Before Prue had the chance to tell Grams what had happened, a pitter-patter was heard coming from the stairs. The wood floors were creaking a little with whatever was making its way towards the solarium.

"Shhh! You're gonna give us up!" A little voice echoed throughout the downstairs. After a few seconds, the same voice started talking again. "Ouch! What was that for?"

"'Cause you are the one that started talking while I was just walking!"

"But you're the one that heard the doorbell!"

"Would you just be quiet Phoebe?"

"Fiiinne, Pi-per," Phoebe over enunciated. Grams looked at Prue. She started to whisper, imitating Phoebe and Piper.

"Do you want them to know?" Grams placed a hand on Prue's back. She felt something sticky. Confused, she brought her away from Prue's back. What she saw astounded her. "My Lord, Prue, you're bleeding!" Prue barely lifted her face towards Penny. This only allowed for the tops of her ice-blue eyes to be seen.

"It's already scabbing, Grams," Prue said weakly. "I don't feel it anyway." She lowered her head and sniffled. A tissue box appeared on her lap which made Prue look back up. Phoebe stood there looking extremely scared. Phoebe never saw her big sister cry. Prue scooped up 12 year-old Phoebe in a great, big hug of thanks. Well, she tried scooping her sister up. When Prue put her sister back on the floor, she placed each hand on either side of Phoebe's head. She then brought Phoebe's forehead to her lips and kissed it. "Thanks, Pheebs," Prue said with a sob stopping in the middle of her throat.

Prue then noticed something in the corner of her eye. It was Piper hesitantly coming around the wall the separated the stairs and the solarium.

"Prue?" She said quietly. "Can I, um, get you anything?" Piper stood there. She had her hands laced behind her back and was rocking back and forth on her feet.

"Just come here and sit with me, Grams, and Pheebs," Prue responded while patting the couch next to her right. Piper sat next to Prue while Phoebe sat next to Piper.

"Prudence," Penny began. "Are you sure you are ready? I mean, are you able to tell your sisters?" Penny was hesitant for allowing Piper and Phoebe to hear what happened to their older sister. They have always known Prue as strong, independent- as much as she could with the control of Grams- and rebellious. Prue nodded at her grandmother's question.

"Well," Penny said. "Just let me wash my hand." Once she stood up, she started walking towards the kitchen, but she stopped. Penny turned and faced her three granddaughters. "Prudence, you really should clean up as well."


After Penny and Prue finished washing up and getting more comfortable, they met in Prue's room. Prue sat cross-legged in the middle of her bed. Her sisters flanked her sides, sort of acting like her body guards even though they were younger. Penny pulled a chair up to the side of the bed facing her granddaughters. This was the closest she could be to Prue because both Piper and Phoebe insisted on being next to their sister.

"Prudence," Penny began. "If you feel uncomfortable at any time, we can stop and let you take a break." Prue took a deep breath, but didn't begin speaking. Her mouth suddenly felt dry. She couldn't make words come out of her mouth. Making that night's memories come to the surface was harder than she thought would be. Out of nervousness, she ran her tongue across her braces. Feeling the little bumps on her teeth reminded her of the little bumps you have on the road of life. This was a combination of two of those little bumps. Shaking her head to clear out all of the thoughts, Prue was able to take a breath and begin her story of what had taken place.

(Flashback)

"I am going to his house whether you like or not!" Prue yelled at her grandmother. She was currently sporting a short, silver skirt that barely covered her bottom. A blue shirt adorned her upper body. Black leather, high-top boots and a black leather jacket accented her apparel. Prue lifted her chin slightly which made her bangs split in the middle of her forehead. The rest of her jet black flowed down her back. Her bright blue eyes bore down on her grandmother.

"Fine!" Penny shouted back as she put up her hands in surrender. "You do what you want, Prudence. I just have your destiny in mind! You need to get some sense beat into you! It's your fault if you end up in trouble." She turned around and walked away from her eldest granddaughter. Penny didn't understand this rebellious stage that Prue was in. She loved her, but sometimes she felt as if she couldn't get to her.

Prue pushed her hair behind her head as she turned around with confidence. She exited the house and slammed the door. With her excitement, she basically skipped over all of the steps to the sidewalk. The adrenaline flowing through her system propelled her to Justin's house. Justin was nothing like Andy. Andy was a gentleman and never forced Prue to do anything she didn't want to do. Justin coerced Prue to do the things he wanted to do. He also introduced Prue to some dangerous activities along the lines of stealing and drinking. Prue's mind told her that these things were good. Others who looked at Prue and Justin's relationship from the outside would realize that it wasn't right. Everything that was bad Prue thought was good.

When Prue reached Justin's house, she heard loud music blearing. She had to ring the doorbell over ten times before Justin reached the front door. As the door opened, Prue had a whiff of booze and cigarettes. Vibrations were felt through the front porch.

"Hey, babe," Justin said. He grabbed Prue's ass and pulled her swiftly against his body. Justin forced Prue's lips to his. As their kiss ended, Prue had to gag. Alcohol and cigarettes overwhelmed her senses. The act of her gagging enraged Justin. "Something wrong, bitch?" He grabbed onto her wrist and pulled her into the house with the door slamming behind them. Justin locked the door and started dragging Prue in the direction of his bedroom.

"Justin, stop it!" Prue started struggling. "You're hurting my wrist…" Prue was trying to loosen Justin's grip with her free hand. Unexpectedly, Justin let go, turned around, and slapped Prue right on the cheek. The force of the slap made Prue fall to the ground. She immediately brought a hand up to her injured cheek. Gingerly, she placed that hand on her cheek. It was already hot from the impact. Prue looked up into Justin's eyes. What frightened her was that she saw no sorrow or sadness in his eyes. In fact, she saw no emotion in his eyes at all.

Knowing that she had to get out of the house, she immediately turned her body so she was on her knees. Prue tried to crawl to the front door, but was stopped by Justin. Justin grabbed hold of Prue by her hair and yanked her to her feet. In immense pain, Prue's hands immediately went to her scalp to try and soothe it. The next thing she knew, Prue was in Justin's room on the floor. The bad thing about that moment was is that she didn't know where Justin went. Suddenly, she felt a jarring pain in her back.

"Bitch, get up!" Justin slurred. He bent down and grabbed hold of her leather jacket. Justin then proceeded to throw Prue onto his bed. Prue thought she was going to be raped.

"Justin, no!" Prue screamed at the top of her lungs. If there was anyone else in the house, she knew they wouldn't hear her over the music. A fist appeared above her head and came down upon her head. Tears immediately sprung from her eyes. Even though her family thought she had a high tolerance for pain, she didn't. The thing was, was that she didn't want her family to know she was in pain. At this point, though, she couldn't help but to show that she was in pain.

In a moment of Justin taking a break from attacking Prue, she turned over and over until she fell onto the floor. Her fight-or-flight response kicked into gear. When Prue thought she had gotten away from Justin, she started to get up. All of a sudden, Prue felt a hand upon her shoulder. Again, she was on the ground. Prue started kicking wildly, and when she heard a cracking sound, she knew she had broken Justin's nose. This gave her the time she needed to get away from Justin and out of the house.