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part 5
Andy walked through the manor doors and threw his keys on the side, he sighed as he put his jacket on the stand and turned to enter the living room. Walking through he saw three sets of eyes looking at him hopefully. "I couldn't find he" He said, causing the three sisters to look away. Andy walked over to sit next to Prue who was on the chair. "She don't want to be found…we'll just have to wait"
"I called her mobile, she isn't answering" Piper explained from where she was sat with Paige on the sofa. "We are going to just have to wait"
"She'll be back" Paige said reassuringly, "She just needs a bit of time"
"Well hopefully she wont be drinking herself stupid because if she does then, well things are going to be far from Merry this Christmas" Piper stated
Andy reached his hand over onto Prue's stomach, "How are you holding up?" he asked as he lent down to kiss her
"Not well…" Prue answered leaning into his kiss, "maybe we should go to bed, mom and dad have I mean they know she'll be back so why don't we do the same?" Prue asked
Piper looked over at her oldest sister, "Something's really up isn't it?"
"Yeah" Paige answered, "we'll talk to her tomorrow"
They all nodded and stood up to go to bed, "So where we all sleeping?" Prue asked
"Well you and Andy have your old room, then Paige why don't I come into your and Phoebe's old bedroom and when Phoebe stumbles in she can have my bed" Piper arranged
Always the organized one – Prue thought, "Sounds good" With this they all headed off to the rooms.
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Her hand fell onto the door handle as she had trouble opening the door she eventually burst through. By no means quietly – this was her drunk state, the whole loud door slamming, head spinning, stumbling ness – it was Phoebe's drunk state.
Her Phone rang for the hundredth time that night and Phoebe decided that she would now answer it, when she found the kitchen anyway, and something to stand near – and maybe another bottle – she contemplated, - yeah a bottles good.
As she walked through she mumbled, "Happy…fucking…Christmas" Then made her way successfully into the kitchen, she managed to also find a bottle to her relief it did not matter what it was, just a strong alcoholic beverage to make her forget.
After getting the beer she headed into the living room, the living room that was lit only by the crackling fire. Phoebe made her way over to the couch but as she took a seat she missed it and fell to the floor – not that she noticed – she was too busy, preoccupied even to think about her actions. She looked at the tree, for a good few minuets, every so often taking a swig from the bottle and bringing it back to her lap.
It was at this point Prue showed up in the door way – sure she had got up to see if Phoebe had got home, but as she made it to the room to find an empty bed she felt a need to come down and grab a drink of water – she just happened to hear Phoebe as she did so, drawing her to the living room.
She watched for a while, a good while watched as her little sis battled through the inner demons – she saw it in Phoebe's eyes that she was somewhere else. Just as Prue was about to step in she decided that when the phone rang she would learn more about her sisters anger to drop in on the call – all for the good of Phoebe and well Prue's reassurance her sister was okay.
The damn Phone was ringing again this time Phoebe decided to answer it, she picked up the small flashing phone and struggled to turn it on but when she finally managed to she brought it up to her ear to hear the on voice which at this moment was the only one that could make her feel worse that she already felt –"What?" She answered abruptly
"I have been ringin' you all night" He shouted
"um" Phoebe mumbled
"You drunk?" He asked
"Drunk? No more than usual, well I haven't passed out yet" Phoebe answered
"What the hell are you playing at?" He asked
"Playing at, I fucking ent play…where are you?"
"What do you care?" he shot back
"I care…more than you do. About any of this…about us." Phoebe struggled to speak coherently
"Us? Phoebe you need to stop fucking drinking or they'll be no us"
There was silence until Phoebe out of nowhere said, "Prue's pregnant…"
"Great for Prue, what the hell does that…"
"Prue's pregnant Rick! RING ANY BELLS" Phoebe shouted, "This whole fucking life of mine is fucked up…they expected me to be the first one pregnant and the father fucking off…they have no idea how fucking close they were do they? Huh?"
"Not this again, Phoebe get over it…"
"Over what? she asked
"That whole Pregnancy thing" he shouted
"Pregnancy thing? I can't get over the fact you were not there for me"
"I'm not talking when you are like this" Rick screamed as he cut her off, Then angered Phoebe and she threw her phone to the floor across the room.
"Fucking talking…I'm not like anything. You made me like this" She babbled, the bottle found its way to her mouth again, when it was down Phoebe looked into the fire, "Happy Christmas Pheebs" She growled, tears welled up in her eyes. Things soon became too much and she totally erupted into tears.
