Part 12 of
Virtual Heartache.... Or Is It?
Phoebe finally arrived at Cole's about forty-five minutes later. She knocked frantically on his door, unpatient to get her interagation over with. She hated having to do this to Cole, she really liked him. But she had to know if she was in danger. She couldn't take it if he was a demon trying to kill her. She needed answers and- why the hell wasn't he answering his door?
She finally heard him opening the door, unlocking it slowly. It was obvious that he wasn't expecting any visitors when he answered the door without a shirt on. His chest glistened with sweat, which he tried to patt away with a small towel. He stared at her in confusion.
"Phoebe? What are you doing here?"
It was lucky for her that Cole wasn't in the house when she casted the spell. "I was just out for a walk and I found myself here. Can I come in?"
"Yeah, sure... To be honost, I'm a little confused why you're here. Could you please tell me?"
"Can you tell me what you were doing and why you answered the door topless?", she asked curiously and obviously annoyed. "Why did it take you so long to answer the door?"
"I was working out, because I couldn't find a shirt quick enough, and because I was trying to find a shirt. What, did you think I was having an affair this soon in the relationship?"
"No... The truth is, is that I am here to find some answers. Like, who are you really?" She waited for him to answer her question, prepairing for the worst.
"I'm a half human, half demon. Wait, why did I say that?"
Phoebe was shocked, too overwhelmed to continue with her question. She could feel tears welling up inside of her. It was true. The worst was true. He was a demon there to kill her and her sisters. She looked up at him through tears, trying to push aside her anger. She stood up, not realizing that she had sat down. She reminded herself that that was why she was there. To figure out the truth. She wanted to know, and now she knew. But she pushed herself to ask more questions about him.
"Why are you here?", she asked, just to get started.
"Because I wanted to live among mortals instead of demons. Why am I answering these questions?", he questioned again.
"Because I cast a spell, Cole. I am a witch. But you knew that, didn't you?"
"No! How did you figure out what I was?"
"I'll be asking the questions around here. What is your demon form?"
"Belthazor... Phoebe, please stop this. Please don't ask any more questions. Why are you doing this?"
She started backing away from him slowly, just enough to keep her safe. "Because you forced me to. Why didn't you just try and kill me, Cole? Why did you put me through all of this pain?"
"I wasn't trying to kill you. I didn't mean to put you through all of this pain. I didn't even know you were in pain!"
"Oh, so you're trying to tell me that you didn't know I was a Charmed One and you honostly have feelings for me? Nice try, Cole...", she said sarcastically. Tears flowed from her eyes, never ending. Knives ripped through her heart, pain never ceased to exist. All of her questions and the answers seemed to be something that she didn't want to know anymore. She knew that she was liking Cole, but she didn't realize that if he were to ever leave that she would fall apart.
"I didn't know you were a Charmed One. Honostly..... And I do have feelings for you. I mean, I don't know what they are, but I have them. I think that I love you, Phoebe Halliwell... And I swear that that is the truth..."
Phoebe's eyes widened. She knew that that had to be the truth. He was under a truth spell, after all. "Ugh, you what?", she stuttered.
"I think that I-"
"No, I heard you... I just don't believe it. But I have to- truth spell. Are you telling me that you had no idea that I was a witch? And that we met by fate?"
"I believe that is what I am trying to say.... I had no idea and we met by fate."
"Ok, I'm going to go home now. You don't call me until tomorrow morning when you won't remember anything that happened today and all that and that way..."
"Are you afraid of me, or something? Because you don't need to be. I'm not evil. I mean, yeah I do do the source's biddings, but only so I stay alive. Besides," He wrapped his arms around Phoebe, having to make her come into them in order to get that way. "Any life with you would be nothing."
Phoebe was shocked. She didn't know what to say. She knew that everything that he was saying had to be the truth, and this seemed to unreal to be true. It was all so impossible. This didn't happen to normal people. This didn't happen even her life. And yet it was. It was real. She, a Charmed One, had fallen for a demon....
