17-year old Paige is absorbed in life, love, attitude and rebellion, but when normal teenage turmoil is turned upside down by something she can't explain, has she pushed her family too far? All 4 sisters. Paige-centric with Glen/Kyle

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Chapter 6: Dangerous Revelations.

I'm not awake but there's a deafening noise that fills my ears and there are colours flickering in front of me, its as if I'm trapped inside a kaleidoscope. I can't open my eyes and get out, it's enclosed and I'm struggling, fighting to get free.

"P-girl?" A familiar voice floats serenely across the chaos.

"Glen!" And it's him. Smiling over me, his cheeky grin spread from ear to ear. "You're really here?"

His face falls and I notice for the first time how pale he is. "No P-girl, I'm still gone…at least I will be when you wake up" No! This can't be just a dream, it can't…it's too cruel.

"That's not fair, why can't I stay here with you? Why did you have to leave, and why do I have to stay there?" I can feel fresh tears falling down my face, whilst I wonder: can you really cry in dreams.

"Destiny, Paige." His face is etched with smouldering seriousness. All I want to do is to kiss him. "It was my time, baby, your Mom and Grams explained that to me…"

"Mom? Grams?" I look up at his blue eyes. I smile softly, my eyes watering slightly at the thought, "You met Mom?"

"Yea baby, they explained it all, explained that it had to happen, it was my time to go… look…"

Glen grasps my hand in his and I suck in a sharp deep breath. We are looking down onto, the quiet roads of San Francisco which are dead in the darkness. Out of nowhere, a car flies from around the corner. Glen's car. We're both inside it as it speeds along swerving dangerously towards a tall tree. I don't need to see this 'cause I know how it ends.

"No Paige" Glen says firmly, squeezing my hand gently until I open my eyes. "You need to see"

There's a crunching noise and in a split second the car is wrapped around the tree, metal embracing wood. At the same time a bright blue light appears on the side of the pavement, when it disappears and I see myself lying unconscious on the pavement. I look up at Glen, my mouth is moving but no words are coming out. Pretty good impression of a goldfish, I think.

"H-how?" I finally manage to splutter.

Glen looks up at me with a serious expression, but he fixes his blue eyes on mine. "Destiny"

I give him a look.

"Paige, I'm serious. I know now that my destiny is to be here and to show you yours. Your destiny is different Paige"

"Destiny?" I'm not sure if I want to know but all of this talk is making my head spin.

He is silent for a few seconds, before he moves closer to me cupping my cheeks in his hands. It's such a gentle touch it almost feels like its not there. His lip touch mine, whisper-soft breath caresses my lips. I missed this.

"Magic" He says softly when we break apart.

"What?"

"Magic, Paige. Your destiny is magical" If I had the ability to roll my eyes, right now, I so would. So what bunnies-out of hats? Card tricks? What kind of destiny is that? But, there is no other explanation for me escaping the crash and or for that day on the roof. Glen grins before the serious expression settles in his eyes, more than likely knowing exactly what I was thinking.

"PAIGE" I hear a shout from nowhere, it sounds so close but very faraway.

I exchange a glance with Glen, "Paige, baby" He starts "Remember, magic is your destiny, don't worry you'll find it…its right here." Glen places his hand over my heart, "I'll be with you when you need me…remember Paige…magic..."

"PAIGE" The voice is clearer and louder, and this time familiar and panicked. I'm torn away from Glen's blue eyes as mine open and the waking world unravels before me. Blinking, I find a figure hunched over me, shaking me oblivious to the fact I'm awake.

"Hmmph"

"Paige, oh god, you're awake" It's Phoebe. She's gasping, her eyes wide and she looks pale. When she hears me speak she scoops me up in a hug so quickly that have my bed covers end up in my mouth.

"What's the matter I was having a dream…Glen was there" I add sadly, as I remember.

"Paige Halliwell, What did you think you were doing?" She's yelling with all her might. Mood swings?

"What?" I'm confused. Maybe it's because I just got woke up unceremoniously by my crazy sister.

"How could you be so stupid…I thought you…" She looks at my dresser. Oh shit. My stomach plummets when I realise what she's looking at. My bottle of pills has spilled across my dresser, the empty bottle beside it…they tell too much of an obvious tale. No wonder Phoebe looks as pale as a ghost. Suddenly I feel very sick and very guilty.

