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Chapter Fourteen: That Attic Fight
Synopsis:
As the witches try to find a plan to resolve the chaos of the situation, tension has not left the Manor entirely and soon old resentments come back to surface, leaving "irreparable" a faint word.
The four witches were in the attic. Phoebe had given Taylor some potion to calm her down and she was fast asleep. The Charmed Ones were standing by the Book of Shadows, Billie near a shelf.
"What could we do?" Phoebe asked with a quick glare at Billie.
"What d'you guys suggest?" asked Paige.
"I just asked that." Phoebe rolled her eyes. "Could we please focus?"
"It's hard when you have the feeling you've got your back on the one that'll stab it as hard as possible," hissed Piper.
"Alright, I had it now!" Billie walked fast to the door. Phoebe ran to stop her. "Billie, don't," she begged.
"I'm outta here! Don't retain me –" But Phoebe grabbed her arm; Billie looked round at Phoebe and Phoebe was pushed backwards, releasing Billie's wrist, and smacking into the shelf Billie had just left.
"You made me do it," said Billie, half-apologetic, half-angry.
Her sisters ran to Phoebe's side, crouching to see if she was hurt, her head having hit the edge of the shelf.
"Phoebe, you OK?" urged Paige, looking for blood.
Piper furiously looked up at Billie, who was peering at Phoebe. "You leave my house now!" she yelled. And she flicked her wrists, having the door behind the young blonde explode.
Billie bent a little, holding up her arms to protect herself from the flying wooden debris while turning back round to run away. Piper raced after her and stopped at the doorway, shouting, "You come back here and I'll kill you!"
As she turned back to her sisters, Billie was already reaching Phoebe's old room where she had spent so much time and took the old potions pouch she had seen she had left there. She reached in it and grabbed one of the two vials left inside. She looked at it and knew it was the right one; she dropped it on the floor and vanished in a sudden cloud of grey smoke.
The smoke fumes rose again and she was left somewhere else … somewhere outside … but where? She looked around, not recalling the place where she stood. But suddenly she faced a big flashy sign above the entrance of a large circus tent: the fair. Out of the blue, she noticed the noise all around her, sounds that had seemed inexistent mere seconds ago, laughing and chatting and screams of joy or terror.
The End.
No, kidding lol there's a whole bunch of chapters left for this Part only lol Thanks for reading, double thanks if you review ;-)