Part Fifteen.
Paige closed the door quietly after Glen, slid the chain across, and turned her back against the wall. Slowly she slid down until she was crouched on the floor, and the wall blocking her tears collapsed. Rocking back and forth, she sobbed into her hands, feeling utterly confused.
"Please, oh God, please, someone help me." She begged, raising her eyes to the ceiling. "I can't do this alone - I don't know how to! I've forgotten how to live without my sisters... I can't stand it, oh, please, someone help!" She started banging her head against the wall, terrified, bewildered and totally in anguish. "I'm so alone - I don't want to be alone, I need to be with them! I'm so fed up of losing the people I love... I can't stand it anymore, I can't be alone anymore, I just can't!" She felt as if the tears running down her cheeks and the pain in her heart would never end. At the moment there was nothing in front of her but darkness. "Why was it me that survived? Why? I'm not strong like they are, I'm not powerful like they are - so why am I the one still alive? Why?" She let out a small whimper, hitting her head harder. "I don't know what to do - I can't do this alone, I need them here, please, bring them back, I need them!"
She raised her head again, and stared hard at the ceiling. A flake of plaster came off and floated down to her feet. Bursting into tears again, Paige scrambled to her feet and looked around. "I don't know what to do!" She yelled, suddenly angry.
I have to go to the manor, and get the Book.
Paige swallowed another sob. The only way to get away from the point where she was, was to get the Book of Shadows. It was a week since Piper and Phoebe's death, and she had no idea where they would be. Most likely the police had been and gone - but what if they were still there? Thousands of questions ran through her mind, and she knew that if she stayed in the motel room one more minute, she would go crazy. So, taking a deep breath, she orbed out and into the attic, where the Book was.
Before she could even lay her hands on the pages, they started flipping on their own. She raised her head again, smiling slightly, knowing that at least her mother and her grandmother were watching over her. Sure enough, the spell that lay in front of her was to call for a lost witch.
"Power of the witches' rise. Course unseen across the skies. Come to us, we call you near. Come to us and settle here."
In front of her, a sparkle of orbs formed into a transparent person, but certainly not the one Paige expected. It was a woman that she had never met in person, but seen in photographs, and heard a lot about.
Prue smiled slightly, her eyes full of sorrow for her half-sister. "Hello, Paige."
To be continued.
Paige closed the door quietly after Glen, slid the chain across, and turned her back against the wall. Slowly she slid down until she was crouched on the floor, and the wall blocking her tears collapsed. Rocking back and forth, she sobbed into her hands, feeling utterly confused.
"Please, oh God, please, someone help me." She begged, raising her eyes to the ceiling. "I can't do this alone - I don't know how to! I've forgotten how to live without my sisters... I can't stand it, oh, please, someone help!" She started banging her head against the wall, terrified, bewildered and totally in anguish. "I'm so alone - I don't want to be alone, I need to be with them! I'm so fed up of losing the people I love... I can't stand it anymore, I can't be alone anymore, I just can't!" She felt as if the tears running down her cheeks and the pain in her heart would never end. At the moment there was nothing in front of her but darkness. "Why was it me that survived? Why? I'm not strong like they are, I'm not powerful like they are - so why am I the one still alive? Why?" She let out a small whimper, hitting her head harder. "I don't know what to do - I can't do this alone, I need them here, please, bring them back, I need them!"
She raised her head again, and stared hard at the ceiling. A flake of plaster came off and floated down to her feet. Bursting into tears again, Paige scrambled to her feet and looked around. "I don't know what to do!" She yelled, suddenly angry.
I have to go to the manor, and get the Book.
Paige swallowed another sob. The only way to get away from the point where she was, was to get the Book of Shadows. It was a week since Piper and Phoebe's death, and she had no idea where they would be. Most likely the police had been and gone - but what if they were still there? Thousands of questions ran through her mind, and she knew that if she stayed in the motel room one more minute, she would go crazy. So, taking a deep breath, she orbed out and into the attic, where the Book was.
Before she could even lay her hands on the pages, they started flipping on their own. She raised her head again, smiling slightly, knowing that at least her mother and her grandmother were watching over her. Sure enough, the spell that lay in front of her was to call for a lost witch.
"Power of the witches' rise. Course unseen across the skies. Come to us, we call you near. Come to us and settle here."
In front of her, a sparkle of orbs formed into a transparent person, but certainly not the one Paige expected. It was a woman that she had never met in person, but seen in photographs, and heard a lot about.
Prue smiled slightly, her eyes full of sorrow for her half-sister. "Hello, Paige."
To be continued.