Pale fingers curling around the handle, Paige jerked the refrigerator open
with such frustration and anger it shook. Bright yellow light sleepily
spilled from its hiding place, and Paige blinked rapidly. "Why does Prue
make me feel like chopped liver?" She growled, plucking out three cubes of
ice from a pile. The blocks were frigid against her soft skin, but she
relished the change. She felt hot fury spreading off her face. She needed
to cool off.
"/i said she would like me. But instead, she ignores me! And since I was only her replacement, I'm not needed here anymore, I suppose." Tears pooled in her eyes, but Paige refused to allow them to spill into her face. Although she wasn't the beloved Prue, Paige was strong. She refused to let her eldest sisters refusal of acceptance bother her. She was part of this family- an integral part, damnit!- whether she liked it or not. Gingerly wrapping the ice in a cloth, she was about to tread the stairs but stopped herself. "Why should I?" She argued to herself. "Phoebe didn't want my comfort, and Prue can/b order me around like that. I deserve better," She said, squinting her rich brown eyes and working up a righteous swell of indignation.
Her heart paused for a minute. "Piper?" She was in trouble. And Phoebe and Prue didn't seem to want her here- closing her eyes to hide the hurt and pain, she once more dissolved into a cluster of blue and white orbs, floating to a place where she could help her sister and her nephew. iShe hoped./i
***
"Where is that girl? Can't she hurry her orbs up?" Prue mumbled as she and Phoebe were sprawled across Phoebe's bad, Phoebe plaiting Prue's lengthy tresses and enviously wishing her own were the same length.
"Prue, your too hard on her," reprimanded Phoebe gently, knocking her older sister on the skull and letting out a brief giggle. "She is probably talking to Piper- trying to calm her down and focus. Paige is good like that." Prue's eyes flew heavenwards, but she otherwise ignored the comment praising their half-sister. "Whatever," she replied with an air of annoyance. "Hey, do you still have my clothes?" When Phoebe nodded, Prue glanced suspiciously. "Girl, if you stole them, I'm taking them back now, you know."
Phoebe vigorously shook her head, "No way! I earned those fair and square!" Then the realization of what she said hit her, and her face crumpled. "I-I- I didn't m-mean it like t-that," she stuttered, her darkly lashed lids fluttering close to hide the pain her eyes russet depths.
"Sweetie, I know you didn't. Don't worry about it," Prue said gently, turning around and patting Phoebe on the cheek. "I'm here now- don't worry about it. I'll protect you." Phoebe laid her head on her older sister's shoulder, relishing in the protective, comforting presence.
"/i said she would like me. But instead, she ignores me! And since I was only her replacement, I'm not needed here anymore, I suppose." Tears pooled in her eyes, but Paige refused to allow them to spill into her face. Although she wasn't the beloved Prue, Paige was strong. She refused to let her eldest sisters refusal of acceptance bother her. She was part of this family- an integral part, damnit!- whether she liked it or not. Gingerly wrapping the ice in a cloth, she was about to tread the stairs but stopped herself. "Why should I?" She argued to herself. "Phoebe didn't want my comfort, and Prue can/b order me around like that. I deserve better," She said, squinting her rich brown eyes and working up a righteous swell of indignation.
Her heart paused for a minute. "Piper?" She was in trouble. And Phoebe and Prue didn't seem to want her here- closing her eyes to hide the hurt and pain, she once more dissolved into a cluster of blue and white orbs, floating to a place where she could help her sister and her nephew. iShe hoped./i
***
"Where is that girl? Can't she hurry her orbs up?" Prue mumbled as she and Phoebe were sprawled across Phoebe's bad, Phoebe plaiting Prue's lengthy tresses and enviously wishing her own were the same length.
"Prue, your too hard on her," reprimanded Phoebe gently, knocking her older sister on the skull and letting out a brief giggle. "She is probably talking to Piper- trying to calm her down and focus. Paige is good like that." Prue's eyes flew heavenwards, but she otherwise ignored the comment praising their half-sister. "Whatever," she replied with an air of annoyance. "Hey, do you still have my clothes?" When Phoebe nodded, Prue glanced suspiciously. "Girl, if you stole them, I'm taking them back now, you know."
Phoebe vigorously shook her head, "No way! I earned those fair and square!" Then the realization of what she said hit her, and her face crumpled. "I-I- I didn't m-mean it like t-that," she stuttered, her darkly lashed lids fluttering close to hide the pain her eyes russet depths.
"Sweetie, I know you didn't. Don't worry about it," Prue said gently, turning around and patting Phoebe on the cheek. "I'm here now- don't worry about it. I'll protect you." Phoebe laid her head on her older sister's shoulder, relishing in the protective, comforting presence.
