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Chapter 3- Waterfall of Tears
Cole rushed off to his car, carrying both his and Phoebe's groceries that she had left. He looked into her bag again as he was driving and noticed the toy again that was among the various food items. He was coming up with a plan to see Phoebe again and talk to her at least. Hopefully, it would force her to talk to him instead of storming out like she did. His thoughts began to wander to the little girl that he had seen with Phoebe. 'Who was she? Is she Phoebe's?' Cole pondered, going over the possibilities in his mind.
On his way to the hotel that he was staying in while he was visiting, he made a quick stop onto Prescott Street. He looked up at the Halliwell manor in longing, wishing that he could go back into it like he had done while he was with Phoebe 4 years ago. During that short period of time, he actually felt like he had a family, like he was loved. He then snapped out of his reverie, and then drove quickly off down the street, to implement his plan. He couldn't see Phoebe yet, not if he wanted to find out what he wanted.
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Phoebe had gotten up from the couch, and reassured her sister that she was fine. She brushed away the dry tears on her cheeks and climbed the stairwell up to her daughter's room. After talking to her older sister, she had come to the conclusion that she might as well tell her now that Cole was her father. This way, she wouldn't hold any resentment if she were to find out later.
"Kara?" Phoebe knocked on the door of her daughter's room.
"Mommy?" Kara called out, rising from her bed. She had gotten bored, and decided to take a nap. She still couldn't get the image of that man out of her head, and was still wondering who he was.
"Kara, do you remember that man from the store?" Phoebe asked tentatively, diving right into the subject. Kara nodded in return.
"Well, I don't know how to say this, but um...well?" Phoebe looked at her daughter hopelessly. She made her way to the bed and sat down.
"Mommy? What is it?" Kara asked, seeing that talking seemed to make her uncomfortable.
"He's your father Kara," Phoebe blurted out. Kara simply looked at Phoebe. She cocked her head to the side, as though thinking over what she had just heard.
"Am I gonna see him?" Kara asked bluntly. Phoebe shook her head slightly, glad that Kara had not been so shocked and surprised.
"No Kara, sweetie, you're not going to see him. Well, not purposely. If you do see him, don't talk to him unless I tell you to, like what I said in the store."
"Yes mommy," Kara answered back. Even though she wanted to see her father, she would help her mommy as much as she could. Seeing as how her 'daddy' hurt her mommy, she wouldn't talk to him.
"That's a good girl. Now come on, it's time for your nap." Phoebe smiled weakly at her daughter, kissing her on the forehead. Kara buried herself into the covers, and promptly fell asleep. As Phoebe walked out of the room and shut the door, she sighed sadly. She worried about the near future, and what it held in store for her daughter, as well as herself.
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The next day:
Since the day before, Phoebe had forgotten her groceries, she had to go back to the store to re-buy them. She had decided to leave Kara behind due to the fact that Cole might anticipate her actions and go back to meet her. He was far too intelligent not too, and knowing him, he'd want to talk. So she was rushing into the store, trying to make the trip as short as possible, when all of a sudden, she froze at the sound of a voice.
"I'm guessing you came back for these." Cole said calmly from behind her. Phoebe cursed herself silently for her lack of observation. From where he was, Phoebe had completely passed him in her rush. She turned around and stared at the man who was leaning against the brick wall. He was as handsome and suave as she remembered him. He was wearing a black suit, naturally because black seemed to be his best color. It accented his black hair, which he had kept the same length the same as the day he left. The black also brought out the deep blue of his eyes.
Sometimes those eyes were a murky green, and other times, they were a deep, clear blue, that you thought were looking into your very soul. At the moment, it was the latter. Phoebe stopped admiring him, mainly because she had noticed him smiling as she did. She quickly averted her gaze to the bag that he held in his hand.
"What?" Phoebe asked coldly, looking at the bag. She was hoping that her weakness wasn't showing through on her face. Seeing as how Cole's smile turned from a grin to a frown assured her that she had sounded colder than she was.
"I said you left these yesterday, and I got them for you." Cole repeated, holding out the bag again. Phoebe turned her attention back to the bag, and then back to Cole's face. She knew this was something of a ploy, so she tried to find a way out of it. Phoebe shook her head to the offered bag.
"No, Cole, I'm just going to go inside and get my own groceries, thank you." Phoebe said calmly, walking forward again into the store. She was hoping that he wouldn't follow her, but then again, not all of her hopes came true.
"Phoebe, wait! Why don't you take these? I mean you picked them out, and all, along with the toy that the little girl picked out." Cole said, catching up to her. He had wanted to discuss the matter with her about the little girl, and he knew exactly how to do it. By just being blunt, and not allowing her to think about it. Phoebe froze in her spot. 'How does he do that?' Phoebe thought angrily. She turned around quickly to find him standing directly behind her.
Unfortunately, their faces were inches apart now that she had turned around. Her breath she had inhaled to yell at him caught in her breath as she looked into his eyes closer than before. She could see his sadness, his pain, his intelligence....his love. The emotion that scared Phoebe the most was his love. She had all ready been burned by it many times before he left, and the most when he left. Phoebe didn't know what to do, so she followed her instinct. She took off and ran, leaving Cole standing there, holding the plastic grocery bag in his hand. 'I should have seen that coming' Cole thought annoyed.
