Chapter 9
That afternoon was extremely hard for the Halliwell's especially Chris, this had to be his worst birthday ever and he never wanted to have one again. When Wyatt had called their Aunts they came over to the manor only to find their eldest sister being taken away by the ambulance in a half zipped up black body bag.
Phoebe -the middle child of the trio- ran over to her sisters' body and buckled at the knees. She started screaming at the nurses like it was their fault and held onto her Pipers face not believing that she was dead. She cried and she yelled at Piper, telling her not to leave her boys and not to leave her sisters. Another charmed one was dead and the demons had broken the powerful chain. Her husband, Coop started to tear up as he had to pull his wife away from her big sister. He had to bring her back to reality but he hated that he had to do it in the first place.
Paige – the youngest sister- sat on a couch in the manor. It was the same one that the three used to sit on and watch TV while eating popcorn and painting each other's nails. She gripped onto a cushion and cried, her pale heart shaped face was covered in her black mascara and her nose and eyes were all red and puffy. She only wished that she could have sensed her bigger sister's pain and came to help her. If she did she would still be alive. Her husband Henry, after helping Wyatt give a statement came into the manor and sat down next to his wife and started to hold her tightly against his body for comfort. Paige held onto him and let the salty water pour onto her husband's clothes.
After minutes of Phoebe lying in a gutter crying, coop finally picked her up and helped her inside the manor to where Paige was. She sat down with her only sister and they cried on each other's shoulders. Phoebe was weeping more than Paige but they were both devastated. Their strong, independent and stubborn big sister was dead. And that made them feel as if there was no more hope left in the world. They not only cried for each other but for their son and daughters, for their father and for poor Chris and Wyatt.
"I, I, I just can't believe she's gone Phoebe, what are we going to do?" Paige whimpered through gasps and tears.
"I know sweetie, there is nothing more we can do then to help our nephews. And stay strong ourselves."
"Yeah, but you already lost Prue and now they've taken away Piper, I, I just can't, I'm scared. I'm scared for our children, Wyatt, Chris and us. I don't know what I'll do If I lost you or anyone else." Paige admitted. Her grip became tighter when she told her big sister all of that. She didn't want to mention Prue but she couldn't help it.
Paige thought for a moment about her nephews. How the hell were they going to get through this, who was going to look after them? Who was going to pay the bills? She hadn't realised that it was going to be Phoebe's father that was going to look after the boys. She constantly thought about Leo. Where the hell was he? Hadn't the son of a bitch realised that Piper was dead?
"Where the hell is Leo?" Paige screamed, which only made Phoebe worry about his life. But then again when has he ever shown up when Chris or Piper called?
The old grandfather clock boomed three times, once it had hit the five o'clock mark. The sisters were then still reminded that It was still little Chris's birthday. Paige didn't make a sound except her constant sniffling but Phoebe threw her hands to her face and yelled.
"Oh God, poor Chris." which made her burst into tears again.