusive nickname for her. "We're going to take over the world!"

And she had believed him, because Glen was always right. Always had been.

They of course, didn't take over the world. They didn't get married like they always thought they would either. "Three kids Noogie, so they'll have siblings like we don't"

Maybe he grew to hate her because of her sisters. Maybe he felt pushed aside, because she rarely called him, rarely emailed him. Come to think of it, they had hardly spoken since she moved in with her sisters and it was all of her fault.

Realizing that she had been sitting and crying for a while, Paige realized she better try and get home before she became so distraught she couldn't operate her car or herself for that matter.

As she wiped the mascara trails from her pale cheeks, she felt her hands shake. She was completely a mess. Still, she put the green Beatle into drive and headed home.

Driving down the highway, she couldn't help but feel like killing herself. The thought hadn't crossed her mind in a few years, but losing Glen was enough to reopen old scars.

Just get home to your sisters, she kept reminding herself. They'll know what to do, they'll protect you.

Although, her doubt reminded her, when she had first showed Piper the invitation and had come into the house flipping out, all Piper could do was yell at her to pick it up off the floor.

"Hey pick that up" Paige mimicked to herself as she pulled into the manor "What? You're having a problem? I'm too busy to care or notice"

Paige sighed and shook her head before exiting the car. She knew Piper wasn't under the spell yet when she had done that, but she really needed her sister now and causing a fight wouldn't make her any more allies.

Still, she couldn't help but feel like her sisters never spoke to her about anything. Her possession had been the most emotionally trying, and she was hurt that neither of her big sisters seemed to realize what was going on.

Climbing the steps to the manor, and entering she decided she would be the first to start conversation and to open up to her sister, which she rarely did. She knew Phoebe would be at work, but Piper had been a great support in the Phoebe-Cole fiasco, and she hoped Piper could prove equally supportive now.

"Piper?" she called out tossing her purse on the love seat "Pipe, are you home?"

There was no answer, so assuming Piper was at P3 she headed up to her room where she could be alone and cry some more. Maybe if she moped long enough, one of her sisters would find her and talk to her.

But when she opened the door to her room, Piper was in there, making the bed around her swollen pregnant belly, and straightening up what had been an incredible mess when Paige left.

"Piper?" Paige asked her nose wrinkling. "Did you lose something? Like your mind again?"

Piper laughed. "Oh hi Paigey. No, I didn't lose something you little smartass; I was just helping you keep your room clean since you seem to have trouble doing that yourself"

Paige pouted "I'm just eccentric."

Piper came over to Paige and kissed her head. "I know sweetie, but all eccentrics need a big sister to keep them in line."

Paige just nodded "Well thanks. I guess I'll try to be neater in the future." It's just another thing I have to add to my list of why I suck she added mentally.

Piper, in a way she imagined Prue had with Phoebe, picked up on Paige's emotions which indicated she had something bothering her.

"Missy Paige" Piper started looking at her sister's delicate face, pink from the March cold. "Is everything okay?"

Paige shook her head no "No, no. I-just-I-don't know. I really need to talk to you."

Piper, both surprised and pleased at Paige's admittance for help nodded. "Alright. I'll go make us some hot cocoa and we'll-"

Piper was cut off by the ringing of her own cell phone "Ooh. It's the club. I'm sorry Paige I've got to take this. We'll talk tonight after P3. I promise."

"Kay" Paige said quietly as Piper shuffled out of her bedroom, jabbering on the phone to whoever. Paige was willing to bet Piper wouldn't have chosen the club over Phoebe.

Not knowing what else to do, Paige turned over onto her pillow and cried. She cried because of Glen, because of her pathetic life, and because she still wasn't sure whether her sisters really loved her or not.