Phoebe had a habit of turning away from what she feared and running when it became to hard and real. Her innocence and light was what made Cole fall in love with her, and now she was even cuter in his eyes as she ran away from him. Cole didn't worry, mainly because if it was still the same as it was when he had left, than there would only be two places that she would go, the manor, or her sister's restaurant. Apparently, it was the manor.
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Phoebe had the rushed home, slamming the door behind her. She leaned back against the door for support, as she tried to regain her breath. Kara had evidently woken up from her nap, and came downstairs to find out what was wrong. By the time Kara spotted her mom kneeling by the door.
"Mommy?" Kara asked softly approaching her mother. When Phoebe raised her head to look at her scared daughter, her eyes were swollen and puffy from crying, and there was a red blush on her cheeks. "What happened to woo mommy?" Kara asked in her baby face. She could see something was making her mother cry, but she didn't know what.
"Oh, it's nothing baby." Phoebe lied. Kara could see the lie though, and shook her head. Phoebe looked at her proud daughter and laughed. Kara was even as stubborn as her father. Thoughts of Cole flooded her again, and she realized how much she really missed him, and yet at the same time, she couldn't bare to see him at the moment.
"It was the man." Phoebe said quietly, making it easier for her young daughter to understand.
"The man did dis to woo?" Kara asked, knowing it was her daddy. She couldn't bring herself to say 'daddy' mainly because she could see how much he was hurting her. Phoebe nodded weakly in response.
"He a big, estra, estra, big meaney 'den." Kara slurred together. Phoebe looked up at her daughter with surprise in her eyes. She saw the determination in her eyes to make her smile and happy. No matter what had happened between her and Cole, he had still given her this wonderful gift of a daughter. She gave a genuine smile to her daughter who quickly brightened up.
Her mommy was smiling again, and that made Kara feel more at ease now. She didn't like anyone who made her mommy cry, and seeing as how the picture of the man always made her cry, she didn't know what to do.
"Come here." Phoebe gently said to Kara. Kara quickly complied and walked over to her mommy. As Phoebe wrapped her arms around Kara's small body, she could feel Kara's small arms wrap around her neck as well. Even though Cole hurt her so much, she was still grateful to have met him, even if it was just to give her Kara. Kara would be the dam to her waterfall of tears.
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So, how 'bout that chapter? Again, as always, tell me what you think in your review. Thanks again (I know, I know, I'm redundent, i can't help it)
Chapter 3- Waterfall of Tears
Cole rushed off to his car, carrying both his and Phoebe's groceries that she had left. He looked into her bag again as he was driving and noticed the toy again that was among the various food items. He was coming up with a plan to see Phoebe again and talk to her at least. Hopefully, it would force her to talk to him instead of storming out like she did. His thoughts began to wander to the little girl that he had seen with Phoebe. 'Who was she? Is she Phoebe's?' Cole pondered, going over the possibilities in his mind.
On his way to the hotel that he was staying in while he was visiting, he made a quick stop onto Prescott Street. He looked up at the Halliwell manor in longing, wishing that he could go back into it like he had done while he was with Phoebe 4 years ago. During that short period of time, he actually felt like he had a family, like he was loved. He then snapped out of his reverie, and then drove quickly off down the street, to implement his plan. He couldn't see Phoebe yet, not if he wanted to find out what he wanted.
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Phoebe had gotten up from the couch, and reassured her sister that she was fine. She brushed away the dry tears on her cheeks and climbed the stairwell up to her daughter's room. After talking to her older sister, she had come to the conclusion that she might as well tell her now that Cole was her father. This way, she wouldn't hold any resentment if she were to find out later.
"Kara?" Phoebe knocked on the door of her daughter's room.
"Mommy?" Kara called out, rising from her bed. She had gotten bored, and decided to take a nap. She still couldn't get the image of that man out of her head, and was still wondering who he was.
"Kara, do you remember that man from the store?" Phoebe asked tentatively, diving right into the subject. Kara nodded in return.
"Well, I don't know how to say this, but um...well?" Phoebe looked at her daughter hopelessly. She made her way to the bed and sat down.
"Mommy? What is it?" Kara asked, seeing that talking seemed to make her uncomfortable.
"He's your father Kara," Phoebe blurted out. Kara simply looked at Phoebe. She cocked her head to the side, as though thinking over what she had just heard.
"Am I gonna see him?" Kara asked bluntly. Phoebe shook her head slightly, glad that Kara had not been so shocked and surprised.
"No Kara, sweetie, you're not going to see him. Well, not purposely. If you do see him, don't talk to him unless I tell you to, like what I said in the store."
"Yes mommy," Kara answered back. Even though she wanted to see her father, she would help her mommy as much as she could. Seeing as how her 'daddy' hurt her mommy, she wouldn't talk to him.
"That's a good girl. Now come on, it's time for your nap." Phoebe smiled weakly at her daughter, kissing her on the forehead. Kara buried herself into the covers, and promptly fell asleep. As Phoebe walked out of the room and shut the door, she sighed sadly. She worried about the near future, and what it held in store for her daughter, as well as herself.
