Chapter 9 - Spoiled and Capricious
Phoebe slipped on a skirt and a tank top as she grabbed her purse and walked out of the Manor. The cab came shortly afterwards and she got in.
Prue and Piper stood at the window and looked at the cab leaving. "Should we be worried?" Piper asked her older sister.
Prue sighed. "I don't know, Piper. I would like to tell you not to worry, that this is just a phase she's going through, but seriously... I'm not so sure."
"I'm gonna kill that guy." Piper said through clenched teeth.
"Yeah, Cole Turner always had the problem with gals, since he couldn't hold on to just one." Prue smirked ironically. "He needed at least two."
"Yeah, but her own best friend?" Piper asked.
"Guys are like that." Prue said. "What can we do about him?"
"Blow him up?" Piper suggested.
"Blow up a demon that powerful?" Prue asked.
"Oh, please, don't remind me he's a demon, it just makes it worst." Piper said.
"Look, I knew Cole would hurt Phoebe ever since I first saw him in this University." Prue said as she sat on the sofa next to Piper. "I saw the way Phoebe changed when she looked at him. Her attitude changed when he was around. No guy has managed to make her feel what she felt for him. She wanted him for her, I knew it. I also knew that he wanted her even more."
"Damn right he did." Piper said under her breath.
"But I think that Cole Turner isn't much of a waiting type." Prue said, ignoring Piper's comment. "He is more of a 'be-mine-now-or-never' type and you know Phoebe. She was as scared as hell to let him in her heart."
"Your point being...?" Piper asked.
"I think that he got a little bit tired of waiting and slept with Kimberly." Prue said. "But he still wants her desperately. Do you see him look at her at the University? He is stripping her only with his eyes. And she loves it, though she hates to admit it."
"So you think that she's doing this whole 'I'm-gonna-date-every-single-hottie-in-the-University' thing just to make him jealous?" Piper asked a little bit surprised.
"Exactly. And it's working." Prue said. "Cole is like burning up from jealousy. He would kill Michael yesterday if I didn't split them up."
"What do you mean? What happened?" Piper asked, now shocked.
"Well, Michael and Phoebe went out in the P3 yesterday night and you know that Cole hangs out there, too. Well, apparently Michael touched Phoebe a little more than he should've and Cole just lost it. I mean, he attacked him in the middle of the club."
"What?" Piper yelled. "They fought in my club? What did Phoebe do?"
"Well, at first she yelled at them and when I and two other guys managed to separate them, she yelled at Cole like a fury, cuz Cole beat the hell out of Michael. He said something like 'How dare you touching him, when after what you and Kim did, I should be the one beating you up' and stuff. It was really nasty."
"What did Cole do? And how's Michael?"
"Michael is all in bruises, so we took him to the hospital, but he's fine. No bone broken."
"Broken?" Piper yelled. "That ugly, huh?"
"Well, you know Cole." Prue said.
"Yeah. A salvage." Piper said hatefully.
"You know, I think Phoebe used the same words yesterday." Prue said. "Anyway, she yelled at him and told him he had no right to attack Michael and he told her that he had no right to touch her like that and that all he wanted to do was screw her. Than Phoebe asked him something like 'Isn't that what you want, too?'" and than he left.
"I hope Phoebe is not heading for P3 again, cuz I'm gonna kill them both if somebody fights there again."
"I don't know where she's heading to, but I told Ray to keep an eye on her and especially on Cole if they come tonight and not to let them fight no matter what." Prue said.
"Thanks, Prue." Piper said. "You know, I really hate being ill. I have no idea what's going on around."
Prue put her hand on Piper's shoulder. "You'll get well soon." she promised "And at least I'm immune to your disease, you I can keep you company."
"Yeah, well Phoebe could, too." Piper complained.
Prue sighed heavily. "I wish she would just talk to us." she whispered.
"Did she ever, Prue?" Piper asked. "She never let anyone know anything about her feelings. I think that it had to do a lot with mom's death. She was the smallest one and it hit her really much. I remember she was just sitting in her room, staring out the window and not wanting to come out for days."
"Yeah." Prue agreed quietly. "Even so, she never shed a single tear."
"I always admired her for that." Piper said. "She is the youngest one from the outside, but the strongest one from the inside. She never cried."
"Do you remember when she wanted to ride The Storm and he kicked her off and she fell into the mud and tore her favorite shirt?" Prue giggled. "The two of us were laughing so hard and I though she was gonna cry, since she was soooo close to it, but she didn't."
