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LAST CHANCE - Part 3
she sat on the floor in the kitchen over by the door that lead to the back yard, as soon as she had got threw it she sunk to the floor. In front of her was her mobile ringing yet again ringing for what seemed like the hundredth time. She sat with her head in her hands as she looked at the flashing screen.
"are you going to answer that?" a voice sounded from the doorway,
"Nope…" Phoebe said from where she was sat, "Well how about we turn it off then?" Paige walked further into the kitchen.
"Can't…" Phoebe explained,
"Well luckily I can" Paige bent down and lifted the phone noticing it was Phoebe's boyfriend calling, she put the setting on silent and put the phone on the side, "So what's he done now?" Paige asked
"He's done nothing … I did the guy thing" Phoebe explained, looking up at Paige who was crouched down in front of her.
"What do you mean you did the guy thing?" Paige asked,
"I mean…you know when you sleep with a guy and they bail in the early hours"
"Do I ever… try every time" Paige explained
"Well I just did it…I went to talk it threw, I was all set to get out of there…I just can't deal with the guys violence or anger anymore, but when I got there I broke down, started telling him about victor – I was a wreck. Next thing I knew I was lying in his arms as I cried and then it happened…I slept with the guy and bailed…four in the morning I'm up and out of there." Phoebe shook her head, "it weren't meant to go like this" she explained.
"Well how does it go? Phoebe … you've slept with the guy many times before it don't mean you have to stay with him" Paige explained, "What you think now you've made a long life time promises because you slept with the guy. Phoebe you were desperate for comfort…that's all it was. He was there" Paige sat next to Phoebe now.
"I think you need to go get a shower, and grab a few hours sleep and things will all look better tomorrow"
"Yeah…maybe…" Paige stood up and offered Phoebe her hand, "Here…"
"Thanks"
"Anytime…"
"No I mean THANKYOU for everything Paige…"
Paige nodded and guided her sister up to the bed room, now only five thirty there was something Paige had to do but first Phoebe needed to get sorted.
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"Okay there are fifteen missed calls from Daz on this god damn phone" Prue said as she looked at the once again, silently flashing screen, "What the hell's he done now?"
"No idea…but fifteen calls…got to be something" Piper added from where she was at the kitchen table.
"Yeah…" Prue agreed as she walked over and placed a mug down in front of Piper. As she did the back door opened and Paige walked in. Prue looked at her watch, and then up to the youngest sisters as she entered the room. "Well good morning…err you do know that it's err…half seven" Prue asked
"Yeah I know… had something to do"
"Well morning then…coffee just made" Piper explained
"Thanks" She walked over, the sisters noticing she wasn't acting like herself, Paige poured a mug and happened to glance at the phone, "He not giving up is he?" Paige asked.
"Nope…you know why?"
"Phoebe kind of left in the middle of something last night" Paige explained, "I'll get the paper" She walked threw the manor just in time to bump into Phoebe, "Morning, you feeling any better?" She asked
"A little…but…" Phoebe trailed off
"Well there's coffee in there…should help a little"
"Thanks" With this Phoebe walked into the kitchen and Paige walked down the steps of the manor to retrieve the paper.
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The night came around to the Halliwell manor and strangely at eight that night they were all found home. All back from work and strangely they had all kind of been drawn to the living room…sat in front of the fire they were talking. Prue on the sofa with Piper sat next to her resting her head on her sisters shoulder. Paige on the chair to her side and Phoebe sat on the mantel of the fire. There conversation was broken by the doorbell ringing. Phoebe looked over to her sisters,
"I'll get it"
"Okay honey" Piper said In response
Phoebe pulled the door open, to see him stood there. "Phoebe…wow and I thought you just vanished…how about you try answering your phone" He shot.
"Daz, look I'm not up to this tonight" Phoebe explained tiredly as she hared his slurred words and his eyes red, he'd been drinking…she knew that much.
"Well you were up for it last night huh?" HE shot
"Go home Daz" Phoebe said but he didn't ever listen to advice from her.
"I want to talk to you Phoebe…"
"I'll talk to you when you're sober…"
"Oh I see…this shit again" He spoke as he lent forward, he pushed his way onto the manor. Phoebe rolled her eyes, looked like she was going to have to do it now. She shut the door and turned to him.
"I'm sick of this shit Phoebe…your playing me"
"It's over…" Phoebe said, she looked up at him adamant, "I want out of this"
"You want OUT? What, you sleep with a guy, bail in the night then the next day don't return his calls and now here you are telling me we are over" Daz screamed,
"Look, this…I can't deal with it all. With you...it's too much for me to deal with right now" Phoebe shouted back.
"You didn't have any trouble last night…you used me"
"I used you? I was upset; hurt…I was a mess last night. You knew that when I showed up on you front step drunk…you knew that! I wanted to finish it last night…I wanted to get out of this shit. The fights are too much Daz and sometimes I'm scared of you. Look I just can't deal with this. Not right now anyway" Phoebe explained
"I don't believe this… Phoebe this isn't just some fling we've been going out for years now"
"Yeah we have, but something isn't the same. Your not the same guy"
"Yeah and your not the same woman either Phoebe…you changed"
"Yeah you are right I did…I'm not up to the fights Daz"
"I never hit you…EVER"
"Not yet you haven't…look I'm getting out before this all gets too messy." Phoebe explained.
Daz turned his back on her not believing this, she ran her hand over her face and spoke again, "Look you gave me something that no one else ever did…"
"I love you PHOEBE!" He screamed
"Yeah well I Loved you… but I think this is too much for me to handle right now! Just give me some space Daz, I need some time to sort my head out"
"Fine, you want space you got it…Pick your stuff up AND GET OUT MY LIFE" He screamed at her. As he headed for the door.
"I did love you Daz, and I will always to some degree…" he didn't respond just pulled open the door and slammed it shut leaving the manor.
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