Hey guys,
I'm sorry about the story going missing, I have no idea what happened. However, I am reposting the whole completed story chapter at a time starting from chapter 8. If you've read it before, any chance of telling me where I got to, because I honestly can't remember.
Thanks, Ya'll.
ENJOY
Deadly Honest
The Dreaded Phone Call!
She was so pleased to be home, back with her sisters and living in the manor again. Life had been hard for her in New York and she had really missed Prue and Piper, even though she knew that Prue was still mad at her with the whole Rodger situation. Don't blame yourself, she thought, it was not you who was being untruthful.
Her thoughts again turned back to her experience in New York. The people there were frightening, threatening, especially for Phoebe. She had been new there and wasn't used to their busy and almost harsh ways. Survival of the fittest is how she best described it and her selection of men there hadn't got to a good start either. She thought she had found the one, you know? Until he started..
"Phoebe!" Piper's call rang though her ears, snapping her out of her daydream. She orientated herself before yelling back.
"Yeah?! What's up?!" It wasn't difficult for Phoebe to carry out a yell from her bedroom to the kitchen.
"Phone!" Piper called back up.
Phoebe wondered whom it was that was calling her. Nobody usually called her. Nobody had any reason to call her. Nether the less, she hopped off her bed and ran down the stairs nearly hitting the wall at the bottom.
Piper gasped at her sister's "almost" collision with the wall. "Why do you do that to me?" she said, recovering from the shock.
Phoebe just smiled at her and grabbed the phone. "Halloo?!" Phoebe sang into the phone.
"Hey sexy. How are you doing? I haven't seen you in a while."
The words rushed into Phoebe's head. Panic and fear started to kick in. she knew who it was. There was only one person with a voice like his. He could make you feel so dirty. Phoebe felt as though she was going to be sick.
Piper also very quickly noticed Phoebe's panic and fear. The colour in her face had very quickly drained and she could see her sister's hands shacking, something they rarely did.
"I've missed you"
The words just kept coming. She wanted to put the phone down but she was paralysed with fear. How did he get her number? She hadn't told him, had she?
"I'm coming for you, sexy"
His ice-cold words shivered down her spine. Did he know where she was? She desperately hoped not.
He hung up, laughing at the effect his words had on her. Phoebe still had no feeling. His words just kept repeating them selves in her mind.
Piper could stand it no longer. She grabbed the phone off Phoebe, but when she picked it up, no one was there. She put it back in its cradle.
"Phoebe. Phoebe!"
It was as if she had just woken from a nightmare. But still living it. She looked at Piper. Piper could see the fear in her sparkling eyes, she knew it.
A sudden bout of nausea hit her. She dived for the staircase and flew up it as fast as she could. She ran into the bathroom and lifted up the seat to the toilet.
From the bottom of the stairs Piper could hear her vomit into the toilet. She had never seen her sister react that way before. It scared her. She thought she ought to call Prue.
I'm sorry about the story going missing, I have no idea what happened. However, I am reposting the whole completed story chapter at a time starting from chapter 8. If you've read it before, any chance of telling me where I got to, because I honestly can't remember.
Thanks, Ya'll.
ENJOY
Deadly Honest
The Dreaded Phone Call!
She was so pleased to be home, back with her sisters and living in the manor again. Life had been hard for her in New York and she had really missed Prue and Piper, even though she knew that Prue was still mad at her with the whole Rodger situation. Don't blame yourself, she thought, it was not you who was being untruthful.
Her thoughts again turned back to her experience in New York. The people there were frightening, threatening, especially for Phoebe. She had been new there and wasn't used to their busy and almost harsh ways. Survival of the fittest is how she best described it and her selection of men there hadn't got to a good start either. She thought she had found the one, you know? Until he started..
"Phoebe!" Piper's call rang though her ears, snapping her out of her daydream. She orientated herself before yelling back.
"Yeah?! What's up?!" It wasn't difficult for Phoebe to carry out a yell from her bedroom to the kitchen.
"Phone!" Piper called back up.
Phoebe wondered whom it was that was calling her. Nobody usually called her. Nobody had any reason to call her. Nether the less, she hopped off her bed and ran down the stairs nearly hitting the wall at the bottom.
Piper gasped at her sister's "almost" collision with the wall. "Why do you do that to me?" she said, recovering from the shock.
Phoebe just smiled at her and grabbed the phone. "Halloo?!" Phoebe sang into the phone.
"Hey sexy. How are you doing? I haven't seen you in a while."
The words rushed into Phoebe's head. Panic and fear started to kick in. she knew who it was. There was only one person with a voice like his. He could make you feel so dirty. Phoebe felt as though she was going to be sick.
Piper also very quickly noticed Phoebe's panic and fear. The colour in her face had very quickly drained and she could see her sister's hands shacking, something they rarely did.
"I've missed you"
The words just kept coming. She wanted to put the phone down but she was paralysed with fear. How did he get her number? She hadn't told him, had she?
"I'm coming for you, sexy"
His ice-cold words shivered down her spine. Did he know where she was? She desperately hoped not.
He hung up, laughing at the effect his words had on her. Phoebe still had no feeling. His words just kept repeating them selves in her mind.
Piper could stand it no longer. She grabbed the phone off Phoebe, but when she picked it up, no one was there. She put it back in its cradle.
"Phoebe. Phoebe!"
It was as if she had just woken from a nightmare. But still living it. She looked at Piper. Piper could see the fear in her sparkling eyes, she knew it.
A sudden bout of nausea hit her. She dived for the staircase and flew up it as fast as she could. She ran into the bathroom and lifted up the seat to the toilet.
From the bottom of the stairs Piper could hear her vomit into the toilet. She had never seen her sister react that way before. It scared her. She thought she ought to call Prue.