"I remember that." Piper said. "In my whole life, I never saw her cry."
"But do you really think she doesn't?" Prue asked.
"Oh, I think she does, but only when she's all alone and when no one can hear her cry. And I think that these days, she's been trying to keep it all inside of her, but she'll break. She'll cry louder than ever, cuz she loves him, Prue. She loves Cole Turner like crazy."
"Though I hate saying this, Piper..." Prue said slowly. "He loves her, too."
"I know. I wish he would just stop hurting her..."
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Phoebe walked into P3 alone and headed towards the bar. She sat at one of the chairs. The bartender Ray approached her.
"Hey, Phoebe." he said.
"Hey, Ray." Phoebe replied.
"How's Michael?" he asked.
"Well, he's okay. Just a few bruises." Phoebe said assuringly.
Ray chuckled. "Sorry, Pheebs, but I think he got more than just a few bruises. That other guy beat the hell outa him."
"Don't remind me." Phoebe snapped.
"Sorry." He apologized.
"Actually, I'm meeting him here tonight, have you seen him around?" Phoebe asked as she glanced around the P3.
"Nope. Not yet. So, what can I get you while you're waiting?" Ray asked.
"Give me a Coke." Phoebe said and kept glancing around. At once, she saw Cole at one of the chairs on the other side of the club. He was sitting there with some friends. She narrowed her eyebrows. "What is he doing here?" she asked angrily. "Who let him in?"
"Who, that guy?" Ray asked and Phoebe nodded. "Well, we don't exactly have a restraining order around here. He can come in anytime. Your sister only told me to keep an eye on him, she didn't tell me not to let him in..." He gave her a Coke.
"Okay, well, I guess that I'm gonna have to ignore him once again..." Phoebe said.
"Why is he stalking you, Phoebe?" Ray asked curiously.
"Stalking me?" Phoebe laughed. "No, he's not stalking me, he just... he doesn't like to see me with another guy, that's all."
"An ex?"
"Sort of." Phoebe said. "We were never officially together."
"Let me guess: he cheated on you, so you two broke up and now you're trying to make him jealous?"
"More or less, you're right." Phoebe said.
"Well, for as much as I can see, it's working." Ray said.
"I know." Phoebe smiled. "It's my specialty."
In that moment, Cole spotted her at the bar. He walked up to her and put his hands on the bar so that she couldn't move without touching him. "Alone tonight?" he asked mockingly and she spun around to find her lips as inch from his.
"Uh, I'll just leave you two... alone." Ray said with a chuckle and went to serve another customer.
"Michael couldn't make it?" Cole asked, not daring to move in case she still decided to kiss him.
"As the matter of fact, he's coming." Phoebe replied with bitter voice.
"Looking for another tour of bruises, I see." Cole smiled and moved closer to her.
"Dare to do it and I swear I'll kill you." Phoebe said in threatening voice and Cole couldn't quite figure out if she meant about him fighting Michael or about him kissing her. "Why don't you just leave him alone?"
"Because I can't stand to see him touching you like that." Cole said. "I'd rather kill him."
"You're jealous." Phoebe smiled. Now she was the one to move closer to him until their lips were touching, but they still didn't kiss.
Cole's arms slowly glided from her back, where he previously put them, to her waist. "Damn right I am." he said. "You are my girl."
"Haven't you been reading the news?" Phoebe asked. "I'm not your girl anymore. Actually, I never was."
"Oh, and now you're gonna tell me that you never loved me." Cole asked mockingly.
"I did." Phoebe said. "But guess what, honey? I'm over you."
Cole smiled. "You're not even close to it. I can still feel your heart racing when I come closer to you." Now he reached out under her top and Phoebe moved her head back from his and slapped him across the face.
"Don't you touch me!" She said nervously.
"You see?" Cole asked with the smile. "That's exactly what I mean. I make you nervous."
"I'd be nervous if anyone was touching me like that." Phoebe said quickly.
"Michael was yesterday." Cole said. "And you weren't nervous."
"Well, it never occurred to you that Michael and I are just maybe sleeping together and he touches me a whole lot more than you think?" Phoebe lied with the smile and watch Cole's face get dark.
Cole grabbed her by the shoulders. "Don't you lie to me, Phoebe!" he said in the low voice. Until now, he maintained his jealousy under control, but now he couldn't do it anymore.
"Let go of her, Turner." he heard someone behind him and turned around to face Michael.
"Oh, hey, Mickey." he said. "How's your face?" he pretended not to see all the bruises on his face and a very purple one around his left eye.
