A/N: Hey guys, sorry it's been so long since I have updated but school's been SUPER hectic so I have had no time. But here I am finally with a new chapter!! There is a little bit of a sister moment in this chapter…yay (I know you've all been begging for one)!!
**PRESENT DAY**
"What time is it?" Phoebe asked yawning.
"It's…" Piper said, looking at her watch, "11pm."
"Eleven already…I didn't even realize it, what with the movie being so interesting."
"Yea, it was a pretty good movie wasn't it." Piper responded.
"Paige should have seen it with us…she would have loved it."
"Yea…speaking of Paige, where has she been all day? She went up when it started raining because she got a migraine but I was sure she'd be down by now. I mean after all she must be hungry, she didn't even have lunch."
"Hmm…you're right, she has been sort of quiet up there. Want to go check on her, make sure she's alright?" Phoebe suggested.
"Sure, come on." Piper said, getting up of the couch and making her way towards the stairs.
Phoebe quickly followed. Forty steps later they were in front of Paige's door.
"Maybe we shouldn't go in. What if she's sleeping?" Piper whispered.
"Oh Piper, come on!!" Phoebe said, pushing Piper aside and carefully opening the door.
Stepping inside the room Phoebe let out an anguished gasp, which immediately sent Piper running into the room. However, before Piper could ask Phoebe what was wrong she stopped, too stunned to say anything.
Paige's room was in shambles. On the floor beside the bed lay a canvas with a rip down the center. All over the floor lay paints and brushes. Paige had her two bedside lamps on and was huddled among a pile of pillows and blankets. Tissues lay all over the floor beside her, alongside notebook pages that seemed to have been ripped out. By the looks of things it seemed Paige was experiencing a nervous breakdown.
Seconds passed in which Piper and Phoebe barely breathed, hoping that Paige would turn around and confront them for being in her room, therefore lessening the stress of the task they knew they had to do; providing solace for a sister who was apparently grieving.
However, Paige never turned towards them. In fact she seemed to not even realize they were in the room. All she did was rock back and forth, sobs escaping her lips every once in awhile, the only sign Piper and Phoebe had that she was still alive.
They watched for a few more seconds and then Phoebe crept towards the bed, determined to find out what was wrong with her sister. Getting up to the side of the bed, she carefully got up on it and slide over towards Paige, wrapping her arms around her sister's shaking body.
"Paige, honey, what's wrong?" Phoebe whispered in Paige's ear.
Piper held her breath from her position in the middle of the room. She hoped her sister would say something, anything. But she didn't. She just lay there, sobbing. Finally Piper couldn't take it, kicking aside some of the fallen art supplies she moved towards Paige. Gently she slid her hands under Paige's frame and lifted her up.
"Get off of me." Paige hissed, barely audible.
"No Paige, I won't. Clearly something is wrong with you. Phoebe and I are both worried and we are going to stay here and help you until you tell us what is wrong."
"I don't want to talk about it…just leave me alone!"
"Paige, honey, come on, just tell us what's wrong…" Phoebe said, trying to get something out of her distressed sister.
Paige thought about what she should say. Should she tell her sisters about Paul, about why she felt like such a wreck? Or should she just turn over and ignore them, only to hope that they in fact stayed in the room, just without uttering a word to her? On the other hand she understood why they would want to know and she couldn't bear to see them suffering because of her internal pain. Besides, maybe it would help her to let some of it out.
"Paul." She choked out, slowly.
Piper and Phoebe looked at each other, confused. Who was this Paul character and why had he made Paige so upset?
"Was he her boyfriend?" Phoebe mouthed to Piper.
Piper shrugged her shoulders, unsure of the answer to Phoebe's question.
"He was my boyfriend…" Paige responded, knowing full well that Phoebe and Piper were probably wondering, "in 1994."
"I…I don't understand…" Phoebe said.
Rummaging behind her Paige withdrew a tattered leather bound book.
"I found this today. It was my old diary, back when I first met Paul…."
Now Piper and Phoebe understood, Paige was reading her old diary and re-experiencing all the emotions she felt back then. In other words it was as if she were watching an old home video in her head.
"Paige, do you want to tell us what was so special about Paul? Why he's making you so upset?" Piper asked.
"I'm not really sure how we grew so close as friends, and how from that grew a romantic relationship. I met him on the first day of school…I had to be a sophomore by then, maybe even a junior, I can't really remember. Anyway, I really thought he was quite odd and had no interest in him, but he was determined to become friends with me. He used to hang out with all my friends and I don't know, I guess eventually I got used to him and our friendship grew strong.
"He was always there for me, no matter what. I would talk to him about everything and anything. He even helped me to try and move on after my parents had died. And I guess that's when we started getting romantically involved. We were spending so much time together and we both knew we liked each other, so one day we just both told each other how we felt.
"We had been going out for a few months when Paul took me on this incredible date, I mean magnificent. He took me to this fancy restaurant and then to the park. While we were at the park though we umm….well we made love. It was the first time I had ever had true sex and it was so special, it was so special in fact that we both must have forgotten to use protection because three months later I found out I was….pregnant…" Paige choked out, nearly close to tears.
Piper and Phoebe didn't utter a word. They had no idea what to say. Paige had never told them that she had been pregnant. Had she given the baby up for adoption? Had she had an abortion? What?
"So what did you do with the baby?" Phoebe inquired, almost scared to hear the answer.
"Well Paul and I didn't talk for a while, I think about a month. My aunt and uncle were furious that I had gotten pregnant and we were ready to throw me out on the street, but when they found out that Paul wasn't going to take me in they offered to let me stay a few weeks until I could find some other place to live. It was horrible, knowing that they didn't want me, but I hoped they would change their minds and see that I had no place to go and needed them to help me support a baby. They didn't though…"
**FLASHBACK**
"Aunt Sue, Uncle Tom…please just let me stay until the baby is born!! I have no place to go!! Please!!"
"You were stupid and you got yourself pregnant…now deal with it." My uncle said, practically pushing me out the door.
On the front porch sat one large suitcase and a few small shopping bags; that was my life all wrapped up. Today I was to leave my aunt and uncle's house and try to find some place to live until I could give birth. I planned on going to Paul's house, but who knew where that would lead me.
I turned towards my aunt and uncle once more, hoping they would change their mind in this split second, but they didn't. I could see the tears forming in my aunt's eyes and how she forced herself to look away from me, in order to lessen the pain of the act she was about to commit.
"Goodbye Paige." My uncle said, hugging me.
"Bye." I whispered in his ear, tears beginning to surface to my eyes.
"Bye Paige." My aunt said quickly. I went towards her, ready to receive a hug, but instead she ran back into the house.
I moved towards the suitcase and the bags and picked them up, making my way down the stairs. I looked back one more time at my aunt and uncle's house before I made my way down the street, in route to Paul's house.
A/N: More to come soon!! Review and let me know what you thought…whether it's to tell me something good or bad!!!
