Chapter 14
When She Can't Take Anymore.
A/N: This chapter is in no way inappropriate, however, it may be slightly disturbing to some people.
Prue and Pheobe went home later that night. Both of them worried about Piper to some extent, so they called a counselor and set up and appointment later that week.
The next day went by pretty quickly. Prue and Pheobe just hung out around the house, mostly discussing Piper. Around 7, they got in the car to get Piper. On the way there, they were silent except for the music playing softly in the background. They pulled up to the hospital at 7:10 and walked in.
When Prue and Pheobe walked into Piper's room, Piper was sitting on the bed wearing jeans, a t-shirt, her hair pulled back, and tennis shoes. "Hey Piper, ready to go home?" Prue asked enthusiastically.
"Yeah. Let's get out of here." Piper picked up her bag and walked out.
"Right. Let's go," Prue said to Pheobe.
"What's up with her?" Pheobe asked.
"Who knows."
The three girls walked out of the hospital in silence, walking no where near each other. Piper was obviously upset about something, and Prue suspected that she regreted saying all that stuff yesterday. Icy silence continued to peek through the warm air in the car. Prue tried to start a conversation.
"So, Piper, do you feel better?"
Piper only shrugged.
"Is everything okay?" Pheobe asked.
Piper nodded. She was becoming a mute. Prue couldn't figure out what was going on, but she knew something wasn't right. When they went in the Manor, Piper slumped upstairs to her room. Prue started to follow, but Pheobe grabbed her arm.
"Let her be. Go up in about 20 minutes, talk it out with her, it will be fine," Pheobe said softly. The only problem with what she was saying was that she had know idea of the things that Prue and Piper were feeling. Prue turned around and went to sit on the couch. She tried to do it gracefully and cheerfully, but when Pheobe left, she put her head in her hands and began to cry. Approximentally 20 minutes later, Prue walked up to Piper's room.
"Hey, is something wrong? I mean...you have just, well..you know, not talked all day," Prue asked.
"No I'm fine. Just...relaxing."
"Oh. Do you wanna watch a movie? I hear HBO is having a scary movie marathon." Prue ran her hands through her hair in frustration.
"No..thanks. I have some thinking to do."
"Okay. Well, I'm here if you want to talk," Prue reminded.
"Thanks, Prue," Piper said, getting up to hug her sister. It was the first normal thing she had done all day. Prue walked out of the room and back into the living room.
Back in Piper's room, Piper was sitting at her desk writing. How am I supposed to say this to her? She's gonna freak. Piper thought to herself. Okay, just gotta be gentle...not too sudden, and I can't let her see until I have done it.
Dear Prue,
I am sorry...really sorry, but I have to do this. I am only causing pain for you and Pheobe, and it has to end here. Maybe you will forgive me for this. Maybe not. But let's just say I won't be here to find out. Prue, I am so sorry that I have to do this and I am gonna miss you so much. Please, please don't mourn me, Prue, cause I am in a better place causing no one pain. Simply celebrate my life, remember our good times together, and try to forget me. I will be with Mom and Grams, so they will protect me and I will watch over you and Pheobe. But it's all going to be okay. Don't cry when you read this, I know you're stronger than that. I love you more than anything.
All my love,
Piper
Okay, one down, one to go. How am I going to explain this to Pheobe? I guess I have to do it in plain text, but not too bold.
Dear Pheobe,
To be honest, I don't know how to say this. I don't want to hurt you, but this will. No matter how hard I try, this will-
No...no this isn't working.
Dear Pheobe,
I don't know how to say this. I guess I just have to tell you that I'm sorry. I really am, but things will be okay after this passes. It will only take a few weeks, then you will be fine. I will be watching over you, always. I hope you can forgive me for this thing that I probably have already done. Pheobe, I love you and always will. You're my baby sister and, what can I say? You're impossible to be mad at and have compassion and love for people and animals that I don't see in other people. Remember the monkies? You fell in love with yours. Just keep memories like that close to your heart and you will be fine. Don't cry, Pheobe. No tears. They aren't necessary. I love you, sissy.
All my love,
Piper
Done. Now I have to put them where they will find them, and then finish it off. It's almost over. Just 10 more minutes.
Piper laid the notes on her dresser, with their names writted clearly on the appropriate note for each sister. This was it. She closed her bedroom door, and went in the bathroom. She closed the bathroom door and rummaged through her drawer for her utensil. It was a knife from Quake. She got it as a going away present when she quit. Somewhat odd, but she was always griping about the crappy knives, so they gave her one she liked as a memior. Now, she was glad she had it. She ran her fingers over the cold metal. Okay, this is it. Just one knife through the heart, and it's all over. Should I go outside? What if Prue or Pheobe find me...well, I guess someone has to. They've seen worse. Piper held her hand to her chest, trying to find her heart. There it is. Piper began to stick the knife into her skin. She pushed in slowly as blood began to run down her shirt. She winced in pain and started to push harder. Piper jammed it into her skin and immediately passed out.
