A/N: song is 'stuck with me' by green day
Part 2
Now all the Halliwell sister's are in their 20's. Grams has just died and the funeral
held. Piper had arranged just about everything. It had really taken it out of her. She
hadn't quite accepted it but at the funeral it all became too obvious. Her grams' the
one parental figure in her life. The one who never, left her, was gone: Forever.
Things had been super hard the last few weeks with Prue, Phoebe and that creep
Roger. Piper believed Phoebe had nothing to do with it but Prue's mind was made
up and that was the end of it.
---I'm not part of your elite
I'm just all right.
Class structure waving colors bleeding from my throat.
Not subservient to you I'm just alright
Down classed by the power's that be
Give me loss of hope---
Piper still didn't have many friends. There was Jamie whom she worked with at the
bank, thankfully otherwise that place would be complete hell. Mainly she was still
depending on her sisters but they were growing further apart. It really hurt her but
she still tried to bring them closer, always ending up making it worse. Everything in
her life seemed to be getting worse.
There were so many bills, work was bring her down, her sister's were not helping.
Then of course fate decided to take another loved one away from her! First her mum
then her dad, not dead but she finally realised he wasn't coming back after nearly
20 years. And now her grams.
She had two people left in her life and they couldn't bear to be in the same room!
She had offered to make them both a meal. She needed them near her. She couldn't
take all this pain alone. None of them could see it though, the tears didn't mean
anything to them.
'Just Piper being all emotional again.' Prue had gone to rodgeer despite on clearing
things up between them, or rather she wouldn't deal with grams' death. Phoebe had
just up and left heading for New York! Once again Piper was alone. The fear and
heartache causing her to tremble.
---Cast out... buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight---
She'd tried, she really had but once again the only visible way was to end it. Her
sister's wouldn't notice or care. Not anymore. Her own flesh and blood didn't want
anything to do with her.
She had know boyfriend, she was to shy and didn't go out enough to get one. She
had to do it this time, stop being such a loser and just end it. She took the knife,
same one as last time only this time it'd be used.
Now on her bedroom floor, she looked around one more time. Looking at her sisters
and her mother. She'll finally get to see her mother. And be with grams again.
---I know I'm not alright
What's my price and will you pay it if it's all right?
Take it from my dignity
waste it until it's dead
Throw me back into the gutter cause it's alright---
The bleeding it started, a steady flow of pain releasing from her. Salty tears still
calm though. She was so scared. Scared off what will happen when she's gone and
where she is going.
She never dreamt of actually leaving this world by suicide but she had nothing left to
lose, as shameful as it was she could do nothing else. Her own death might bring
her soul peace. Something she had never truly felt. There was always the pain of
loss and abandonment.
Her world slowly disappearing at the edge's closing in on her. The pain gone all
together. She let go of the knife not even hearing it hit the floor.
Part 2
Now all the Halliwell sister's are in their 20's. Grams has just died and the funeral
held. Piper had arranged just about everything. It had really taken it out of her. She
hadn't quite accepted it but at the funeral it all became too obvious. Her grams' the
one parental figure in her life. The one who never, left her, was gone: Forever.
Things had been super hard the last few weeks with Prue, Phoebe and that creep
Roger. Piper believed Phoebe had nothing to do with it but Prue's mind was made
up and that was the end of it.
---I'm not part of your elite
I'm just all right.
Class structure waving colors bleeding from my throat.
Not subservient to you I'm just alright
Down classed by the power's that be
Give me loss of hope---
Piper still didn't have many friends. There was Jamie whom she worked with at the
bank, thankfully otherwise that place would be complete hell. Mainly she was still
depending on her sisters but they were growing further apart. It really hurt her but
she still tried to bring them closer, always ending up making it worse. Everything in
her life seemed to be getting worse.
There were so many bills, work was bring her down, her sister's were not helping.
Then of course fate decided to take another loved one away from her! First her mum
then her dad, not dead but she finally realised he wasn't coming back after nearly
20 years. And now her grams.
She had two people left in her life and they couldn't bear to be in the same room!
She had offered to make them both a meal. She needed them near her. She couldn't
take all this pain alone. None of them could see it though, the tears didn't mean
anything to them.
'Just Piper being all emotional again.' Prue had gone to rodgeer despite on clearing
things up between them, or rather she wouldn't deal with grams' death. Phoebe had
just up and left heading for New York! Once again Piper was alone. The fear and
heartache causing her to tremble.
---Cast out... buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight---
She'd tried, she really had but once again the only visible way was to end it. Her
sister's wouldn't notice or care. Not anymore. Her own flesh and blood didn't want
anything to do with her.
She had know boyfriend, she was to shy and didn't go out enough to get one. She
had to do it this time, stop being such a loser and just end it. She took the knife,
same one as last time only this time it'd be used.
Now on her bedroom floor, she looked around one more time. Looking at her sisters
and her mother. She'll finally get to see her mother. And be with grams again.
---I know I'm not alright
What's my price and will you pay it if it's all right?
Take it from my dignity
waste it until it's dead
Throw me back into the gutter cause it's alright---
The bleeding it started, a steady flow of pain releasing from her. Salty tears still
calm though. She was so scared. Scared off what will happen when she's gone and
where she is going.
She never dreamt of actually leaving this world by suicide but she had nothing left to
lose, as shameful as it was she could do nothing else. Her own death might bring
her soul peace. Something she had never truly felt. There was always the pain of
loss and abandonment.
Her world slowly disappearing at the edge's closing in on her. The pain gone all
together. She let go of the knife not even hearing it hit the floor.