Chapter 8

Prue watched as the detective's car pulled up to the house. Phoebe got out and walked in side. Prue left the window and met her at the door.

"What was that about?" Prue asked.

"He followed me after the funeral…I guess…he was asking me questions about Cole, and his involvement, with the plain crash…"

Just then Piper walked up to the girls.

"He suspects Cole and Dad were involved in narcotic trafficking. He said Cole had a large amount of money missing in his books, and the numbers didn't match up. I guess they have been following him for a while." Phoebe finished.

"Phoebe…we need to talk to you…" Piper said

The girls walked over to the couch, and they sat Phoebe down.

"What?" Phoebe asked curious at her sister's strange secret.

"We want you to know this, so it will help you get over Cole." Piper said

"What do you mean? I'm over Cole!" Phoebe defended.

"No, you're not Phoebe…every time you say his name, you blush…" Prue said

"Phoebe, it is for your own good…" Piper said

"Phoebe…Cole…and mom…" Prue stopped

"Phoebe…" Piper said

"What the hell are you trying to tell me? Spit it out!" Phoebe said annoyed.

"Cole and Mom…had an affair…there I said it" Piper blurted out.

"What…?" Phoebe whispered. She couldn't hardly breathe.

"Now you know why dad was so against Cole…!" Prue said

"You knew this…all this time…? And you didn't tell me…?" Phoebe was furious.

"Dad was so ashamed, he just was so lost, and he turned to drugs and then it consumed him…and the Turner family…it is their business." Prue explained.

"What are you telling me? Dad bought and sold drugs for and from Cole?" Phoebe demanded.

"No, Cole's Father…but when he died, Cole took over the business" Piper said.

"I…can't…this is crazy!" Phoebe shouted and stood up.

"Phoebe…listen…this isn't our fault…" Piper defended.

"When did this happen…? How long?" Phoebe asked trying to catch her breath.

"When we were all very young…it just became and addiction after mom died."

"No…I mean mom and C…" Phoebe couldn't bring herself to say the words. She felt her stomach turning and she felt light headed.

"Cole was only sixteen…Phoebe…the rumors were true…mom bedded almost everyone in town…" Piper said.

"Dad's addiction made him stupid and blind…he couldn't think of anything else. Then mom got in her accident and dad never forgave himself. He never gave her the love she must have been missing, and she was vulnerable to passion and desire." Prue explained

"She met Cole at one of the hotel parties that Cole's father would host." Prue explained, "like the one we went to."

Phoebe walked to the fire place. A flash of her and Cole's first kiss in the library, at the party shot through Phoebe's head.

"Phoebe you look so much like mom, and are so much like her…I think dad just couldn't handle it. So he took it out on you." Piper said

"How dare the both of you! You let me hate him for so long! You let me believe mom was this great person!" Phoebe shouted…"So this is really something…Cole was just using me, so he could remember what it was like to screw my mother!" Phoebe shouted…"I can't! I can't take it!" She shouted and began to cry.

Prue and Piper stood up and started to go to her.

"Stop…stop right there…!" Phoebe put her hand up, " I just want to be left alone" She said and ran upstairs to her room.

The door slammed to Phoebe's room. Prue and Piper looked at each other.

"That was a disaster" Piper said

"Did you think it would go any other way?" Prue said sarcastically.

Up in Phoebe's room she threw herself on the bed and cried. She felt so stupid, and used and betrayed. This is why her father became to resent her, and all this time she thought so highly of her mother. If only she knew?

Then the tears started to flow, she hadn't really cried for her father until now. Then her tears turned bitter. She started to think of Cole…The way Cole wanted her, how he looked at her, touched her, talked to her…it was all so overwhelming.

How could it feel so real and true? If it was a fantasy…a fantasy for someone else…her mother.

Cole waited for Phoebe by the rocks along the beach. Phoebe never came. Cole waited longer and still no Phoebe. Cole sat on the rocks and stared at the ocean waves.

He knew he had to tell her his secret, but he knew it was a risk that she might never want to see him again. How could she ever believe that he truly loved her. How would she believe that it was a mistake, and as a boy, he couldn't resist the seduction of an older woman. Even worse…he was a low life drug dealer, something he said that he would never do. He had become the man he never wanted to be…his father.

