Look! I thought of a name for this chapter! Wooo!

Lucky

"Morning Prue. Want something to eat?"

"Sorry, I have to go." Prue was running a hand through her hair.

"What?"

"Look at the time! I'll be late…for work!" Andy grabbed her arm.

"Stay a little longer. I don't think you should go in today anyway." Prue looked at Andy. "You'll regret it if you leave. What about your head?"

"What about it?" Prue asked confused. "It's fine."

"How did it get cut?" Prue pulled her arm back and rushed out.

"How Prue? How did it happen?" Andy yelled after her. He slammed the door. He had been so close, but Prue had run from the truth again. "Damn it!"

Prue opened the door quietly. Silence. Maybe she was lucky. Maybe he had gone straight to work. Prue went upstairs, showered and changed into a pair of black jeans and a pale blue cami. She was just straightening out the bed covers when someone grabbed her hair and a scream escaped her.

"Where were you last night?" Roger pulled her head back.

"I…I stayed with my sisters."

"Did you? Because I called them, and they said they hadn't seen you for days."

"Oh. I meant I stayed with friends."

"Friends? Female or male?"

"F-female."

"You're lying!"

"No!"

"How could you lie to me? After everything I've done for you!"

"Please don't, Roger!" He laughed. Prue was begging again, just the way he liked it.

"You're having an affair, aren't you?"

"No! I swear I'd never do that!" Roger shook his head slowly, as if disappointed. Prue didn't even try to avoid his fist. It would have been impossible anyway. She bent over automatically, trying to grab her stomach as the pain exploded there.

"Shut up! You know, I'm disappointed in you. I want this to work, but you're making this very hard for me." Prue didn't answer. Whatever she said, it would be wrong. Roger had his hands around her throat again, and Prue found herself half wishing for the blackness this usually brought. Roger let go of her throat and bent her already sprained arm back.

"You know, I can't even be bothered with you right now!" Roger pushed Prue away and left her. Prue waited until she heard the door slam to move, glancing at her watch. Only an hour ago she had been with Andy. It was still fairly early and Prue rang his cell without even thinking.

"Andy, the park, in 10 minutes. I need you." Prue hung up before he could say anything in reply to her.

Prue was there first. It was colder than she had realized and she sat on the swing, waiting.

"What's wrong?" Prue jumped and turned around quickly.

"Thank you for coming," was the first thing she said, to avoid Andy's question. He sat down next to her.

"I thought you had work."

"I decided not to go," Prue lied, although she doubted she had a job left now.

"Okay." They sat for a long time and Andy placed his jacket around her. At some point Prue leaned her head on Andy's shoulder and Andy placed his arm around her.

"I like this, you know," Prue spoke eventually.

"What? The park? The seat?"

"No," Prue said. "Us."

"Sorry, but you're going to have to explain that too. As friends?"

"I…yes, as friends." Andy kept silent for a while.

"Damn it Prue!" He said, suddenly letting go of her so he could look at her properly. "I still love you, and you keep doing this to me! And you letting him hurt you! I can stop it! I can help you, if you just let me! Please Prue." Prue's eyes were wide.

"No Andy, you can't." Andy grabbed her hands.

"I can. Tell me." Andy looked closely at Prue's face. "Did he hit you again today?"

"W-what?" Prue put a hand to her face. He had only hit her stomach as far as she knew.

"He did, didn't he? I can see it in your eyes. I'm not blind or stupid, Prue." Andy put a hand on her cheek. "Tell me Prue," he coaxed gently. Prue stared at him opening and closing her mouth. "Come on, how did you get that cut on your head?"

"He…I…"

"He," Andy corrected.

"He pushed me into a wall," she said quietly. "But it was an accident! He didn't mean to!"

"Prue…" Andy hugged her, unsure of what to tell her and Prue closed her eyes tightly. "It's okay honey, I'm here now." Prue felt a tear run down her cheek and Andy brushed it away.

"Andy, I have to go."

"What? You can't. I won't let you." Prue smiled at him sadly.

"Andy…"

"Break up with him."

"I can't Andy."

"Why not?"

"It's not that easy. Where would I go? What would I say? Think how disappointed everyone would be, with me."

"Prue, I think it's more important you leave the bastard. No one would be disappointed with you. Anyway, you can stay with me." Prue smiled suspiciously.

"Or I could go back to the manor with Piper and Phoebe."

"As long as you get away from him." After a moments silence, Andy said, "Do you want to go to my apartment? It's just that it's cold and I…"

"I guess we could." Andy stood up and pulled Prue up.

Prue sat on Andy's couch, hugging her knees while Andy sat next to her. She couldn't remember when she'd last had this much fun.

"Lets play the game," Andy suggested, seeing a way to make Prue admit anything.

"Okay, if you want. You can go first."

"Was that rumor about you and Ben Harrison true?"

"What? You're still thinking about that?" Prue said, laughing. Andy punched her leg playfully.

"Yes. Now was it true?"

"No! I would never do that to you. I mean never would have."

"Good!"

"Did you…mean it when you said you still loved me?"

"Yes," Andy answered at once.

"Oh."

"Do you love Roger?" He asked quickly before she could say anything else. Prue opened her mouth and searched for the words to say.

"Andy, please don't make me answer that," she said finally.

"Why not? The answer's clearly no, because you wouldn't have said that."

"That is not true!"

"You have to answer."

"Sort of."

"Sort of? What kind of an answer is that?"

"Fine." Prue thought for a minute. "No," she said eventually. Andy didn't say anything and Prue knew what he was thinking.

"Can I still trust you?" Andy looked a little confused and hurt.

"Of course. Do you still love me?" Prue glared.

"Yeah, as a friend. That's your fourth question by the way."

"What? No! Third!"

"There's another question! And you asked me if the rumor was true twice."

"Well then, you only have one question left."

"Why did you break up with me?" Prue asked quietly.

"I didn't! You broke up with me!"

"You said maybe we should stop seeing each other, so we did. I call that breaking up."

"But I thought that's what you wanted! I was going to college and…"

"So it wasn't anything to do with me? It wasn't because I was so selfish and pathetic and useless?"

"No! Where did- I mean I don't know where the hell that came from, Prue," Andy said, careful to avoid another question. "Can I have one more question? Please?"

"Oh, okay then."

"Has Roger hit you before this?" He touched the cut on her head.

"Andy, you aren't being fair. All your questions have been unfair, and you aren't even suppose to have this one!"

"But you said I could. And you know I can ask anything and you have to answer truthfully."

"Don't spoil the afternoon."

"Just answer this one last question. Or if you'd rather, you can tell me why you're even marrying him."

"Because we love each other!"

"You said you didn't."

"Well…I have to go. It's late and you already held me up." She jumped up and reached for her jacket.

"Prue!"

"Bye Andy!"

AN: I tried extra hard to finish this before I go on vacation. So I won't be updating till I come back. I strongly advise you don't play any games like that unless you're completely positive that you have nothing to hide and nothing that could upset or anger or offend anyone. I think I need to get a life. I don't really do much ever. Still, thank god it's the summer and we get a vacation! Especially from those people at school. The teachers made me go and see the guidance counselor because I am a 'problem child' and I have 'issues.' I mean, honestly, I think they seriously exaggerated there. My only problem is them. Apparently, I have a problem with authority and authority figures. And half the things I do are to rebel against them. Makes sense, really. I just went along with their excuse because it is easier. Oh well, life is too short for reality. I really wish I could get the whole education thing over but I'm still going to go to college and stuff. I'm just bored and it feels like I'm wasting time just doing nothing when I could be living etc. Does anyone else feel useless and pathetic too?