Chapter 10 - History Repeated
Staring at the calendar, Prue felt dread settle in, somewhere near her stomach. And it didn't have anything to do with the picture of kittens with scarily big round eyes.
Nope. This was about the date.
No way. She didn't need this, not now. Please, no ...
"Has he called?" Were Phoebe's first words as she walked through the door.
"No. How was shopping?" Prue said, her eyes rolling over the million or so bags hanging from Phoebe, Piper and Paige's hands and arms.
"Prue, maybe you should talk to him." Piper said.
"No. It's been two weeks. If he wanted to talk -"
"Prue, you need to talk to him. We are all sick of you moping around the house." Paige stated.
"I don't mope! I'm not even bothered he's leaving." Okay, that was just plain lying, and she knew it.
"There's nothing between Andy and I. It's over." More lying. Then she did what she'd done often over the last two weeks - she turned and walked away. She couldn't face it. That he was leaving. That he wasn't bothered about leaving her and Gina. That she still loved him.
And that ...
She reached the kitchen, and instead of heading the coffee pot as planned, walked towards the back door. There was one thing she had to face - weather she wanted to or not.
Sitting in the car outside the pharmacist's, she felt a familiar feeling of fear wash over her. Strange, that the same guy had caused this twice. With a sigh, she reached for the car door. She glanced left and right before taking a deep breath and walking into the pharmacist's; she didn't want anyone to see her. That's why she'd driven further than she needed to, where hopefully she wouldn't run into anyone.
Wrong.
"Prue!" An old school friend - what was her name? - was stood by the counter. "Prue!" She screeched again. "How are you!"
Cringing with embarrassment, Prue nodded.
"I'm great - uh -"
"That's fantastic! Me too!"
"Um ... OK ..."
"Well, I have to go, Prue! Nice seeing you again!"
"You too, uh, Carla." Prue muttered, relief passing over her face. She was leaving ... Prue wouldn't have to turn and drive even further ...
"Kylie." She corrected Prue, a frown forming on her face, as she finally walked through the door.
Walking quickly to the shelf, Prue pulled down three pregnancy tests - she wanted to be sure. Everything pointed in this direction - but she hoped she was wrong. Adding a bottle of aspirin she would no doubt need, she walked towards the counter, her head still down.
"Thanks." She muttered, taking the bag and her change, then fought the urge to run.
The urge took over as she walked into the manor though, and she ran up the stairs and into the bathroom. Taking deep breaths, she perched on the edge of the bath, reading the instructions through.
And hoping and praying she was wrong.
Andy sighed as he looked at the phone again, willing it to ring. But he knew it wouldn't. And he knew he should ring Prue. But ...
He couldn't.
Ring, ring. Ring, ring.
"Hello? Prue?" He cried desperately. But the voice that replied wasn't hers.
The double-glazing salesman was very annoyed when Andy slammed the phone down.
"OK, OK." Prue muttered a few minutes later, as she lifted the test up. "Pink line means ..." She checked the instructions nervously - the words she'd read a minute ago seemed new to her.
"Oh, no." She whispered. "Oh no ... Positive."
History was repeating itself.
Once she could put down to fate. But this time ...
Fate was determined to screw her over.
Wow, that's short. But I have to stop there, cos next comes a time leap ...