Only the Strong
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I just like to make up my own story lines!
Summary: Patty never died, Paige was never given up and knows that Victor isn't her father, but her sisters do not know.
Prue: 25
Piper: 23
Pheobe: 19
Paige: 17
They all left me, left me alone with out thinking twice, even when I begged them to stay. They just told me that i could always call them if I missed them. Now mom and dad (Victor) are always fighting. I know mom tries not to fight in front of me, but Victor could careless. It doesn't really matter I am used to Victor and his rage. However, this is all new territory for my mom since Victor only used to direct his rage at me and not at the rest of my family. At least he never gets physical with the rest of the family. He saves that for me when no one else is around.
When I was ten Victor and I were home alone one Saturday and he started yelling at me about not being able to find the remote for the tv. I said Pheobe was the last to use it since she was watching, Saved by the Bell, that morning. Victor then grabbed my arm and threw me hard on to the couch and told me to find it by the time he came back or else. I was trying to hold back my tears looking everywhere in the family room for the remove. I looked under the table, in the couch cushions, and under the couch but the remote was no where to be found. Victor walked back in to the family room holding the sandwich he just made and I burst in to tears trying to explain that I couldn't find the remote. Victor put his sandwich down and grabbed my arm dragging me to the couch with such force that I tripped and fell hitting my head on the coffee table. My left eyebrow was now gushing blood, but Victor didn't care so he stood me up and spanked me all the while muttering, "You are not my child, my child wouldn't be crying over hitting her head on the coffee table. You must be inherit your this cowardly trait from Sam. You are old enough to know now that I am not your father, thank God. Your father was a good for nothing loser that raped your mother, and now I am stuck raising you!" Then Victor stopped spaniking me and I just stood there trying to get my sobs under control. Just then the front door open and my mother and Pheobe walk in with the groceries. Victor quickly picks me up in a loving hug and whispers in my ear, "Tell anyone about what happened today and I'll tell your sisters all about your real father." My mom rushed over to see what had happened and Victor explained, "She has been running around the house all morning and she tripped over the rug and hit her head on the coffee table." Then he looked at me and said, "Have you learned your lesson?" I nodded my head and went over to my mother, who picked me up lovingly and looked the cut on my head saying I would probably need stiches.
For the next 7 years Victor has been secretly torturing me, and now it is starting to escalate since my sisters are gone and my mom works nights. I have started hanging out at my friends house a lot and going to a bunch of parties, anything to avoid going home. My grades have dropped drastically since I am never home to study. I used to be one of the top kids in my class taking all honors courses, in-fact I skipped freshman year of high school. Now I am barely getting C's in my senior year. My mom is worried and keeps asking if I am ok. I reply with my standard answer of 'YES!'. I think my mom has even convinced Prue, Piper, and Pheobe to call and get me open up. Lately, Prue and Piper have been calling my cell like once a week to just talk, before we would only really talk when they visited from Chicago. And that was only at the holidays. The phone calls are pretty much one ended with me providing my one word response to their questions. Pheobe on the otherhand has been IM'ing me all the time from New York. Pheobe and I have always been real close, but I have started pushing her away wanting to be left alone. Don't get me wrong, I love my sisters and I appreciate them trying to help me, but I need to keep my secret. I need to keep their love , if they knew what my biological father did to mom they would hate me and I don't think I could live with that.
This week I am graduating from high school. Mom and Victor believe that I am attending the American University in Washington D.c., but I am secretly going to Westpoint Academy. I know my mom and sisters would totally freak out if they knew so I am going in secret. I will eventually tell them but no until it is too late for them to stop me from attending. Going to West Point has been my goal since a recreuter visited my Sophmore year. I liked what he had said about the challenges both physically and intellectually. I was hooked and from then on I made sure I was physically prepared to go since I knew my grades were good enough. Thank god I was accepted last semester and they haven't seen this semesters grades. I was accepted into their Summer program so in 3 weeks I will be off to New York. I can't wait and only hope that these last 3 weeks I won't have to spend too much time with Victor.