`Chill, guys. I promise that the story WILL come together. And the chapter
was named 'Death Of A Meatball' came from my sister... She's insane and I
said that she could name the chapter. Bad idea.
Chapter 18 of
Virtual Heartache... Or Is It?
Piper and Prue exchanged glances then ran after their baby sister immediatly. "We're what?", they both called. "Are you crazy?"
"No. I am perfectly sane. You see, if we strip his powers then I could still see him and be in love and..."
"And then get dumped? Phoebe," Prue grabbed Phoebe's wrists and stopped her from walking all around the attic, gathering the right ingrediants. "You can't do that. And you know it. He wouldn't be able to trust you anymore. He would never want to see you again and he would be struggeling with his life all on his own. Is that really what you want for him?"
"No...", Phoebe admitted.
"That's what I thought. So it's vanquish. And you can't just not vanquish him, hunny. You never know when he might turn. He could kill you if he ever found out who you really are. Are you with me on this one?"
Phoebe looked at her hesitantly. She knew that what Prue was saying was right. She was always right. "I guess... What do I have to do?"
~*~*~*~
Phoebe sat in her room, crying. She couldn't believe that she was really going to kill the man that she loved. She couldn't believe that it was just last night that she and Prue were talking about the plan.
Not a man. A demon.
Oh, it didn't make a difference if he was a demon or a man. She loved him either way. And she shouldn't be killing him, not like that. Maybe if it were in defense. But not just openly to protect her from a non-existent danger. She knew in her heart that he would never hurt her. She knew that she could never hurt him. Especially if she was still seeing him. And that was Prue's plan.
Prue had a crazy idea that if Phoebe continued to see Cole that it would make him an easier target. That if she continued seeing him it would give her an edge on killing him. And that just wasn't what she wanted. But what Phoebe wanted, Phoebe couldn't get.
She sat there thinking about Cole and how she would be the one killing him. She thought of how much she would miss his voice and his touch once she killed him. She thought of how nice it would feel to have Cole's arms around her, telling her that everything would be alright, and how she would have to end it before he even got close enought to tell her things like that. She thought of all the things that she and Cole would never do. Things like picnics and walks through the park and a normal date. Come to think of it, they hadn't even had a date yet. But at least they would get to have that. She soon found her wanting him- for anything and everything.
In the midst of her thoughts, a ringing began. She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination or if it really was the phone, but it suddenly stopped, which meant that either one of her sisters had answered it or the person stopped trying to call. Her name was called from the bottom of the stairs, so she knew that someone had answered it. Her guess was Piper.
She took the phone from Piper and said, "Thank you." The phone was quickly placed to her ear and was followed by a, "Hello?"
"Phoebe, hi. How are you?"
"I'm good. Umm.. Hey listen, I've been thinking about us and I think that I have found a way for us to be together. You want to meet me at the park?"
She heard Prue in the background saying, "Smart. Stay in a public place that way he can't hurt you."
"What did your sister say?", Cole asked. "Speaking of sisters... Did yoe guys make up?"
"Ugh, nothing and sorta. We came to an agreement. But anyway. You wanna meet me at the park or not?"
"I would love to me you at the park. Shall we say...." He took a breif pause and Phoebe could tell it was because he had to find a clock. "Eleven-thrity? That should give me enough time to get dressed and get there."
"You aren't dressed?", Phoebe asked, lauging. "I gotta tell you. If you're talking to me naked I'm rather turned on."
"You know what I meant."
"Yeah, I know. Doesn't mean that I have to like it." She smiled at the conversation as she started to get dressed. "So I'll see you in forty- five minutes?"
"You know it."
"Bye, Cole."
"Bye, Phoebe. I love you."
Phoebe panicked. She knew how she felt. But what if Prue over-heard? What if Prue knew how she really felt and knew that she was spreading all over San Fransico? She heard Cole's tight, stressed breathing even through the phone. Suddenlu, she didn't care whether or not she got caught loving the enemy. Suddenly, all that mattered was being with Cole.
"I love you, too."
"See you soon."
"Yeah, soon."
Phoebe turned the phone off as she finished getting ready. She put her hair up in a simple ponytail, her hair still wet from the shower she took earlier. It chilled her neck once she hit the cold winter air, but she still continued walking to her destination: Cole.
