BLACK PAST

Prue 24
Piper 22
Phoebe 19
Paige 18

It was past twelve now and the oldest Halliwell was sat at the kitchen table flipping through some files from the auction house. Really she was just keeping busy not really getting much done because every few seconds she would look over to the clock.

She looked over to see her sister walk in, "Hay Paige have you seen Phoebe?" The oldest asked.

Paige continued over to the fridge and took a bottle of water from it, and then she turned and headed to the table where Prue was sat, "Not since today. I was waiting up for her, you know see if she's okay."

Prue now closed the folders and paid full attention to Paige, "Why wouldn't she be?" She asked,

Paige shrugged, "It's just today, Phoebe and J had a big bust up, was not pretty" the youngest took a swig of water, before continuing. "She was really broken." Prue sighed, "What did he do now?" She asked, as if expecting what was to come.

"He was just himself, but Phoebe was so stressed that she just, let him have it." "Yeah well maybe she realizes what a loser he is." Prue spoke,

"It was just, he is not paying her any attention and I swear if he was my boyfriend I'd kill him. Phoebe's pretty low; stuff is just getting a bit too much. We were walking through the park today and happened to come across him, sitting on the grass, round some of his friends with some girl, head resting on his lap, she was all over him."

Prue was disgusted, "Are you kidding me?" She asked,

Paige shook her head, "No"

"Loser" Prue spoke, not fully believing what was just said, "What did he do?"

"Him and Phoebe had a full blown screaming match in front of everyone...she was really broken. He just blew her off and turned his back on her."

"After every thing she has been through"

Paige nodded, "Yep, and I am really worried she walked off today, and I have not seen her since."

Prue stood to her feet, "Have you tried her mobile?" She asked.

Paige nodded, "Turned off" She explained.

"Prue I am really worried, she sobbed her heart out in my arms today. And now this, she'll break. She has always relied on him...how could he."

"Let's worry about that later" Paige nodded.

"Well look, you and I both know that Phoebe will be back when she is ready...so I think we should go and get some sleep." Paige reluctantly nodded and both headed upstairs.

Three hours after this the front door flung open, staggering in was a very drunk Phoebe, her eyes not able to focus and her hands shaking as it gripped the near empty bottle of vodka. She walked through to the kitchen and found herself been pulled, by what can only be described as an invisible gravitational pull...or the need to numb the pain. But her final destination was the liquor cupboard in the corned. She through the empty vodka bottle onto the work surface. Knocking over various things in the process. Taking the large, bottle of whisky and walked towards the table she stumbled knocking the chairs to the floor. She just shook her head and undid the top off the bottle. Walking towards the back door she pushed it opened and staggered towards the deck chair, falling onto it she continued to drink...as she watched the night pass, she downed the alcohol in the bottle, it was comforting, bitter taste made her for get about everything...He life, her boyfriend and even her past. But only for one night as it would all flood back tomorrow.