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'I'll make it ok'
The words echoed in her head.
'Ok, OK, HOW CAN IT EVER BE OK?' Paige yelled
'First Mum then Grams. Who's next? Is it going to be you? Piper? Andy?' she continued her voice now quite hoarse.
'I don't know Paige,' Prue answered defeated
She knew quite well there was nothing in the world possible to make it better.
'Stop it!' Piper screamed
'Just stop it.' She burst into tears
Paige stormed up to her room; she was so abrupt it took them all by surprise.
'What about you?' Prue directed her anger at Phoebe
'Err, what about me?'
'Where were you all through this?'
'Nowhere, in particular, infact I'm quitting school.' Phoebe let slip; she clamped her hand over her mouth.
'What!' Prue, Andy and Piper exclaimed
'You heard me, I hate school, I hate the teachers I hate it and you can't make me go back!'
'Fine.' Prue whispered.
Phoebe went to get the paper; she wanted to get a job so she could show Prue that she could be a responsible adult.
She took it up to her room.
Piper went to the kitchen; it helped her to cook when she was upset.
Prue walked to the living room and flopped onto the sofa
Leaving Andy just standing there.
He followed Prue into the living room and switched on the TV
***
Paige was sitting on the edge of her bed, rage flowing through her.
She picked up the razor and slid it across her skin – she wasn't satisfied with that, she dug deeper and deeper, she felt the still warm blood making trail down her arms and hand, she smiled, finally happy and fell to the floor.
***
Piper was staring at her computer screen, at an email from a University she'd applied for.
She had gotten in 2 years early.
She wondered if she should go – go now while she still could.
An IM box popped up – it was Leo
She really didn't feel like chatting so she signed off.
She went over o her bed and fell asleep.
***
'What's that smell?' Andy asked
'Smells like something's burning.' Prue said following the smell to the kitchen.
'Piper's cookies.' Prue concluded, she opened the oven door and threw them away.
She opened the window as she left the room.
'I'm going to check on Paige, shells been rather quiet.' Andy told Prue, halfway out the door.
He went up the stairs and headed towards her room.
He knocked on the door – no answer, he figured she was just asleep.
He opened her door and looked to the bed, she wasn't there.
He looked down; he couldn't tell what he was looking at, at first
'Oh God Paige!' he exclaimed rushing to her side
'I knew, I knew' Andy thought to himself
'What the hell do I do?'
Andy checked for her pulse
'Phew!'
She was barely breathing.
He looked t her arms, there was barely any skin colour left, all he could see was dried blood.
Andy called his mum, she was a nurse and instructed him what to.
He did as she said and in no time Paige was cleaned up and awake.
'Paige!' he called to her, to get her to respond.
She said nothing but looked at him and began to cry.
He held her tight and rocked her to and fro like a baby.
'You should get your pj's on and I'll go get Prue'
'No' Paige yelped.
'I've got to tell her Paige' Andy told her
'Please don't tell her' she pleaded
'Fine, so long as you talk to someone about this' Andy bargained
'Ok' Paige gave in
'I'll see you later then?'
'Bye Andy'
Andy turned around to step out of the room
'Oh and Andy' Paige called
'Yes?'
'Thanks'
'Anytime' Andy smile.
With that Andy made his way to the staircase, he slumped against the banister.
'What the hell do I do now?' he asked himself trying to compose himself.
So, what should Andy do?
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