Chapter 22

After a while, Piper heard the front door open, and a few seconds later Prue appeared in the kitchen.

Her face was struck with tears, unlike Piper's, which was just pale.

Piper herself was still on the same spot on the floor.

Prue stood there for a few moments, then asked; "where is she?" with a shaking voice.

"Upstairs." Piper said coolly, not bothering to look up at her sister, who hearing the words disappeared out of the room.

She wasn't sure what she felt.

Shock maybe?

It was like she couldn't control her body... it acted on its own, not letting her take charge.

Then she realized how sad she was, but there seemed to be so many reasons, Grams was just one of them.

"Grams is not dead." She said aloud, not completely aware that there was no one in the room.

Instantly, she decided she has to go upstairs and tell that to Prue, and she did.

She walked into Grams's room, to find both her sisters sitting on the floor, each leaning against a wall, their hands covering their red faces.

Phoebe looked up as Piper came in.

"Piper... where were you?" she asked with a cracked voice, sobbing between each word coming out.

Piper didn't answer.

She didn't hear.

But Phoebe didn't have the energy to insist, so she let it go.

A few minutes later, Piper saw Prue getting up, and calling somewhere.

Everything after that was in slow motion and unclear.

An hour or two after that, the three sisters were sitting on the couch in the living room, many people around then, walking back and forth, taking Grams's body out of the house.

A man was talking to them; Piper didn't remember exactly who the man was.

Prue was answering his questions, and Phoebe was saying something too here and there.

Then there was silence, and Piper realized everyone was looking at her.

They were all looking confused by something, and Piper new exactly what that was.

She didn't cry.

Not even once since she found out about Grams's death, not even when she saw her limp body so many times.

They probably all thought she was completely selfish and cold hearted.

Piper was always the one to cry at these situations, even though they haven't been in one like this since they were just little girls, but at any decent chance Piper found herself weeping, as much as she didn't want to.

Only this time all she could do was sit and look blankly with no emotion on her face.

When she snapped back out of her thoughts, she saw that the man was not there anymore, but in the corner talking with Prue, who still had tears escaping her eyes.

Phoebe on the other hand, was still sitting where she was next to Piper, her eyes locked on her sisters.

"This is not fair." Phoebe mumbled, as she looked away.

"It's not supposed to be like this..." Phoebe continued.

Piper agreed. They didn't disserve this, and just as things seemed to get better, and even Grams started to get healthier, this had to happen.

Grams was like a mother to them, and now all they have left is each other.

Piper's attention was suddenly drown to another side of the room, and saw Leo's familiar face walk in, looking confused by all the people around.

He finally seemed to spot Piper on the couch, and rushed towards her.

"What happened??" he asked, still looking around the room trying to look for clues.

As Piper said nothing, Phoebe said; "Grams died."

It was probably the fifth time Piper has heard these words that day, but still they didn't affect her even half as much as they did both her sisters.

Leo seemed shocked by the words, and immediately sunk to the sofa next to Piper, obviously getting ready for hours and hours of encouragement and comforting from himself to Piper.

It was only when he looked closer to her that he realized that she wasn't looking too sad at all.

"I'm so sorry." Piper heard him mumble to her ear, then she felt being swept into Leo's embracing hands, and pulled into a hug.

She rested her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes, feeling his hand pet her back in circles.

She heard Leo say some encouragement words to Phoebe, but couldn't quite make out what he said.

It was all a one big blur.

The funeral came two days after that, and everything was a complete mess.

Neither Phoebe or Prue ever left the house, unlike Piper who took long walks every few hours, every time she couldn't bare being at the manor. It became suffocating, and Piper had to get herself out, so she did, quite a lot.

Phoebe and Prue, that used to be enemies, were together all the time now, both trying hard to include Piper when ever she was around, but Piper just seemed always be in her room, or outside, and when Prue and Phoebe weren't there, she was sitting still on Grams's bed, then escaping as soon as her sisters appeared.

Leo didn't go to school the day after what happened, and stayed with Piper, then came back the next day and spent what was left of the day with her.

She didn't cry, not even once.

At the funeral itself, even people that Piper didn't know or remember were crying, and both her sisters were shaking with grief, but she stayed still, confused and sorrow.

As people left the funeral, Piper was forced to stand in line with her sisters, and shake hands with ever passing stranger, receiving their supporting words, that were meaningless to her.

"I am so sorry for your Grams, She was a marvelous person." Someone said, while holding Pipers hand tightly, then saying something of the kind to the other two sisters.

"We will all miss her...."

"She is in a better place now..."

"She was a precious woman..."

"Always will be remembered..."

"We loved her so much..."

Piper smiled weakly to everyone, but they all looked at her weirdly, obviously seeing the difference from Piper's calm face, and both her sisters', which were once again stroked with tears.

She was thankful when the whole event was over, and while many people were still in the manor, Piper escaped up the stairs, and dumped herself on her bed.

When she woke up, and walked downstairs the next morning, she found both her sisters in the kitchen, having their tea.

Piper, without saying a word, walked across the room, and made some tea for herself as well.

Prue was the first one to speak;

"Piper, we need to talk."

Piper looked up at her, and set by the table opposite from her sisters.

"OK".

"Look, it's not ok to suppress feelings; you need to let it go... It helps, believe me." Prue said carefully, obviously trying to use the right words.

"I'm not suppressing any feelings." Piper said, as she took a slip of her tea, which seemed unpleasantly sour.

"The hell you are!" Phoebe suddenly snapped loudly, as if it was something she wanted to do for days.

Prue held her back, by punching her arm.

Piper just looked from one sister to another, realizing she was now the center of conversation, as much as she didn't want to be.

"Piper, it's just that you haven't even cried when Grams... passed out, and in the funeral you were completely cold and emotionless. We're sisters; you don't need to suppress anything with us." Prue said slowly, as if explaining something to a five year old.

"Whatever." Was all Piper said, before walking out of the kitchen, and drugged herself back upstairs to her room.

She shut the door firmly behind her, and leaned on it.

She tried as hard as she could to make the tears come, she wanted them to. Desperately.

AN: This chapter wasn't supposed to end here, but I realized it was getting way too long, so I'll cut it here, and continue the next chapter from this spot. Anyhow, don't forget to review. And thanks for those who did!

Oh, and sorry you didn't see much of Leo this chapter, but I promise next chapter will be more "fluffy"! lol