Most people have voted 'yay' for Paige to have a relationship with Sam, so I am going to go with this. For those of you that said 'nay', I hope you continue to read the story.
This chapter focuses on Leo and Cole, and the next four chapters will focus on each sister in turn, but I'm not sure in which order yet – just to tell you about what's coming next.
Updates are few and far between, for both this and The Next Generation, but it is GCSE season and I am about half way through (15 down, 11 more to go!). Tomorrow is History and those that do history GCSE will know how similar it is to hell.
On another note – woo! I got over 100 reviews. Happy now. Thanks to everyone that's reviewed so far, keep on doing so.
I have changed Cole's mother's name to the correct name in this chapter – Elizabeth – and will go back and adjust chapter four a.s.a.p.
Chapter 11: Brotherly Chat
Leo and Cole slumped into the house behind Christopher, both utterly exhausted and neither one up to talking. However, Cole had learnt that silence was impossible under the same roof as his mother. As soon as the door shut behind them, Elizabeth rushed out of the living room, light blue dressing gown wrapped tightly around her, and a look of utter concern on her face.
"What happened?" she asked, in her breathy voice that made Cole's skin crawl, embracing her husband. "What was wrong?"
"Nothing that concerns you, mother," responded Cole, coldly, throwing his jacket on the stairs and looking down at his blood stained T-shirt.
"Cole, what happened to your shirt, darling?" she questioned, clinging to Christopher.
"Nothing," he repeated, ignoring the look he received from Leo, who was standing behind Cole, the blood soaked over shirt that Cole had been wearing clutched in his hands.
"There was an incident with Paige Halliwell," Christopher explained. "Nothing overly serious." He smiled at his son. "Thankfully Leo jumped into action and knew just what to do."
Leo frowned. "What? Oh – no – dad, it wasn't me. It was Cole."
Both Christopher and Elizabeth looked shocked for a moment, but Christopher regained himself faster, grinning at Cole and clapping him on the back.
"Well then thankfully Cole knew just what to do. I'm proud of you, son."
Cole hid his smile and the happiness that being told someone was proud of him gave him. However, when Christopher and Leo looked towards Elizabeth, Cole just rolled his eyes.
"Don't feel pressed to say anything, mother," he sneered. "I'm going to bed anyway."
With that, Cole hurried up the stairs, taking two at a time, and then the three downstairs heard his door slam shut and loud, angry, metal music could be heard.
Sighing, Leo said goodnight to his father and Elizabeth, and headed up the stairs, not evening bothering to knock on Cole's door before going in.
Cole was lying on his stomach on his bed, face pressed into a pillow. Leo once again sat on the chair in the corner and waited for Cole to sense someone else was in the room.
It didn't take long.
"Fuck off Leo," came the almost predictable response.
"You should have realised by now that that has absolutely no effect on me," Leo replied.
Cole could practically hear him smiling, his content, calm, serene Leo smile.
"Yes. It's very annoying," Cole said through gritted teeth, his voice muffled against the pillow.
Having resigned himself to the fact that Leo, in all his calm and soft behaviour, was also stubborn, almost as stubborn as he was, Cole turned over on the bed and sat up.
"We're going to have a conversation, aren't we?"
"Yes we are," responded Leo.
"Why do like to talk to talk so much?" inquired Cole.
"Because you don't. And you should. And you're clearly not going to talk to your mum about it."
"No shit."
"I'm not going to force you to talk about your obvious resentment towards your mum-"
"Thank God," muttered Cole.
"-but tell me something else," continued Leo smiling at Cole's comment. "What's the deal with you and Phoebe?"
Cole shrugged. "I dunno. I like her. She's sweet and fun and not like anyone I've met before."
Leo nodded. "Just…don't hurt her Cole. She's like a little sister to me, and I feel very protective of her. Not only that, but if you hurt her, her sisters will beat you down."
Cole chuckled lightly. "I won't hurt her."
"Good…you're going to tell me to fuck off aren't you?"
"Yes I am, Leo. Yes I am."
"Night Cole."
"G'night Leo."
Once his stepbrother had left the room, Cole lay back on his bed and tried to sleep. However, plagued all night with dreams of Paige's arms held out by Phoebe, while he just stood and watched, only allowed him a fitful night's rest.
I know, I know, short, but it's up is it not?
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