Chapter 11

I don't reply and I hang the phone up, I know I am pale and shaking but I don't care. I slowly climb the stairs and walk into my room. I climb into my bed and I curl up and regress back into my own little world. I don't hear them come in I just know they are there but I ignore whatever they want to say or argue about I just go back into my nightmare.

I look down at my body and see the bruises slowly appearing, I poke into my rib and feel the pain it generates. I know I can't see a doctor about this without having to answer questions so I get up and go once again to the medicine cabinet. I pass the phone on the way and I stare at it, I sit down and I stare. I slowly pick it up and wince when my elbow starts to bled again. I look at the numbers, the familiar number in my head, slowly I dial. It rings once, twice, third times the charmed. "Hello" I hear that voice and I start to sob, quickly I hang up and curl into a ball on the bed and I start to cry to the name of the voice, "Prue".

I hear their voices, I hear her voice trying to calm me. "Hey I am right here sweetie, I am here". But inside I am dying I don't want her to be here she did this to me, it is all her fault. I wouldn't be in this pain if she hadn't chosen him over me, if she hadn't betrayed me when I needed her the most.

I am out of my world but still I continue to sob but instead I push Prue off the bed and reach for Piper. She has a shocked look on her face but she pulls my head into her lap and she runs her fingers through my hair attempting to soothe the pains, that she could never understand, away.

I heard Prue get up and leave and I stopped crying and looked up at Piper. I put my arms around her neck and I whisper into her ears "make the pain go away, I don't want to remember anymore". Piper let hang onto her and I knew that she would want more and that she didn't know what I was talking about. I keep whispering "It's her fault Piper, I wouldn't have met him if it wasn't for her". I let go of Piper and curl back up I keep whispering more to myself then her now "He wouldn't have hurt me, I wouldn't have lost her, I wouldn't have been on the streets, I wouldn't have been raped and I wouldn't have to be scared now". After that I started to cry again, why do I keep crying it is like I can't control it.

Piper laid down in front of me and said "Whose fault?". I looked at her and then at the door and whispered so quietly Piper had to strain to hear me "Prue's".