Chapter 6.1 – Awkward
Victor stood there, sadness still shrouding him, pain in his eyes, looked at his eldest daughter, an uncomfortable look crossing his face. "I know you don't want me here, Pruden, I mean Prue, but I didn't want to be alone today. I just lost one of my little girls; please don't make me lose my other girls."
Prue stared at him, completely uncertain about what to say. We haven't told him about Piper yet. He still thinks she's dead. Oh, Vic...Dad, I'm sorry. Just because she didn't necessarily get along with him didn't mean she could let him keep on thinking Piper was dead.
"I brought breakfast," Victor added a little awkwardly. "I know that Piper was always the one who cooked for you guys, so I thought you might appreciate this."
Prue racked her brain for the right words. This is really weird. People always said a death in a family had a way of bringing people together. Apparently, there must be some truth to that, because this is the first time I remember seeing Victor two days in a row since I was a little girl.
Victor bent down and retrieved a plastic container from the porch next to the door. When Prue still said nothing, he sighed. "If you want me to go, I'll leave. But can I just say hi to Phoebe first?"
Prue shook her head, trying to clear her mind.
Victor clearly took it as a rejection because his shoulders slumped and he started to turn away, "I see. I'll be going then."
"No, wait," Prue said, finally finding her tongue. "Come in. Things have been kind of crazy since Phoebe and I left P3 last night." She pulled the door open all the way and stepped out of the way.
Victor looked at her hesitantly. "You sure you don't mind?"
Prue nodded quickly. I guess I really can't blame him for being cautious. I haven't exactly been friendly toward him, but it's not as if it's all my fault. I'm not the one who up and left their family. But he's still our father. I can't turn him away. "Please, come in."
Victor stepped into the house carrying his breakfast offering. "I hope you haven't had breakfast already."
"Actually, we are in the middle of eating," Prue admitted. As if on cue, laughter bubbled out from the direction of the dinning room, Phoebe's laughter.
"She sounds happy," Victor remarked in surprise. "How can she be happy the day after..."
She'd better be over that idea that she should have died instead of Andy, Prue thought as she looked in that direction. "Like I said, it's been crazy since last night. So many things have happened."
Do I tell him about Paige? If I don't, then how do I explain her presence? If I do, I'll be hurting him because of Mom and Sam, but he knew about them. Prue scrunched her face together in annoyance. There are just too many options and none of them work. One thing's for certain, though. I can't let him into that room until I tell him about Piper.
I'm afraid that's all I can post for the moment. Several months ago, my computer crashed and I lost everything that wasn't saved elsewhere. This was one of the things I lost. Fortunately Es and Primrose have a copy of my original version, so Es was able to send the story back to me, but she missed a little bit. I had to get chapter three from her and now I only have part of chapter six, so I'm going to have to get the rest from her. I am getting close to having this up to date. Chapter eight is in posting elsewhere, I believe. It is in a different format that Primrose does, which looks pretty cool. Anyway, please let me know what you think of the story so far. Thanks.