"You'll pay for that, Turner." Michael said. "Just not here."
"Sure, let's go outside." Cole said. "I could use some relaxation." He stood up from the chair and they both headed outside. Phoebe grabbed Cole's hand before they stepped outside. "Want something, honey?" he asked.
"Cole, don't do this." Phoebe said. "No matter what you do, you and I are not getting back together. And if you dare to lay one of your fingers on him..."
"To be honest, honey, I'd rather lay my fingers on you, but since you're not letting me, I'm taking it out on him." Cole said with a fake smile.
"Going, Turner?" Michael approached them. At first, he didn't see they stopped. "Or you got scared?"
"Yeah, I'm scared it'll be too easy to send you to the hospital, only this time in pieces." Cole replied through clenched teeth. "Would you be so kind to let me go, Phoebe?"
"No." Phoebe replied.
"So, you insist on holding me here?" Cole asked.
"Wither you like it or not." Phoebe replied.
"Okay, you asked for this." Cole said as he picked her up and carried her outside. Phoebe tried to fight it, but she really couldn't do much. Or she could, but she didn't want to.
"Put me down, you salvage!" Phoebe yelled at him. "How dare you..."
"You forced me to do it, honey." Cole replied with a smile as he put her down.
"How dare you touching my girl, Turner?" Michael yelled at him.
"Actually, that's the problem. She is not your girl. She is my girl." Cole replied.
"You and her are the past. I'm her present." Michael said.
"That's right." Phoebe agreed and walked up to Michael. "Mike, can you believe it that Cole doesn't believe that you and I are sleeping together?" she asked in that 'don't-you-dare-not-to-agree' tone of voice.
"Well, that's too bad for him." Michael said. "I call it a denial."
"You both are lying." Cole said angrily. "Cuz if you're sleeping with him and you've been involved with him for like three days, why didn't you ever sleep with me?"
"That's all you think about, is it? A way to get her into bed!" Michael said hatefully.
"Actually, I kinda think it's the other way round. And would you let Phoebe answer my question? You're not her lawyer." Cole said.
"Well, honey..." Phoebe started ironically as she walked over to him. She placed her finger on his neck and slid it slowly down his chest, feeling his heart race and his muscles tense as she did so. "I just didn't think you could satisfy me in any way I wanted." she said, which caused Cole to throw a very angry look at her and Michael to chuckle with triumph.
Cole grabbed her wrists and slammed her against the wall. "You know that no man could give you what I could give you." he whispered on her lips. "No man in this world."
"No, actually I don't know." Phoebe said with a smile, enjoying his jealousy and rage. She hit him where it hurt him the most - his ego. "See, I somehow felt with Michael the passion I never felt with you. And guess what - he's a better kisser."
Cole couldn't take it anymore. He pulled her into a forceful kiss and still held her wrists to stop her from fighting him. Just as he expected, she didn't resist the kiss for one single moment, but she kissed him back instantly. He slammed her against the wall once again and broke their kiss. He just smiled. "I thought so, Pheebs." he said and left them both staring at him dumbfounded as he walked back into the club.
"Urgh, who does he think he is?" Phoebe screamed like a fury when she realized what just happened. Where did he get a right to... to... kiss me like that? He thinks he can just kiss me against my will and walk away with it?"
"I'll make him pay for this one...!" Michael headed after Cole, but Phoebe stopped him.
"No, you won't. I will." she said. "This is something between Cole and me."
"Yeah, well, it affects me, too!" Michael said. "I'm your boyfriend!"
"No, you're not." Phoebe said. "You're just the guy I went out with twice. It takes a lot more to be my boyfriend, Mike. Sorry." she said and walked away from him and towards Cole.
When she approached the table Cole was sitting at with his friends, she pulled him by the arm. "How dare you doing what you just did and walk away, huh?" she yelled.
Cole's friends just laughed and Cole smiled at her. "What's the matter, babe?" he asked. "Want another kiss?"
"What I want is to never see you again and for you to stop dictating my life!" Phoebe yelled over the loud music.
"Oooh, Cole, I think she really needs another kiss. Look how flushed she is." One of the guys said and everybody laughed. The next thing he knew was that he got a slap across the face and felt all dizzy from it.
"Get used to those, mate." Cole laughed. "I get them all the time."
"You mean she likes playing a tough girl, ha?" The guy asked.
"Playing?" Phoebe asked. "You want me to show you how I play?"