"It's not what it looks like." I say firmly because it's true.

"Then you've got some explaining to do" She says flatly, all relief disappearing from her face I can see it bubbling into anger. Boy, I wish I didn't know my sister so well, what have I got myself into now?

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It's like some kind of screwed up courtroom drama, it's certainly me that is on trial. Prue sits at the head if the dining table like the judge as Piper and Phoebe sit on each of her sides, fellow prosecutors. I'm far-away at the other end, mostly because the further away I sit from them, the less painful this should be, but this is where I'm supposed to sit right? The troublemaking little sister, exiled into her rightful spot. Wow, this little daydream cut out most of Prue's long, long rant, too bad I have to focus again before she notices.

"…of all the selfish things that you could do Paige. This is definitely in your top five…" How is it that she always goes from concerned, to downright venomous? None of them understand, with Glen gone, I can't think, I couldn't sleep, I think I'm entitled to a little break from it.

"I…was…I was" I find myself floundering under the three intense glares, "…Just trying to sleep." It comes out thickly, coated in sobs, I hate being upset in front of my sisters

Piper's glare is the first ones to soften, most of the time I just think she's far too naïve and idealist, but not even I can fault my sister's gentleness "Paige, honey, we know that it's rough for you at the moment, but what you were doing…there are other options honey. We're all here for you" Aah. I so want to scream when she says this. When is this ever true? It hasn't ever been for…Oh, only my entire life, they don't listen, they lecture because I'm the youngest and they can.

"Paige, you've gotta stop fighting us, we know what you're going through" Prue says. I'm biting my tongue so hard that I'm afraid I'm going to make it bleed. I wait for Phoebe to add her two cents; she hasn't said a word or looked me in the eye since I woke up. Great, I've got one sister officially hating me it I don't think it will take long for the other two to follow.

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I'm back at school. Some insane part of me thought that it would be a good idea to get out of the manor and away from my three pissed off sisters. Turns out it's not so good. The empty desk at my side is a constant reminder of what happened. All I can think about is him and what he said…Magic?

"Are you with us Miss Halliwell?" The teacher's voice invades my thought.

"Yes" I answer quietly, although it's barely audible from the chorus of giggles coming from the back of the room. Surprise, it's Emily and her fellow hyenas, cackling away. Bitch. I turn around and shoot a glare at their bimbo leader, I spot a bookshelf looming behind me and lose myself in a vengeful fantasy of some heavy volumes hitting them all on the head. That is until I'm shaken by a shrill cry and look up just in time to see blue lights fading away as books rain down on the back row of desks.

Oh God. Did I do that?

"Magic" I whisper under my breath. I have a feeling this is going to be more trouble than it's worth.

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Laying on the ground staring up at the sky, is the best way to think. It's a little chilly, but that's the least of my worries at the moment. I exhale the smoke of my third cigarette into the sky, wondering if it could reach Glen, wherever he is…thinking over this magic stuff, now I believe that it's real what it means…

"I'm sorry about Glen…"

Whoa, head rush. As I sit up I meet the eyes of a boy. I've seen him before in class, and he's quiet and intense, I think it's the first time I've heard him speak.

"I'm Kyle" He offers, into the silence. I'm not sure I want to talk about Glen with a stranger so I smile weakly in reply. "Do you believe in miracles Paige?" he asks and I shrug, with sea-coloured eyes and dark hair. He's cute… but right now he's annoying and I just want to be left alone.

"What about magic? My eyes bug out of my head, and I gasp. Something sparkles in his eyes. I want to bolt, to get out of here, how does he even know about magic? So many questions and such a bad feeling, it has settled in my stomach like heavy nausea but fluttering frantically at the same time.

"Look Kyle, I've gotta go…" I feel kind of bad, so I add, "but I'll see you around"

Hurrying away around the back of the school, it gets worse, the back of my neck prickles as my stomach gets heavier.

And then I know why.

From nowhere, a man appears in front of me: all jet black hair and pale skin, with a tribal mark over his right eye. Just as I get over the shock from that he raises a double-edged dagger up over his head. I close my eyes hard so that it screws up my whole face and take a deep breath in.

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