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Recap Chapter 4- Phoebe went back to San Francisco, and she finally told her sister about where she really got the bruise from. They freaked out about it, and their not talking to each other.
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A/N- Sorry I've been away for so long. I guess I've been busy with school, and getting ready for a choir competition that I neglected my story. But I updated, so enjoy!
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Chapter 5
"Hello?" Phoebe asked picking up the phone by her bedside. "Phoebe?" Jason's voice greeted over the phone. "Hi, Jason. Is there something wrong at the office?" Phoebe asked wiping the sleep from her eyes.
"This newspaper is dead without you, Phoebe. How soon can you make it here?" Jason asked. "An hour," Phoebe replied. "That's great. Welcome back home," Jason said. "Thanks, bye," Phoebe hung up and rolled out of bed.
Walking into the foyer, Phoebe stopped to look over herself in the mirror before grabbing her keys. She was driving Cole's car now that he wasn't using it.
Before she could walk out the door, Piper stopped her. "Come have some breakfast," Piper called. "I can't. I have to run to the office," Phoebe explained slamming the door shut. Piper sighed at her attitude.
She quickly jumped into the sports car, and was greeted by Cole's cologne. It helped her not miss him so much, because she already missed him after a day back. She hated being so far from him. Must it be this way?
The Bay Mirror seemed the same as she left it. As she was walking in, Jason was walking out. They nearly ran into each other.
"Hey, Phoebe! Right on time. Could you please finish the column you were working on, and start on another one?" Jason asked. "Sure," Phoebe answered. What was she to say, no? He was her boss. "Okay, great. Just put the document on the editor's desk," Jason stated. "Got it," Phoebe said.
Jason looked at her face. "What happened right there?" Jason asked touching the bruise that was still on her face. Phoebe moved slightly away, because she felt uncomfortable. "Sorry," He apologized. "I had an accident," Phoebe answered vaguely not wanting to get into details.
"I'll see you later," Jason said walking out the door. Phoebe gladly got to work and kept her mind off so many things. The wedding plans were getting nowhere, because they barely have time to see each other to get anything done. Frustration slowly crept over her. Only if Cole were here, he would know exactly what to do.
It was getting late at the office, and Phoebe wasn't exactly quite done yet. Piper had called her at least three times asking why she wasn't home for dinner. She probably gave up and had dinner with Prue. Phoebe would really hate to turn into a workaholic like her fiance and Prue is.
A knock on the door jerked her mind away from everything she was doing. Phoebe looked up to see Jason standing at the doorway.
"It's pretty late. Shouldn't you be getting home?" Jason asked. "I will as soon as I finish this one little paragraph," Phoebe insisted looking down at her computer screen.
There was a silence at the doorway. "I was wondering if you would consider going to a charity dinner with me tomorrow night," Jason proposed. Phoebe smiled at the gesture but denied. Reason? Cole's so protective of her about the whole Jason thing, and she respects that.
"It's not a date, I swear. It's just to get you out there and help your image," Jason insisted. "That's really sweet, Jason. I just don't think it's a good idea..." "What's holding you back?" Jason interrupted. Phoebe looked skeptical for a minute.
"I will go," Phoebe finally said. "Great! I'll pick you up at seven?" Jason asked. Phoebe smiled hoping she didn't make a terrible decision.
Now, the question was...Is she going to tell Cole about this or no?
Whatever...She's just got to get home before she collapses. All she could think about is her bed and seeing the back of her eyelids.
Party Night- 6:45
Phoebe never called Cole to tell him about the party, and she really didn't feel the need to. It was just going to be an innocent party with her boss. She was touching up on her make up before Jason arrived.
"Phoebe, are you sure this is a good idea? If Cole finds out..." "He won't find out, because I have beautiful sisters who will do anything for me," Phoebe smiled. "I just don't think you should be out on the town with Jason," Piper stated concerned. "I'm not going to cheat on Cole if that's what you mean," Phoebe said.
Piper sighed hoping there were other ways to get Phoebe to listen. "I'll come back in one piece, I promise! And if I don't, you can say 'I told you so'. I got to go," Phoebe said hearing the car honked.
The doorbell chimed, and Phoebe answered it. Jason stood there in his designer suit, and a bouquet of roses. He handed them to Phoebe. "Thanks," She said smelling them. "Are you ready to go?" Jason asked. Phoebe nodded handing them to her sister to put in a vase.
"Jason, I like you to meet my older sister Piper," Phoebe introduced. They shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. Piper didn't like the look he had in his eyes. He was hungry for something, and it wasn't food.
Cocktails, classical music, expensive plaza, and fine dining. This party wasn't all a bore like some she's been to. Phoebe got to meet and mingle with some very interesting people.
By the time dinner was served, Phoebe felt really lightheaded. What was in those cocktails? Jason was practically pouring them down her throat, and she denied many times over. She just didn't want to make a bad impression on her boss. And it might cost her...
Jason walked a drunk Phoebe out to the car. His hand was guiding her back, and slowly making its way down to her butt. Phoebe pulled away from him rubbing her temples. Everything was spinning around her head. Where was she?
A hand pushed her inside the limo, and Phoebe fell back onto the limo seat. The car door slammed shut, and Phoebe remembered distant talking but it wasn't audible to her ears.
The black window that separated the driver and the passenger closed up. The haze from her eyes partially lifted and Phoebe saw Jason bending over her. Then, his hands roaming up her thigh.
"Stop," Phoebe said pushing and struggling to get him off of her. She tried to sit up but Jason grabbed her wrists forcefully, and slammed her back onto the limo seat. "Lay still, bitch!" Jason yelled. Phoebe kicked and screamed against his willingness to get what he came for.
"I said stop! Let me go!" Phoebe screamed kneeing him in his balls.
All Phoebe knew then was to get out of the limo even if it was moving at 45 miles per hour. She tumbled onto the parking lot that the limo was driving out of.
The midnight air fell heavy on her skin. Phoebe saw the limo pull away, and she stumbled trying to get up from the hard concrete. 'What really happened?' Phoebe thought to herself looking around for a payphone.
She saw gas station not far from where she was. Phoebe tripped and stumbled trying to get to a safe place where she could call for help.
Her night was getting worse before it got any better. A guy came over and wrapped his arms around her. Phoebe slipped out of it quickly. "Hey, sexy. Want to suck my dick?" He asked pulling her back by her hand. Phoebe yanked her hand back and yelled, "No! God!"
Seeing her frustration, the guy backed off. She wasn't exactly coherent either, and he wouldn't take another lawsuit against him.
Trembling, Phoebe made it to the pay phone. Phoebe dialed the manor's number. "Pick up, please...Anyone..." Phoebe begged.
"Hello?" Someone's voice picked up. Phoebe wasn't sure who, she was half conscious. "It's Phoebe. I-I don't know where I am but-but...you have to come and get me," Phoebe pleaded. She was getting way too dizzy, and unaware to stand upright.
"Phoebe? Phoebe! Where are you?" Prue asked panicking. "I..." Phoebe started to say, but things started fading away. "I...help me..." Phoebe merely whispered. Then, she fainted onto the concrete floor as heavier droplets of rain came pouring down on her.
Cliffhanger!!!!
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