Phoebe stared at the ceiling. Her breathing was returning back to normal. She covered herself with the sheets and took a deep breath. She was confused. She really wanted what happened to happen, but she knew that it shouldn't have happened. Especially when she had so many questions about the Source, about him. She needed to know the whole truth in order to trust him completely again. She needed him to reassure her that history wouldn't repeat itself. She couldn't go through it again. She'd rather die than lose him or her sisters again.
Her thoughts were interrupted by his touch. He grabbed her hand and caressed it gently. She closed her eyes and pulled her hand back and stood up searching for her clothes.
"Where are you going?" Cole asked confused.
"Home." Phoebe said.
"Stay." Cole pleaded.
"This shouldn't have happened." Phoebe shook her head, still trying to find her bra, "God, where did you throw all my clothes?"
Cole stood up and put his boxers on.
"Phoebe, come on. Let's talk."
"No. Where is my bra? You ripped my shirt, how am I even going home?" Phoebe said frustrated.
"You've left a couple of shirts in the closet." Cole told her.
Phoebe headed towards her old closet and found a shirt and put it on. Then, she grabbed her skirt from the floor.
"Phoebe..."
"Please, don't." Phoebe stopped him, "I need to go home now. Please. Just... let me be for once in my life." Phoebe told him, as she wore her shoes and looked at him emotionally.
Cole felt defeated and couldn't say a word. He just watched her gathering her things and leaving.
"Can't believe I let this happen." Phoebe said under her breath, "Stupid. Stupid. Stupid." She touched her forehead and headed home.
Hopefully, everyone was asleep, she took a shower and touched her body. She hurt everywhere, what had he done to her? Phoebe took a look of her body in the mirror and saw bruises and bitemarks.
"What the hell?" Phoebe whispered.
She felt him everywhere. She headed to her bedroom, put on her night shirt and laid under the covers. She sighed and licked her lips. She could still taste him. She closed her eyes and hugged her pillow. She had to figure out what to do with Cole. She wanted to be with him, but she was scared to death with all the past events. She would never let her family get in danger again. She just wouldn't allow that ever again.
The next day, Phoebe woke up early and went to work. She stopped in her tracks when she saw a big bouquet of red roses on her desk. She sighed and moved closer. She placed her bag on her desk and opened the note.
"I hope your day is as beautiful as you are. Love you."
Phoebe couldn't help the little smile that played on her lips. She rolled her eyes and sighed. "He needs to stop." Phoebe thought. She picked up her phone and called his cell phone.
"Hey." She could tell he was smiling.
"Did you send me flowers this morning?" Phoebe asked.
"Do you have other admirers I should be aware of?" Cole asked.
"You can't do this, Cole. We are broken up."
"Last night..."
"Last night was a mistake." Phoebe swallowed hard.
"No. It wasn't."
"My body is bruised. What did you do to me?" Phoebe lowered her voice and looked around to see if anyone could hear her.
"Mine too."
"What? No way. I didn't bruise you. And stop smiling." 'Like an idiot,' Phoebe wanted to add but she held it back.
"Yes, you're right. It's mostly scratches from your nails and bite marks."
"What?" Phoebe blushed.
"I don't mind them at all." Cole told her, which turned Phoebe on and cursed herself for it.
"I have to go back to work." Phoebe changed the subject.
"Ok."
"Ok."
"Did you like the roses?" Cole asked after a long silence.
"Yes." Phoebe said quickly.
"Good." Cole smiled again.
"But..."
"Shhh... Don't say anything. Have a great day, Phoebe. I love you." Cole told her and after a second unwillingly hang up.
"What am I going to do?" Phoebe asked herself.
This day felt so long, but she had to finish her column and hand it in before Elise's deadline. Her assistant told her Elise wanted to see her.
"Elise?"
"Phoebe, great! Come in!" Elise said all enthusiastically. Phoebe had never seen her like that, "I want you to meet the new owner of the paper, Jason Dean."
"Hi, I'm Phoebe Halliwell." Phoebe said, as Jason Dean turned around to face her.
"I know. Jason. Jason Dean." He smiled up to her and gave his hand.
Phoebe opened her mouth and stared at him. He looked so handsome, her jaw dropped open.
"Nice to meet you." Phoebe smiled and took his hand, "No offense, but I thought that the paper wouldn't be sold for another 6 months at least."