Virtual Heartache.... Or Is It?
Phoebe finally arrived at Cole's about forty-five minutes later. She knocked frantically on his door, unpatient to get her interagation over with. She hated having to do this to Cole, she really liked him. But she had to know if she was in danger. She couldn't take it if he was a demon trying to kill her. She needed answers and- why the hell wasn't he answering his door?
She finally heard him opening the door, unlocking it slowly. It was obvious that he wasn't expecting any visitors when he answered the door without a shirt on. His chest glistened with sweat, which he tried to patt away with a small towel. He stared at her in confusion.
"Phoebe? What are you doing here?"
It was lucky for her that Cole wasn't in the house when she casted the spell. "I was just out for a walk and I found myself here. Can I come in?"
"Yeah, sure... To be honost, I'm a little confused why you're here. Could you please tell me?"
"Can you tell me what you were doing and why you answered the door topless?", she asked curiously and obviously annoyed. "Why did it take you so long to answer the door?"
"I was working out, because I couldn't find a shirt quick enough, and because I was trying to find a shirt. What, did you think I was having an affair this soon in the relationship?"
"No... The truth is, is that I am here to find some answers. Like, who are you really?" She waited for him to answer her question, prepairing for the worst.
"I'm a half human, half demon. Wait, why did I say that?"
Phoebe was shocked, too overwhelmed to continue with her question. She could feel tears welling up inside of her. It was true. The worst was true. He was a demon there to kill her and her sisters. She looked up at him through tears, trying to push aside her anger. She stood up, not realizing that she had sat down. She reminded herself that that was why she was there. To figure out the truth. She wanted to know, and now she knew. But she pushed herself to ask more questions about him.
"Why are you here?", she asked, just to get started.
"Because I wanted to live among mortals instead of demons. Why am I answering these questions?", he questioned again.
"Because I cast a spell, Cole. I am a witch. But you knew that, didn't you?"
"No! How did you figure out what I was?"
"I'll be asking the questions around here. What is your demon form?"
"Belthazor... Phoebe, please stop this. Please don't ask any more questions. Why are you doing this?"
She started backing away from him slowly, just enough to keep her safe. "Because you forced me to. Why didn't you just try and kill me, Cole? Why did you put me through all of this pain?"
"I wasn't trying to kill you. I didn't mean to put you through all of this pain. I didn't even know you were in pain!"
"Oh, so you're trying to tell me that you didn't know I was a Charmed One and you honostly have feelings for me? Nice try, Cole...", she said sarcastically. Tears flowed from her eyes, never ending. Knives ripped through her heart, pain never ceased to exist. All of her questions and the answers seemed to be something that she didn't want to know anymore. She knew that she was liking Cole, but she didn't realize that if he were to ever leave that she would fall apart.
"I didn't know you were a Charmed One. Honostly..... And I do have feelings for you. I mean, I don't know what they are, but I have them. I think that I love you, Phoebe Halliwell... And I swear that that is the truth..."
Phoebe's eyes widened. She knew that that had to be the truth. He was under a truth spell, after all. "Ugh, you what?", she stuttered.
"I think that I-"
"No, I heard you... I just don't believe it. But I have to- truth spell. Are you telling me that you had no idea that I was a witch? And that we met by fate?"
"I believe that is what I am trying to say.... I had no idea and we met by fate."
"Ok, I'm going to go home now. You don't call me until tomorrow morning when you won't remember anything that happened today and all that and that way..."
"Are you afraid of me, or something? Because you don't need to be. I'm not evil. I mean, yeah I do do the source's biddings, but only so I stay alive. Besides," He wrapped his arms around Phoebe, having to make her come into them in order to get that way. "Any life with you would be nothing."
Phoebe was shocked. She didn't know what to say. She knew that everything that he was saying had to be the truth, and this seemed to unreal to be true. It was all so impossible. This didn't happen to normal people. This didn't happen even her life. And yet it was. It was real. She, a Charmed One, had fallen for a demon....