Rosa had paid for a cab to take Piper home the previous night. She wouldn't allow herself to let the girl walk home, not at that time of night, not in that state.
So instead she was driven, silently off into the dark. Rosa only watching, hoping she would be all right.
Piper stepped out the prepaid cab, and as it drove away, she looked up, there where lights on making the manor's burgundy paint seem to glow. It was so calm, so welcoming, and yet still Piper just stood and looked. It as like a precious china doll, so pure and delicate she was afraid to touch it, and now with the manor she was afraid to spoil it.
Prue sat on the curb opposite the manor, watching her sister. Before she would of gone ahead, greeted her, asked what they where looking at, but now, now things where different. Piper wouldn't even look at her, not that she blamed her. She couldn't even look at herself.
Piper heard a silent noise, it was one of those you hear although no one makes it, like a beacon calling to you.
An as she turned she saw it, Prue was sitting in front of her on the curb. Her head was bowed down, and her body seemed weak and frail, a picture Piper had never seen when she thought of Prue.
She took a seat beside her, and as Prue looked up stayed from her eyes, "what are you doing out here?" Piper asked, still looking away and at the manor.
"thinking…. You?" came the monotone answer, both now looking up to the manor.
"thinking," came Piper's restless voice.
Sorry it's short and sweet, but theres more Piper Prue to come. An thnaks for all your reviews I really appriceate them from all of you.