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A/N: The lyrics used in this song are Gwen Stefani – Danger Zone
Vulnerable Child: Chapter 8
I can't imagine how hard it must be, to be you
Adopting all your history, it's hard being me too
Are your secrets where you left them?
Cause now your ghosts are mine as well
I think it's time I met them and I think it's time you tell
Phoebe tossed and turn under her duvet, as though it was strangling her. She fought inside it, trying to escape but failing miserably. Piper stood at her bedroom door, clinging tightly to the doorframe, she watched her sister her faced looked so troubled. Piper slowly crept into the room and sat at the foot of the bed; she placed her hand on Phoebe's duvet and watched her sister. What are you thinking? What are you dreaming? I can't even imagine what you're going through…
And you should have told me when you met me
All these things I should know
I should have asked, we should have talked
About this so long ago
Phoebe walked up to the school doors, smiling she arrived just as the bell went for registration. She walked into her registration class and sat down beside Ramona, smiling she waved hello.
"Someone's happy…"
"Really, I hadn't noticed," Phoebe lied. She couldn't contain her smile,
"So listen, I need a favour… Lewis asked me out this weekend but he wants to double with Graham and Graham doesn't have a date… so I was wondering…" she began but Phoebe cut her off,
"You want me to come along, and keep you company," she said, tilting her head in an 'I knew it' way. Ramona looked down towards her desk,
"Well, yeah. I mean I've wanted to go out with Lewis for so long and I've never had the chance, and you'll have fun. I know you; you'll have a great time,"
"Well," said Phoebe, before pausing, "Normally I would but… I've kinda got something going on with Rick Gittridge," replied Phoebe, her face lit up as she saw Ramona's jealous expression.
"What! For how long? When did this happen?" Ramona blurted out quickly.
"What are we playing twenty questions? A while, so I can't go, sorry," With that the bell rang, Phoebe lifted her bag and walked for the exit.
"Phoebe, you're not a one guy girl, I know you." Ramona called after her,
"Maybe I'm changing…"
Piper sat on the foot of Phoebe's bed, she wanted to wake Phoebe but knew that she needed to sleep. She hadn't been sleeping properly in a while and wanted her to rest, but she didn't want her to dream, unfortunately she couldn't control it.
It's not fair, it's not fair
And don't leave me here
How's this happening to me
It feels so lonely here
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
Rick pulled Phoebe close to him, his hands clasped tightly around her waist, he kissed her gently on the lips before she pulled away. Her eyes stayed fixed on his as she pulled herself out of his grasp, she ran quickly from him, heading under the bleachers at the football field. Rick chased after her and caught up with her in a few moments, he always did.
"Hey, where you going girly," he said as he grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall. He kissed her once more, this time harder and rough; slowly her took both her hands and held them above her head as he began kissing her neck. Phoebe squirmed beneath him, she felt the rough plaster cast of the wall rubbing on her back, scratching tiny cuts. The feeling of his warm, sweaty skin and the cold wall against her skin only made her want him more. But she wanted to make him wait; she wanted to be in control. Slowly she pulled her hands down and placed them around his back, slowly she pulled him T-Shirt off, revealing his sweaty and heaving chest.
"What are you doing?" he asked, "You've never been this forward before," he said as he felt Phoebe slowly pull him to the ground,
"I'm just having a look see," she replied as she kissed him gently. Soon, he was lying on his back on the floor, panting heavily as Phoebe sat on his chest. His moved his hands to her waist and attempted to pull her top off; Phoebe moved quickly and bent over to kiss his neck. Slowly she lifted his hands and placed them above his head.
"This isn't like you," he said,
"I know…" replied Phoebe. With that Phoebe quickly jumped off him and began running once more, heading out onto the football fields.
Now we share the closet, now you've let me come inside
And now you're finally undressing, and I feel like I might die
The damage is infectious, the confession is too late
And how can I accept this
How is this happening to me?
Ramona walked towards Phoebe, her face looked angry and made Phoebe's smile disappear almost instantly. She sat down beside Phoebe, without saying a word. Phoebe waited a couple of seconds and then decided to break the ice.
"Hey, how are you?" she asked, hoping it would open Ramona up – she was right.
"How am I? I'm pissed!" snarled Ramona, Phoebe looked taken aback.
"What? Why?"
"You. You were supposed to meet me last night, the movies? Remember?"
"Oh God, I completely forgot I'm sorry, I was with…"
"Rick… I know, you're always with Rick. Always blowing me off to be with him, why? Phoebe I just don't understand why you spend all your time with him. I mean I know he's your boyfriend and whatever… but I'm your best friend"
"I'm sorry, it's just whenever I'm with him I can't control myself. I was meeting him before I met you, but I completely lost track of time…"
"It's always that excuse,"
"I don't know what I can tell you, its just we're at that part of the relationship… we can't keep our hands off each other. I want to kiss him and touch him all the time, even in school. I can't get him out of my head, he's like a drug. When he's in my system I just keep craving him…" Ramona's frown suddenly disappeared, as Phoebe knew it would. She loved hearing the intimate details of any relationship. "When I'm with him, its like he controls me completely, and he just makes me feel so good, so sensual, so turned on… I can't stop thinking about him, about when I'm next going to be with him, when he's next going to touch me. Its like fireworks, inside me," she said, quietly whispering so their teacher couldn't hear.
"Have you slept with him?" asked Ramona shocked by Phoebe's confession.
"No, I'm not ready yet… but there has been other stuff,"
"Like what…"
"Well, a girl has to have some secrets, doesn't she…"
"If you're not ready to sleep with him, shouldn't you maybe cool it a little… I mean aren't you leading him on or something?" asked Ramona.
"No, it's cool… he understands… he'd never go further than I wanted to. He'd never hurt me…"
It's not fair, it's not fair
And I come up for air
How's this happening to me
It feels so lonely here
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
You never know
You never know
All of your secrets
All your lies, all of it
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know
We are in a mess, a danger zone
What will happen next, you never know