"I sweat honey, if it weren't for Cole, I'd take you to bed right now." he said. "I like the wild ones like you.
"You wanna see wild?" Phoebe yelled and slapped him again.
Cole grabbed Phoebe's hand. "That's it, you're going with me." he said and led her outside again.
When they got outside, Phoebe yanked her arm free and stared at him. "Now what are you planning to do?" she asked, but from the safe distance.
"Now I'm planning to teach you some ground rules with me." Cole said. "Number one..." he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to him. "Never seduce my friends. Number two..."
"Wait, WHAT?" Phoebe screamed and tried to escape his grasp, but she couldn't. "As much as I remember, you were the bastard who screwed my best friend and got lucky she wasn't pregnant!"
"Number two..." Cole ignored her. "Never play with my ego." now he pressed her against the wall once again. "Number three, never dare to lie to me about your feelings!" he yelled.
"I'm not lying to you..." Phoebe started, but got kissed by Cole. This time, she did try to fight him, but she had no success. When he stopped kissing her, Phoebe was furious. They both were.
"Well, Cole, there's only one rule you're gonna have to learn with me!" she screamed. "Never treat me like a whore!"
"No, I'm not treating you like a whore, cuz you're not a whore!" Cole said. "You're just too capricious and spoiled and are used to guys falling on their knees in front of you!"
"Capricious and spoiled?" Phoebe yelled in disbelief. "And you claim to love me?"
"I love you more than anything in this damn world, but somebody has to tell you the truth!"
"That I'm capricious and spoiled?" Phoebe screamed.
"Damn right you are, Phoebe!" Cole yelled as he let her go and turned to walk away.
Phoebe ran after him and grabbed his hand. "Don't you dare to walk away from me like that!" she yelled.
Cole stopped and turned around victoriously. "You see? That's the behavior of one very, very, very capricious and spoiled girl."
Phoebe was breathing heavily from rage. She just stood there for a couple of seconds and than turned around. "Screw you, Cole." she said quietly and walked away.
"I'm not gonna stop you, you know!" Cole yelled in hope she would stop, but she didn't. "Fine." he said, more to himself "Have it your way. But you won't stand a day without me..."
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Phoebe burst through the front door as she threw herself into a chair. Piper and Prue exchanged looks and approached her. "Honey, what's wrong?" Piper asked.
"Urgh, I hate him so much!" Phoebe yelled.
"Cole Turner?" Prue asked.
"Whom else?" Phoebe yelled.
"What did he do?"
"He... he... He just..." Phoebe couldn't find the proper words. "He kissed me! And I let him!"
"Well, Pheebs, like it or not, you love him and you said once before that his kisses were hard to reject. He's a great kisser, right?" Prue said.
"Oh, but than he called me capricious and spoiled! Imagine that! Who does he think he is to have a right to say that to me?" Phoebe asked with tears in her eyes. But she still didn't cry.
"He called you what?" Piper asked in shock. "I don't remember you being spoiled and capricious anytime."
"My point exactly!" Phoebe yelled. "How dares he say that to me when..." she suddenly stopped.
"When you love him so much?" Prue asked and Phoebe nodded.
"Why do I love him?" Phoebe asked. "Why not anybody else? Why him?"
"Now that's the question I can't answer." Prue said. "Maybe because instead of begging you to love him like the other guys, he seduced you? Or maybe because he's just hot."
"PRUE!" Piper and Phoebe yelled in unison.
"Look, I'm just seeing the facts. Cole Turner is a damn hot guy and no guy that hot ever tried to seduce you before, Pheebs."
"I need to forget him. I have to forget him, otherwise I'm doomed." Phoebe whispered.
"Okay, I have an idea." Prue said. "If you want to, I'll say you're sick and you can go to our village for a week."
"You mean San Esteban?" Phoebe asked.
"Yup. You always felt good there. And there's Storm there. You said you miss him, don't you?"
Phoebe smiled. "He's my favorite horse."
"Than pack up, cuz I'm taking you there for a week. Just try not to think about him, okay? Try to enjoy your life without him."
"And when I get back?" Phoebe asked. "It's only one week."
"Hopefully you'll get at least a little bit of him out of your heart." Prue said. "Than you'll be able to give him what he deserves."
"I hope so, Prue. I hope so..."
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Thank you all who reviewed! Please review this chappie as well. I suddenly got inspired to write it! What do you think will happen next? Will Phoebe manage to forget Cole? And will Cole manage to go through a week without knowing where she is? Plz, just a tiny little (or longer) review. Plz:D Blessed be!