Out of Control!

[Honey Halliwell <3]

***Out Of Control**
By Honey

Phea put her key in the lock and turned it quietly. She knew Pam would be waiting up for her and she didn't want Pam to see her drunk. She pushed open the door silently and dropped her keys. "d**n!" She said outloud. She covered her mouth and giggled. Phea stumbled slightly and picked up the keys then shut the door and tottered into the hall. She spotted her sister looming over her ready to give her a lecture. Quickly testing her breath on the back of her hand she realised there was no way she was getting away with it.

Pamela was looking at Phea, her wide green eyes were quite open now. She could feel her sister's drunkness, and how Phea knew she would lecture her. "Well, Phea I hope you have a good night sleep, and I a guessing you might need some aspirins tomorrow" She said in a cold voice. She would recieve no sympathy from her. Phea had brought it all on herself and by now at 16 years old she should know the difference between right and wrong. Turning away from her sister she walked back into the living room awaiting the sarcastic retort that she knew her sister would have.

A third voice spoke up from her spot on the stairs. It was Poppy the middle child. It hurt her so much that Phea had gone so downhill in such a short space of time. "What did you do now" Poppy said taking the pencil out of her hair and letting it down. She continued down the last of the steps and walked past her younger sister to where her older sister Pamela was standing by the firplace. "What's going on?" She asked her older sister knowing the answer before it came. Poppy shook her head slowly with hurt in her eyes. There had to be a way to save her little sister from drinking herself into and early grave. There just had to be.

[~*Alicia*~]

Why does this names sound familiar? LOL Love it, Honey!

[Honey Halliwell <3]

Ahh wait and see my dear friend I have a shock in store!!

[Honey Halliwell <3]

Phea rolled her eyes at her big sister. "Yeah well I had a good night and since my hangovers are never bad. I'm going to be perfectly fine tomorrow." She said sarcastically waving her hand around. She turned around hearing Poppy. "Oh why does it always have to be me that's done something wrong? Maybe it was Pamela for once in her life!" She stormed into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of straight vodka and took it back through taking a swing of it as she did so. She avoided eye contact with her sisters knowing exactly what they were thinking. What would mom say?. Phea bit her lip willing herself not to cry at the thought of her deceased mother. Phoebe and Coop's death had devastated all three of the girls but it had effected the youngest daughter the most casuing her to fly off the rails and become a complete rebel where her own sister's barley recognized her.

Pamela looked at Poppy. "I am going to go to bed now, cause unlike some people I have better things to do than party. Now if you'll excuse me, I have class tomorrow" She said and went upstairs, before she went upstairs she gave Poppy a good night kiss and didn't even turn to see Phea. She knew that if she looked at her sister she would cry, her beautiful sister's eyes were bloodhsoot from all the alcohol in her system and her eyes were dark as she had barley slept in days, a fragile skeleton stood in the living room and was once a curvy teenager. Now all Pam could see was her sister wasting away before her very eyes. Pam bowed her head and continued up the stairs taking them slowly one at a time.

Phea knew fine well how she was acting and that was the way she liked it. The fact that Pam had ignored her made Phea feel in control. She was trying to push her sister's away and she was doing a good job of it. Neither of her sister's would look her in the face. She downed the last of the vodka and went over to her father's old drinks cabinet and took out another bottle and opened it. She took a swing from the bottle and turned to see her sister, Poppy, was still standing at the bottom of the stairs but Pam was half way up. "Night Pamela Sweet dreams!" She called out sarcastically. She took a long swing from the bottle and turned on the music system and turned the volume up. She danced to herself and laughed dowing as much of the vodka she could.

Poppy had had enough. She marched up to Phea and snatched the bottle of her and put it back into the cupboard and locked it with the key "Phea what do you think mom would think about this?" She shouted angrily. Poppy was normally the quiet rational one of the family but the way Phea was acting was completley out of control. She knew her sister would drink herself to death if she didn't find a way to stop her soon. Although she wasn't the eldest sister Poppy was often put in the position of the eldest sister.

