Leo fumed as he went over the argument he just had with Piper. He
couldn't believe he hit his friend in the face. But she had kissed him so
passionately. He gulped down his beer and ordered another one from the
bartender. He couldn't believe what was happening. After several beers, he
orbed home and crashed into the banister.
"Mr. Wyatt! What the hell are you doing coming in at two 'o' clock in the morning?!"
"Hey, Piper. What are you doing here?" he slurred.
"I live here, remember? God, Leo, you're drunk. Come here."
She dragged him upstairs and into the bedroom and she dumped him on the bed. She helped him change into his nightclothes and placed a glass of water and some aspirin by the bed in case he needed them when he woke up and had a hangover. He fell asleep immediately and she snuggled close to him, considering she was pissed at him.
The next morning, he took the aspirin and it helped a lot but it did little to cease the arguments. The next morning, Phoebe had to go out and buy earplugs for everybody because instead of yelling at each other, they were playing their music very, very loud to express their feelings.
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?! blared from Piper's room, which clashed with Leo's You like to think you're never wrong. Considering they both liked rock music, Phoebe and Paige's ears were ringing.
They left the house and they still could hear the music. They drove off to a nearby park where their ears could listen to some silence.
"I can't believe they're still arguing, this is stupid. They love each other."
"I know. Each of them is stubborn so we'll be in this predicament for a while."
Back at the house, Piper was asleep on the sofa, listening to Avril and her eyes were red from crying. Her cheeks were wet from tears and the sofa so stiff, she couldn't be comfortable. She was huddled up into a little ball and she was twitching about in her sleep. She must have had an dream about her high school days when she was insecure and ridiculed.
Leo orbed in to see Piper asleep on the couch, crying her eyes out. This pained him, very much so, and he brushed his hand over hers. His coarse hands soothed her movements and she stopped crying and lingered to hug his arm. He smiled lightly and he knelt there next to her.
"Piper, my little angel."
He kissed her lightly on the cheek and orbed off because he had to leave. She squirmed in her sleep and then she woke up, soaked in sweat.
She checked the clock and saw that it was midnight and Leo was nowhere to be found. Caught up in her insecurities, she glanced over at her wedding photo. They looked so happy, so young, so different.
"Mr. Wyatt! What the hell are you doing coming in at two 'o' clock in the morning?!"
"Hey, Piper. What are you doing here?" he slurred.
"I live here, remember? God, Leo, you're drunk. Come here."
She dragged him upstairs and into the bedroom and she dumped him on the bed. She helped him change into his nightclothes and placed a glass of water and some aspirin by the bed in case he needed them when he woke up and had a hangover. He fell asleep immediately and she snuggled close to him, considering she was pissed at him.
The next morning, he took the aspirin and it helped a lot but it did little to cease the arguments. The next morning, Phoebe had to go out and buy earplugs for everybody because instead of yelling at each other, they were playing their music very, very loud to express their feelings.
Why'd you have to go and make things so complicated?! blared from Piper's room, which clashed with Leo's You like to think you're never wrong. Considering they both liked rock music, Phoebe and Paige's ears were ringing.
They left the house and they still could hear the music. They drove off to a nearby park where their ears could listen to some silence.
"I can't believe they're still arguing, this is stupid. They love each other."
"I know. Each of them is stubborn so we'll be in this predicament for a while."
Back at the house, Piper was asleep on the sofa, listening to Avril and her eyes were red from crying. Her cheeks were wet from tears and the sofa so stiff, she couldn't be comfortable. She was huddled up into a little ball and she was twitching about in her sleep. She must have had an dream about her high school days when she was insecure and ridiculed.
Leo orbed in to see Piper asleep on the couch, crying her eyes out. This pained him, very much so, and he brushed his hand over hers. His coarse hands soothed her movements and she stopped crying and lingered to hug his arm. He smiled lightly and he knelt there next to her.
"Piper, my little angel."
He kissed her lightly on the cheek and orbed off because he had to leave. She squirmed in her sleep and then she woke up, soaked in sweat.
She checked the clock and saw that it was midnight and Leo was nowhere to be found. Caught up in her insecurities, she glanced over at her wedding photo. They looked so happy, so young, so different.