Chapter 18 of
Virtual Heartache... Or Is It?
Piper and Prue exchanged glances then ran after their baby sister immediatly. "We're what?", they both called. "Are you crazy?"
"No. I am perfectly sane. You see, if we strip his powers then I could still see him and be in love and..."
"And then get dumped? Phoebe," Prue grabbed Phoebe's wrists and stopped her from walking all around the attic, gathering the right ingrediants. "You can't do that. And you know it. He wouldn't be able to trust you anymore. He would never want to see you again and he would be struggeling with his life all on his own. Is that really what you want for him?"
"No...", Phoebe admitted.
"That's what I thought. So it's vanquish. And you can't just not vanquish him, hunny. You never know when he might turn. He could kill you if he ever found out who you really are. Are you with me on this one?"
Phoebe looked at her hesitantly. She knew that what Prue was saying was right. She was always right. "I guess... What do I have to do?"
~*~*~*~
Phoebe sat in her room, crying. She couldn't believe that she was really going to kill the man that she loved. She couldn't believe that it was just last night that she and Prue were talking about the plan.
Not a man. A demon.
Oh, it didn't make a difference if he was a demon or a man. She loved him either way. And she shouldn't be killing him, not like that. Maybe if it were in defense. But not just openly to protect her from a non-existent danger. She knew in her heart that he would never hurt her. She knew that she could never hurt him. Especially if she was still seeing him. And that was Prue's plan.
Prue had a crazy idea that if Phoebe continued to see Cole that it would make him an easier target. That if she continued seeing him it would give her an edge on killing him. And that just wasn't what she wanted. But what Phoebe wanted, Phoebe couldn't get.
She sat there thinking about Cole and how she would be the one killing him. She thought of how much she would miss his voice and his touch once she killed him. She thought of how nice it would feel to have Cole's arms around her, telling her that everything would be alright, and how she would have to end it before he even got close enought to tell her things like that. She thought of all the things that she and Cole would never do. Things like picnics and walks through the park and a normal date. Come to think of it, they hadn't even had a date yet. But at least they would get to have that. She soon found her wanting him- for anything and everything.
In the midst of her thoughts, a ringing began. She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination or if it really was the phone, but it suddenly stopped, which meant that either one of her sisters had answered it or the person stopped trying to call. Her name was called from the bottom of the stairs, so she knew that someone had answered it. Her guess was Piper.
She took the phone from Piper and said, "Thank you." The phone was quickly placed to her ear and was followed by a, "Hello?"
"Phoebe, hi. How are you?"
"I'm good. Umm.. Hey listen, I've been thinking about us and I think that I have found a way for us to be together. You want to meet me at the park?"
She heard Prue in the background saying, "Smart. Stay in a public place that way he can't hurt you."
"What did your sister say?", Cole asked. "Speaking of sisters... Did yoe guys make up?"
"Ugh, nothing and sorta. We came to an agreement. But anyway. You wanna meet me at the park or not?"
"I would love to me you at the park. Shall we say...." He took a breif pause and Phoebe could tell it was because he had to find a clock. "Eleven-thrity? That should give me enough time to get dressed and get there."
"You aren't dressed?", Phoebe asked, lauging. "I gotta tell you. If you're talking to me naked I'm rather turned on."
"You know what I meant."
"Yeah, I know. Doesn't mean that I have to like it." She smiled at the conversation as she started to get dressed. "So I'll see you in forty- five minutes?"
"You know it."
"Bye, Cole."
"Bye, Phoebe. I love you."
Phoebe panicked. She knew how she felt. But what if Prue over-heard? What if Prue knew how she really felt and knew that she was spreading all over San Fransico? She heard Cole's tight, stressed breathing even through the phone. Suddenlu, she didn't care whether or not she got caught loving the enemy. Suddenly, all that mattered was being with Cole.
"I love you, too."
"See you soon."
"Yeah, soon."
Phoebe turned the phone off as she finished getting ready. She put her hair up in a simple ponytail, her hair still wet from the shower she took earlier. It chilled her neck once she hit the cold winter air, but she still continued walking to her destination: Cole.