Phea went mad at her sister when she took the bottle away from her. "Give me it back you stupid B*tch!" She unlocked the cabinet with her powers and took the bottle out. "If I wanna drink myself into a comotose state I'm pretty sure Mom wouldn't be happy with that. But incase you haven't noticed. She's Dead! Gone! Not coming back!" She screamed in Poppy's face taking the bottle and heading to her room with tears streaming down her face for the first times in years. She had managed to master the feat of controlling her emotions but now she wasn't in the right state of mind. All she could think about was her parents and how much she wanted to be with them. Phea slammed her door shut behind her and locked it so her sister's couldn't disturb her. She was laying on her bed trying to drink herself into oblivion. Phea heard her sister at the door and rolled her eyes. "Go away Poppy...I don't want to talk to you.!" She took a long drink of the vodka and felt it burn her throat. She knew Poppy wanted to talk but she really wasn't in the mood to play happy families with ehr sister. "Why don't you just go talk to Pamela? She gives a d**n!" She shouted her voice echoing out in the silence. Phea didn't mean what she said it was the drink talking. She rolled over on her side crying silently afraid that if she let her sister's close to her she would lose them. Phea reached into her top drawer and took out a small tub of pills. She held the bottle tightly in her hands and looked at the vodka. "Maybe I can be with Mom and Dad." She whispered for the benefit of only herself.

Poppy layed her head on the door." Please Phea...Just let me in." After waiting a couple of minutes Poppy decided to leave her for a while to cool off. She turned and went over to Pam's room wiping the tears away that had sprung to her eyes. "Pammy I can't get through to her." She said as she opened the door and slipped inside. Her sister was laying back on the bed but sat up as Poppy went and sat down next to her. Poppy layed her head on her sister's shoulder. "There has to be a way to save Phea." She stated to no one in particular.

Pam put her arms around her sister comfortingly. "Don't worry about Phea...She won't do anyhting stupid...She's not brave enough." She said trying to convince herself more than anyone that Phea would be okay and they could live as one big happy family. Her daydream ended there as she heard Poppy burst into anguished sobs. Her little sister was taking it really hard as Phea and Poppy were inseperable as children.

Phea emptied th tub of pills onto her hand and felt her heart pound rapidly in her chest. She could picture her loving parents faces in her mind and she smiled softly. It gave her the courage to put the first pill in her mouth. She took a swing of vodka and shoved the rest of her the pills in her mouth and drank the bottle dry. Phea sat on the edge of her bed and soon she began to feel dizzy. She got to her feet but stumbled slightly. She grabbed a pen and paper and wrote the simple message. "I love you, i'm so sorry." And collapsed to the floor.

The shadows of two young woman stood alone, side by side in the afternoon sunlight. Neither lifted their heads but stared down at the white coffin with 2 simple pink roses on it. An cry of pain echoed out over the cemetary as Poppy sunk to her knees by her sister's coffin. She took out the small eice of paper with her sister's last words on it and a tear splashed the paper. "I'm so sorry Phee I should have been there for you." She dissolved into a stream of tears and hid her face in her hands.

Pam remained standing and tears filled her eyes. She stared down at the coffin. "This shouldn't have happened Phea...You were such a bright girl....you had a whole future in front of you...." A tear slid down her cheek. " Why Phea?...Why couldn't I save you?....You were still warm. I knew I could have saved you but you wouldn't respond." Pam broke down and tried to regain her composure but her body shook so violently it was impossible. "Why did you have to be so completly out of control Phea? Even if you still had some heart left in you I might have gotten through." Pam fell to her knees beside Poppy and the two remaining Halliwell sister grieved together never knowing the truth that Phea was just a scared little girl who missed her parents dearly and felt so trapped in her sadness that taking her own life was the only way to escape.

(I was in a writing mood so I thought I would just post it all lol!)

[~*Alicia*~]

Love it<3 Wow! Pam's reaction was really good, and also Poppy's. I like it!