Prue, still unsure if what it was exactly that she just hared was sure of only one thing, Phoebe needed her. Walking forward into the room, she walked over and sat on the floor next to Phoebe wrapping her arms around her Phoebe's head found Prue's should – a shoulder that from a very young age Phoebe knew that she could lean on – Prue lent across and took the bottle from Phoebe's hands with ease as the younger of the two decided it was best not to fight… but to give into to the love she needed right now.
"shush" Prue soothed softly, "Honey calm down, talk to me" Phoebe just lay there, her eyes closed tight as sobs wrecked through her body, for months she had hid emotion but tonight she was unable to anymore, now she was in the arms of her sister, she knew that she was safe and even in her drunk state she was able to understand when she was safe.
Prue just rocked Phoebe back and forth for over half an hour, she was replaying the whole convocation in her own head trying to make sence of the whole thing. She couldn't. Phoebe was now silent no more tears she was just sat there looking at the floor. Prue took a shot, "You okay baby?" She asked, Phoebe just shook her head, "Talk to me? Please" Prue begged
"Hurts…" She said simply, "It hurts to think about it. I…I love him…LOVED? Maybe?"
"Rick?" Prue asked
"Yeah…" Phoebe just closed her eyes, "I'm sorry Prue, I can't do this right now. I need to go to bed."
"Yeah well, you are stuck with me tonight – unless you want to tell me what's going on so I'm not worried all night?" Prue ventured
Phoebe closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "about a month ago I went to the doctors because I wasn't very well, they told me that I could be pregnant but they weren't sure… they took blood and told be they would get back with the results in a few days. I… I was lost, confused and I needed someone…so I rang Rick…I told him and he just screamed at me. When I got home he was there waiting and he went mad at me. I was a mess Prue, and I needed to be held instead all I had was him screaming at me. 'How could you be this stupid?' 'How could I have let this happen?' like it was my fault. If I was pregnant then I sure as hell wouldn't have had him stood by me, he would have left. Everything is my fault and I have had enough of it"
"Why didn't you call me?" Prue asked, her heart going out to the youngest…she knew what it was like to receive that kind of news and if Andy wasn't there then she didn't think that she would be able to live through it, "I'm sorry that happened to you" Prue expressed
"Because you all…expected me to mess up like that – Dad, he would have killed me…I saw the way he reacted when you told him – all that shouting was because he was scared for you, not angry. I mean you and Andy are soul mates who could be angry?" Phoebe asked,
"Aren't you?"
"No I'm really happy for you and Andy, really happy, I'm just pissed that my boyfriend would have let me and my baby die if I became pregnant…he would have left."
Again silence fell upon them, until Phoebe asked, "We aren't kids anymore are we?"
"No we aren't Piper just said the same thing to me. But we haven't been kids for a while now" Prue explained
"Yeah well it was nice to pretend. Just today I mean, I listen to you guys and your perfect fucking lives and I resent you…then I hear your pregnant and its like, BANG! Wow. My life totally worthless and without meaning"
Prue knew Phoebe was just talking because of the alcohol and decide that actually she should take advantage of this. "Do you love him?" she asked
"Who? Mr throws the furniture around?" Phoebe rolled her eyes, "You know why I'm really happy for you? You know why? because Andy, he really loves you. I mean when you, you found out how did he act?"
Prue really didn't know where this was going but she continued to talk, "He just held me, mostly because I needed it. I couldn't talk so he just held me."
"I couldn't stand, or anything, I went back still feeling like hell and – he screamed, he shouted, he wrecked the apartment and I'm here feeling sorry for myself…I mean this is nothing new to me. You know all them guys, that don't really give a damn about me. But I love them all Prue. I do think I still love Rick"
Phoebe's head was still against Prue's shoulder, Prue had her arms around her – This was it Prue decided to take this further than she had intended…this could backfire horribly, Phoebe could react a hell of a lot worse that Prue intended, well she had been through so much now…So very, very much. "Has he hit you?"
At first there was no reply, then – "I don't know." Was all the youngest said, "when we argue I drink myself stupid – I don't remember most of what he says, or I say or anything that happens." Tears fell again from Phoebe and Prue knew that was all she would get from the younger sister. She was a little scared – Phoebe had answered so simply, she sounded so broken.
"Come on, lets get you up to bed" Phoebe made no movement but luckily Prue was able to lift her and help her to the room. Today had been a long day for them both and right now they needed rest – but this convocation was far from over. Prue would get to the bottom of her sisters pain and if necessary sort Rick out. He was no good for Phoebe – over the time they had been together he had hurt her so much. It wasn't helping with the drinking. He was slowly killing her.
And that had to stop! Prue could not imagine what Phoebe had gone through all alone, with the fear of having his child. And he, not caring for her enough to even hold her, It hurt Prue to even think about it.