He started to worry she wasn't coming, when he looked down the beach and saw her walking toward him. He stood up and started walking to her. Phoebe stopped and Cole couldn't see much of her face, but by her body language, he knew something was wrong.

"Phoebe!" Cole shouted over the waves.

"Don't come any closer! I just came to tell you it is over! Please…leave me alone!"

Phoebe said and started to back away.

Cole started towards her. His heart raced, knowing that what he feared, had happened.

"Phoebe…listen to me! I can explain!" Cole shouted, as he continued to walk towards her.

"I mean it Cole! I never want to see you again! Stay… away from me!" Phoebe shouted and started to run away from him.

"Phoebe!" Cole shouted and ran after her.

Cole was gaining speed on Phoebe, and she started to cry as she ran.

Cole caught up with her and grabbed Phoebe's arm. They tumbled to the sand.

"Leave me alone!" Phoebe screamed as Cole pinned her under him and pressed her hands into the sand, straddling over her.

Phoebe was trying to break free, and she sobbed.

"Phoebe! I have to say this! If you still don't want to see me, I will leave you alone!" Cole shouted.

Phoebe fought him and managed to push him off her. She punched him in the nose and blood burst from his nose. Cole grabbed her shirt and tore it.

"I don't care what you have to say!" Phoebe shouted, "Let me go!"

"I'm sorry! Phoebe please! I'm sorry!" Cole pleaded, as tears came to his eyes, from the sting of Phoebe's fist.

"I hate you! How could you do this to me!" Phoebe shouted pushing him away.

Phoebe's cries hurt him inside, and the thought of her hating him made it hard to breathe.

"Phoebe, please, I tried to tell you and I couldn't!" He pleaded.

Cole spit the blood from his lip and wiped his nose with his shirt tale.

"Did that make you feel better! Hit me again!" He shouted

Phoebe swung and hit him in the mouth this time. Cole turned to her again, and she saw the blood coming from his lip this time. He spit and wiped his mouth.

Phoebe started hitting his chest this time and she began to cry again. Cole wrapped his arms around her weak body and tucked her face in his neck as she sobbed.

"Why!" Phoebe sobbed.

"Phoebe…I never had a soul until I met you…You changed me and I began to care about my life! I am trying to get out…and that is why I had to leave you in the motel, I knew they were on my trail, and after the train station, I could see you were not safe with me…so I tried to make you believe I didn't care about you, and so you could have a life…" Cole explained softening his voice.

Phoebe calmed down a little and she was wiping her eyes. Cole took her face in his hands and kissed her wet swollen eyes.

"But I found out, I can't live with out you, and I will do anything you ask of me" Cole pleaded.

"You lie!" Phoebe began to cry again, "I am not my mother!" Phoebe yelled and tried to struggle free again.

"Listen to me!" Cole gripped her arms, "I was sixteen, and she seduced me, I never even knew who she was until she died! It happened once! And I am not using you! I am in love with you! You Phoebe! Not your mother! She meant nothing to me…or any other woman I have been with! You are the only one who matters to me! I have loved you from the first night I saw you!" Cole explained

Phoebe sobbed again. She took the torn piece of her shirt and blotted Cole's lip and nose.

"And your father dug his own grave…He stole money from me, and the bosses. They killed him, framing me! Phoebe your father was dirty, and crooked. He would have sold his family for drugs or money if he had to!"

"How can I believe you?" Phoebe cried, and covered her face.

"Phoebe…look at me…" Cole said moving her hands from her face, "I will turn myself in, if you ask me to. All I have…I care for none of it! My life is nothing if I can't have you!" He said.

"Cole…I…"

"Phoebe, sweetheart…I will do what ever you ask…even if you ask me to leave you alone, I will if that is what you want." Cole pleaded.

"It's not what I want…I want you" Phoebe said wrapping her arms around his neck.

Cole lifted her and carried her to a rock. He sat her on the rock and touched her face attentively. He brushed her hair from her eyes.

"Tell me you love me…" Cole whispered as he rubbed her cheek to his.

"I love you" Phoebe said.

Phoebe slipped off his white shirt that was spotted with blood. His skin was warm next to hers, and she could feel his heart racing. Cole held her in his arms and then he wrapped her legs around his waste and began to kiss her lips softly.