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The next day:
Since the day before, Phoebe had forgotten her groceries, she had to go back to the store to re-buy them. She had decided to leave Kara behind due to the fact that Cole might anticipate her actions and go back to meet her. He was far too intelligent not too, and knowing him, he'd want to talk. So she was rushing into the store, trying to make the trip as short as possible, when all of a sudden, she froze at the sound of a voice.
"I'm guessing you came back for these." Cole said calmly from behind her. Phoebe cursed herself silently for her lack of observation. From where he was, Phoebe had completely passed him in her rush. She turned around and stared at the man who was leaning against the brick wall. He was as handsome and suave as she remembered him. He was wearing a black suit, naturally because black seemed to be his best color. It accented his black hair, which he had kept the same length the same as the day he left. The black also brought out the deep blue of his eyes.
Sometimes those eyes were a murky green, and other times, they were a deep, clear blue, that you thought were looking into your very soul. At the moment, it was the latter. Phoebe stopped admiring him, mainly because she had noticed him smiling as she did. She quickly averted her gaze to the bag that he held in his hand.
"What?" Phoebe asked coldly, looking at the bag. She was hoping that her weakness wasn't showing through on her face. Seeing as how Cole's smile turned from a grin to a frown assured her that she had sounded colder than she was.
"I said you left these yesterday, and I got them for you." Cole repeated, holding out the bag again. Phoebe turned her attention back to the bag, and then back to Cole's face. She knew this was something of a ploy, so she tried to find a way out of it. Phoebe shook her head to the offered bag.
"No, Cole, I'm just going to go inside and get my own groceries, thank you." Phoebe said calmly, walking forward again into the store. She was hoping that he wouldn't follow her, but then again, not all of her hopes came true.
"Phoebe, wait! Why don't you take these? I mean you picked them out, and all, along with the toy that the little girl picked out." Cole said, catching up to her. He had wanted to discuss the matter with her about the little girl, and he knew exactly how to do it. By just being blunt, and not allowing her to think about it. Phoebe froze in her spot. 'How does he do that?' Phoebe thought angrily. She turned around quickly to find him standing directly behind her.
Unfortunately, their faces were inches apart now that she had turned around. Her breath she had inhaled to yell at him caught in her breath as she looked into his eyes closer than before. She could see his sadness, his pain, his intelligence....his love. The emotion that scared Phoebe the most was his love. She had all ready been burned by it many times before he left, and the most when he left. Phoebe didn't know what to do, so she followed her instinct. She took off and ran, leaving Cole standing there, holding the plastic grocery bag in his hand. 'I should have seen that coming' Cole thought annoyed.
Phoebe had a habit of turning away from what she feared and running when it became to hard and real. Her innocence and light was what made Cole fall in love with her, and now she was even cuter in his eyes as she ran away from him. Cole didn't worry, mainly because if it was still the same as it was when he had left, than there would only be two places that she would go, the manor, or her sister's restaurant. Apparently, it was the manor.
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Phoebe had the rushed home, slamming the door behind her. She leaned back against the door for support, as she tried to regain her breath. Kara had evidently woken up from her nap, and came downstairs to find out what was wrong. By the time Kara spotted her mom kneeling by the door.
"Mommy?" Kara asked softly approaching her mother. When Phoebe raised her head to look at her scared daughter, her eyes were swollen and puffy from crying, and there was a red blush on her cheeks. "What happened to woo mommy?" Kara asked in her baby face. She could see something was making her mother cry, but she didn't know what.
"Oh, it's nothing baby." Phoebe lied. Kara could see the lie though, and shook her head. Phoebe looked at her proud daughter and laughed. Kara was even as stubborn as her father. Thoughts of Cole flooded her again, and she realized how much she really missed him, and yet at the same time, she couldn't bare to see him at the moment.
"It was the man." Phoebe said quietly, making it easier for her young daughter to understand.
"The man did dis to woo?" Kara asked, knowing it was her daddy. She couldn't bring herself to say 'daddy' mainly because she could see how much he was hurting her. Phoebe nodded weakly in response.
"He a big, estra, estra, big meaney 'den." Kara slurred together. Phoebe looked up at her daughter with surprise in her eyes. She saw the determination in her eyes to make her smile and happy. No matter what had happened between her and Cole, he had still given her this wonderful gift of a daughter. She gave a genuine smile to her daughter who quickly brightened up.
Her mommy was smiling again, and that made Kara feel more at ease now. She didn't like anyone who made her mommy cry, and seeing as how the picture of the man always made her cry, she didn't know what to do.
"Come here." Phoebe gently said to Kara. Kara quickly complied and walked over to her mommy. As Phoebe wrapped her arms around Kara's small body, she could feel Kara's small arms wrap around her neck as well. Even though Cole hurt her so much, she was still grateful to have met him, even if it was just to give her Kara. Kara would be the dam to her waterfall of tears.
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So, how 'bout that chapter? Again, as always, tell me what you think in your review. Thanks again (I know, I know, I'm redundent, i can't help it)