Chapter 7
When it Hits...
A/N: Okay, I just got told I have been spelling Pheobe wrong...haha I mean Phoebe. Okay, but I have chp. 1-17 written and saved on my comp so it will b awhile b4 i change it. I will, tho! R&R
Piper burst into tears. It had all come together...Prue was dying...and she would be gone forever. No. Don't think like that. She won't. She can beat this. She can.
"Sweetie, what's wrong?" Prue said as she pushed a piece of hair away from Piper's face.
"Prue, do you think you will be able to beat this? I mean...you know..."
"I don't know, honey. I am gonna try my best. Why?" Prue asked.
"Cause I just saw Pheobe and I...we were at your funeral...and people kept saying things...things that I didn't like...I don't know...it just scared me," Piper said.
"Wow...that must have been horrible," Prue said, crying also. She leaned over and hugged Piper. "But I won't let that happen, okay?" Piper squeezed her sister. She was beginning to wonder how she would ever survive without Prue if she didn't make it.
"I'm just scared, Prue, I don't want to lose you. I love you, big sissy, and I would never figure out how to live without you," Piper confessed.
"I love you too, and I don't want to leave you or lose you...and I wouldn't go on without you," Prue said. They were still hugging. "But Piper, sweetheart, for now, you have to keep living your life and stop worrying about losing me." Piper stood up and left. Prue wasn't sure why she left, but decided not to follow. It was nearly 9:30, and Pheobe normally got up around 10, so Prue decided to make breakfast, and then call both of her sisters down to eat.
She went in the kitchen and made toast, bacon, eggs, and pancakes. She had a gut feeling that no one would eat, she knew she wouldn't, but it was worth the shot. And, she needed to keep herself busy. When she was just about done, at 10, she went up to get Pheobe, but Pheobe nearly ran her over halfway down the stairs.
"Morning, Prue," Pheobe said sadly. Although it was not directly mentioned, the thought of Prue dying was still lurking all over the manor, and all three of them felt it.
"Morning, is Piper in her room?" Prue asked.
"Yeah, but she's up," Pheobe said.
"I know. We talked for a while, and then she went up stairs all of a sudden," Prue explained.
"Oh. I smell food. Want me to go get her?" Pheobe offered.
"No, just put everything on the table, please,"
"Okay...are you gonna get her?" Pheobe asked.
"Yes, I am." Prue ran up the stairs. She knocked on Piper's door. No answer. "Piper?" She said.
No answer.
"Piper, breakfast."
Once again, no answer.
Prue opened the door. Piper was on her bed hugging her knees. She wasn't crying, but she looked traumatized.
"What's wrong?" Prue asked.
"Oh..just thinking...where did you come from?" Piper said in a daze.
"I knocked, and no one answered, so I came in. Did you pay La La Land a visit?" Prue teased.
"No." Piper said nothing was wrong, but Prue knew she was still upset. It was understandable, and Prue didn't want to push it.
"Oh. Well, breakfast is ready, come down and eat, okay?" Prue requested.
"Thanks, but I think I'll just stay up here," Piper answered.
"Okay. Are you okay? I mean, I know this is tough, honey, but I want to help," Prue asked.
"To be honest, I'm still scared. You know...but I'm sure you are scared too...so...I'll be okay. Go eat, and tell Pheobe I'll come say bye before she goes to school," Piper said.
"Okay. Let me know if you need anything," Prue said. She turned around and headed down stairs to meet her youngest sister for breakfast.
