Title: Goodbye?
Author: icee
Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed or any of its characters.
A/N: This is a fic in Piper's point of view. It follows the story of Charmed, only that Piper and Leo didn't get married and Piper ended up with Dan. Prue also died and Paige is part of the story… somehow.
Summary: What if destiny didn't give Piper and Leo a chance? What if Piper and Leo just let go? What if they just said goodbye?
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When I woke up this morning, I ended up staring at the ceiling again. I still live at the same house and things have barely changed here. Maybe a few changes here and there - and probably the endless color of blue and clouds of the summer sky painted in my ceiling. I feel that someone is beside kiss and me on the cheek but I still lie down and let my thoughts drift away.
I've been thinking about this too much. The story of my life… of my love, and all the other things it has done to me. The pain, the joy- the lessons I've learned from it. I tried to forget about it before, but maybe destiny just doesn't want me to. This is the story of my life, my love – and the angel whose wings brought me to the top…
My sisters and I are witches. It was our destiny to be one and it was because of our destiny that I met him. After everything that happened to me, I struggled to be the same person that I was before – but it was simply impossible. So, I just let myself accept the reality that I was in, and live my life to the best that it can be.
But somehow along the way, I felt that he was there all along. And I was right. He was there completely. I couldn't believe it though, I couldn't believe that he was and would be a part of my so-called destiny. I mean, come on… he's just a handyman. He was simply our handyman, you know, a guy sent to fix the house from falling apart? A house like the ones our grandmother left us. It was funny when I remember the time that we first met him. My sister Phoebe and I both had the fling for him and we constantly argued for his attention. Funny though, Phoebe finally gave up and gave him to me.
We started out as friends, we chatted and told stories, while he fixed things around the house. We had a good relationship with each other. And then, just as I was falling for him, Phoebe found out a little secret about him. A secret that would change us forever. I learned that he was more than just a handy man. That he was more than that simple guy who I'm falling in love with. I realized that he was my angel.
I got mad at him for not telling me. It hurt me so bad. I kept asking myself… 'How come Phoebe knew about this? How come it wasn't me?' So there. I wallowed in that heartbreaking moment and he went away for a while so I could move on. We were ready to give up from that time on. But after a few certain circumstances, he had to come back, and this time, it wasn't me who needed help. He needed my help. And it was my love that saved him.