"Yeah, well, I had to buy it now. Couldn't wait that long." Jason said.
"Cool." Phoebe smiled. "Cool? lol" Phoebe thought, "What are you? 12?"
Jason chuckled and got back to his seat. "Please, sit." Jason told her.
After a long hour, Phoebe's column had expanded and found out that shows on tv wanted her to guest star and share her advice with the world. It weren't few the times that she blushed, when Jason called her "sexy" and "sexy as hell". He really was something.
Phoebe entered her office only to see the flowers again and get back to reality. She had to deal with Cole. She decided to finish her column and head home.
"Phoebe!" Jason called after her, as he saw her leaving.
"Yes?" Phoebe smiled.
"Are you content with all the changes with your column?"
"Yes, everything sounds amazing and a little scary." Phoebe laughed.
"No, I think you can handle it. You are fantastic at your job."
"Thank you. That means a lot." Phoebe smiled even more.
Cole entered the office and saw Phoebe talking with a tall guy with blue eyes. They seemed so absorbed in their conversation. He noticed how Phoebe's eyes glowed and her cheeks turned a light shade of red. He frowned. Phoebe was his and no one else would steal her away from him. All he wanted to do was punch that guy for even breathing so close to her. Instead, he decided to make his move differently.
"Phoebe, honey, hi!" He flashed her a smile and grabbed her waist and kissed her.
Phoebe was taken aback by his sudden appearance. All she could do was just stand there.
"What..?"
"Ready to go?" Cole interrupted her and looked at a confused Jason.
"Sorry, have we met? Cole Turner, Phoebe's husband." Cole made sure that guy knew Phoebe was off limits.
"Yeah, but we're getting divorce." Phoebe laughed.
"Oh." Jason uttered.
"We're still talking about that. Won't happen anytime soon." Cole said.
"Cole..."
"Phoebe is everything ok?" Jason asked her.
"Everything is great." Cole told him.
"We need to talk." Phoebe looked at Cole.
"Yes. I made a dinner reservation. We should get going." Cole looked at his watch and turned towards Jason, "Sorry, I didn't catch your name."
"Jason Dean. I'm the new owner of the Bay Mirror."
"Congratulations. I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation, but we have to get going."
"Bye." Phoebe told him.
"Bye." Jason said confused and saw Phoebe pushing her husband's hand away from her waist.
"What do you think you're doing? Coming at my work place uninvited and interrupting me when I talk with my boss and kissing me in front of him? Have you completely lost your mind?" Phoebe told him, once they entered the elevator.
"He just seemed way too close to you for comfort." Cole faced her.
"I was very comfortable, thank you very much." Phoebe told him and saw Cole's frown and felt his heart break. She didn't want him to see her like that with another guy. She knew what it was like. While at corporate parties, she had seen so many girls drooling over Cole. Even his assistant. A long time ago, she had admitted to herself that she had been jealous and she couldn't help it. She didn't want to upset Cole like that.
"What are you doing?" Phoebe took a step back, as she felt Cole's hand touching her lips.
"Your lips are bleeding." Cole said.
"Oh." Phoebe touched them with her finger and saw the blood.
"You did this, you know." Phoebe told him as she took the hankerchief he offered her.
"What?" Cole asked confused.
"I told you. It's like you marked my body with your hands. You bit my lips way too hard." Phoebe told him.
"I didn't mean to hurt you." Cole frowned.
"I know. I don't know what happened last night, but..."
"I know. Wanna see my back?" Cole smiled to her.
"God, Cole. We are dangerous to each other."
"No, we are not. That was just our passion for each other. I couldn't get enough of you, you couldn't get enough of me."
Phoebe sighed and the elevator finally dinged indicating them that they are at the parking floor.
"I'm sorry about earlier." Cole said.
"No, you are not." Phoebe told him.
"No, I am not. You know me too well..." Cole smiled.
"I do." Phoebe whispered.
"But, I just..."
"I know..."
"Come to dinner, Phoebe. Please." Cole begged her.
"Ok." Phoebe said after two seconds.
"Thank you." Cole sighed from relief.
Hi! Sorry for not updating all this time none of my stories, but I guess I didn't have inspiration. I hope you like this chapter! If you do, then leave me a review, so I know people are still reading my stories and I will update soon.
