Chapter 9
"Ma ma." Melinda screamed and clapped excitedly as her mum played with her in the sun room.
Unaware of the figure that had shimmer in the lounge room observing. "I'm an aunt?" She whispered underneath her breath. Seeing Piper playing with her daughter, seeing the love that Piper held for her daughter, Prue felt the ache deep in her heart, how she missed Piper, oh, how she want to run up to her and put her arms around her, to feel once again love. Hearing the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, she hid out of sight and observed the scene.
"Paige, what's up?"
"So that's Paige. My baby sister." Prue looked at her baby sister up and down, then at Piper looking at the both of them, seeing the strong resembles in each of them. She knew then at that moment Sam was right about everything he had said. "I'm worried about Phoebe."
"Phoebe? Why?"
"Don't tell her I told you this, okay?" Piper nodded. "I think, I think she's in trouble. She been acting jumpy ever since the storm."
"Well, you heard her this morning about watching too many horror movies, perhaps it caught up with her."
"No, I don't think it's that, I think there's something else, something that she's not telling us."
Prue felt a bit of anger building up when she heard the last bit, even now with everything that had happened. Phoebe still hid things from them, 'if she didn't, if she did what we had told her to do in the first place then…' Prue broke from her thoughts the evil inside her was creeping back, making her think negatively. She carried on watching the scene before her. Watching as the new found sister sat down comfortly with Piper and her daughter, taking in how relaxed she was with Piper, couldn't help but feel jealous at the interaction between the two. She turned towards the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs and hid even further in the shadows to see Phoebe, coming down them and towards the sunroom.
Stepping out of the shadows and a bit closer to the sunroom, seeing the three of them together, seeing how similar all three were, seeing how they all have both their mother's and Victor's brown eyes. She saw how compatible they were and only then did she took a good look around the lounge, photos of her had been removed and replaced with pictures of Paige, SHE had been replaced. She knew she was no longer needed, forgotten, a 'lost' soul.
She couldn't stay there any longer, she lost her place with them, her heart ached, like someone drove a dagger in it, as she took everything in. 'Fine.' She thought to herself. The ache had now turned into a burning rage. 'They've forgotten about me.' her eyes turn to slits, anger, rage and hate filled her body. 'I forget them.' She turned and shimmered, narrowly missing Phoebe walking in, with Melinda.
Phoebe stopped briefly as she saw the distortion of air and clutching her niece tightly to her chest, Melinda squealed. "You saw that too, right?" Her feelings about being watched becoming stronger.