True Lies

Summary: Mel's life is turned upside down when she finds out her mother was a Halliwell witch. She meets her cousins, but closes her self off from the world. When Chris comes to the past, though, she begins to open up again. Why?

Rating: PG13

Setting: Nearing the end of season five and on into season six.

Trying hard to reach out

But when I tried to speak out

Felt like no one could hear me

Wanted to belong here

But something felt so wrong here

So I'd pray

I could break away…

Breakaway –Kelly Clarkson-

Chapter One

Web of Deceit

Everything began on my 16th birthday. It was the day my entire life changed course.

I awoke in my bed, in my room. It was then decorated with all of my stuff. I was never a girly-girl, but I did occasionally act like a girl. I had decided my room looked childish, and had asked my mom to redo it for my birthday.

I woke up, took a bath, and put on my clothes before going downstairs to where my mom had fixed my favorite breakfast: biscuits with chocolate gravy, bacon, and a couple of eggs. That was when I realized that something big was going to happen. The only time that she ever cooked like that was on Christmas.

We ate breakfast and then she sat me down on the living room couch, so that we could "talk." PLEASE DON'T LET HER MARRY THAT IDIOT, JERRY. IF THERE WAS SUCH A THING, I'D SWEAR THAT HE WAS EVIL. MOM SEEMS TO THINK THAT HE HANGS THE MOON AND STARS.

She didn't know the truth. She had no clue how many times he had told me he was going to kill me. Not to mention, when I told her, she seemed to think I was acting out. He is a TRULY SCARY person. I wish that he would just go away.

"Mel, honey," she began, boy was this big, "I need to tell you about who I am, and who you are."

My confusion was clear in my voice, "What do you mean?"

"You remember when I told you that our family was special, and that I would explain when you were older."

I gave a simple nod, telling her to go on.

"Mel, I was a twin. My mom, your Grams, had my older sister and I a few minutes apart. Patty, that was my sister's name, decided to live the life that Grams did. When I was your age, I decided to run away from my destiny. That was when I changed my name."

"WHOA!" I interrupted loudly, "You changed your name? WHY?"

"Because I didn't want to worry about being followed because of my name. My name was Patience Halliwell."

"What was so bad that made you run away?" I remember being almost afraid to ask the question. It was overwhelming. Everything was a lie. I was a lie. She was a lie. I didn't want to know more, but I asked anyway.

"Because our family is a long line of witches." I know my face went blank at that moment. "I wanted you to be able decide whether you wanted to be one or not on your own. So, I bound your powers."

"Wha...Wha...What? What did you say?" I swallowed hard and didn't give her a chance to answer. I ran to the door of the house, opening it just in time to see "Jerry". I punched him and ran out into the streets of Birmingham, Alabama.

I wanted, at that moment to scream and yell. Anger coursed through me, anger that I couldn't control. I could feel someone's eyes watching me as I walked through the street, but I didn't care. At that moment, I wished someone would take me far away.

I spent the entire day feeling sorry for myself. That night, when I realized I had nowhere else to sleep, I went home. There I found multiple squad cars. I went into the house, against the requests of the policemen for me to answer questions. It was then that I found my mother lying on the floor.

The doctors pulled out the murder weapon. I heard a policeman mention a ceremonial knife used for rituals, but at that point I was scattered and scared.

"Mom," my voice was small, "mom, come back. I need you! I love you! I lied; I love you so much. MMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYY"

I turned to see into the kitchen, just in time to see Jerry and that evil smirk. That smirk that I had come to hate. I should've never left in such a rage. I should've never left. He may have been the physical murderer, but I killed my mother.

The police officer asked me if I had any family. I told him the story my mom told me this morning, leaving out the stuff about witches of course. He would've thought I was insane. But then again, I wondered if I really was, or even if mom was.

I went back to the kitchen to get some water, and found a simple note.

Witch,

YOU'RE NEXT!

LOVE, STeP DADDY Jerry

I crumpled it up and put it in my purse. Goodness, today was a long day. I can't wait until I wake up from this horrid dream.

Piper picked up the phone; glad to get away from Paige's "super-baby-shower" and her "dream lover". The voice on the other line wasn't familiar, "Are you Piper Halliwell, daughter of a Ms. Patty Halliwell?"

"Yes." The brunette answered. "Is something wrong?"

Paige walked in to see Piper's face go completely pale. Paige watched as Piper absently spoke, "Yes, of course we can."

Paige tried to ask what was going on, but Piper just shushed her. Piper asked the person on the other line, "What is her name?"

The man on the other line told her, "Melinda Denae Warren"

Piper thanked the man and hung up the phone. Paige didn't even get time to call Piper before she yelled, "LEO, GET DOWN HERE, NOW!" Her voice was filled with anger and frustration.

It would have to be that moment that Phoebe ran in followed quickly by an axe yielding someone.

Paige rolled her eyes, another day in the life of a Halliwell witch.