Author Note: Ok writer's block, and no encouraging reviews really so read and tell me if you want to see more, be brutal with your reviews I can take it! Here's Chapter 5.
Paige POV
I orbed to the backroom of P3 hoping to find Chris there but was disappointed. I never really paid attention to him before, but now that I thought about it Chris always wore similar jackets, and wore the same basic clothes over and over again, depending on the weather. The thin couch Chris had been sleeping on was stripped of the sheets and they were folded neatly on top, all if any personal belongings were gone and his clothes were gone as well. 'Crap!' I thought, how am I supposed to find him now? Chris had left nothing personal behind that I could use to scry for him. "Wait, what's this?" I said out loud to the empty room.
"What's what?
I whipped around to see Phoebe standing behind me. "Oh! Phoebe it's just you. You scared the crap outta me!" I exclaim, seeing my other sister.
"Sorry Paige, I didn't mean to startle you." Phoebe says, trying not to laugh. "What are you doing here anyway? Piper told me what happened with Chris and all, after Leo and I left to get the boy settled."
"Oh? You talked to Piper did you? Did she tell you about how Chris overheard all the horrible things she said about him & she told him off yet again, even though you didn't have to be an empath to feel Chris's pain. Did she tell you that too Phoebe?" I snapped all the pent up anger I was feeling towards Piper aimed at Phoebe.
"Paige calm down, I on the other hand am an empath and I can tell how angry you are." Phoebe says, her head in her hands.
I took a deep breath, this isn't the sister I'm really angry at.
"Okay, when I came in you were saying something like you had found something. What did you see?" Phoebe asks me, jolting me back to my original reason for being here.
"Oh, yeah, I uh found this..." I reached over to the couch and picked up a scrap of paper. "This is Chris's handwriting, I can tell." "