April 12, 2030
Okay, sure, I can't remember my whole life, but I can remember quite a bit. Like my dad always being there for me. Always putting my needs before his own, I'll always love him for that. He was a young parent and I'm the result of rape, but I know he's always been there. He's never resented me, never made me wish I was never born. Even if I'm barley 12, I know what I'm going to be, going to do. I'm gonna be a dad one day, hopefully I can be a great one like mine, I'm not sure that's possible, but I can try.
God I miss him so much! I know he's at peace, and I'm glad for that, but it's just not fair! Why did it have to be my dad? He never did anything bad he didn't deserve to die like that. He saved so many lives, helped the world so many times. What does he get for that? A bullet to the head. It's not fair. But he always said life isn't fair, and I think I finally know what he means...I just wish I didn't have to learn it so early, I'm not even 13 and I have no parents. I have grandparents, and I love them, I do, but...I wish I had my dad.
I guess I also have Spencer...even if he is an annoying 6 year old...he's scared, and he wants dad too. Lucky him he didn't see him die. He didn't have to watch that like I did. It was awful, stupid cops! Stupid criminals! Stupid...everything! It's just...ugh!
"Chris, time for supper!"
"Coming!" he hollered
Great, grandpa. Don't care. Haven't eaten the entire week, not gonna start now. He just doesn't get it, he has both parents, well...did. But he grew up with them; he knew them till the day he died. I guess Grandma might get it, but she was too young. Barley even 6. I'm double that.
"Chris! Get down here, you're eating!"
Okay, grandma. I guess I really have to go now...so...later!
Chris P. Halliwell
Chris sighed as he climbed off of his bed and put his laptop under it, before he trudged down the stairs. Just eat a little, ask to be excused, never come down for supper again.
"Hey honey, you feeling alright?" Piper asked
"Sure." Chris muttered, taking a seat next to Spencer, who'd actually become really calm and quiet, normally, before dad died, he was always full of energy and could barley sit still. Now...he's like a rock.
"Hey Spence." Chris said, and Spencer looked at him and blinked and then slowly looked away. "Great to see you too."
"I want dad." Spencer said, quietly.
"I do too." Chris returned, and blinked as he felt tears welling up again.
"You sure you're feeling alright Chris?" Leo asked
"God damn it! Just stop asking me that! I'M FINE! I'VE TOLD YOU THAT A MILLION TIMES!" he shouted, "Just...stop!"
"Christopher." Piper said, and Chris disappeared in orbs.
He appeared in a cemetery and he slowly walked along and sat on his butt in front of a grave, and simply looked at it, and slowly he started sobbing. Sobs racking his body, as his shoulder shaked and he wrapped his arms arouns himself, before he felt arms wrap around him and looked to see who it was, and was shocked to see Spencer, but the shock quickly wore off and he held Spencer tighter as they both cried.
The tombstone in front of them read;
Wyatt Matthew Halliwell
Beloved Son, Father, and Brother.
2.3.03 - 4.3.30
R.I.P.
So, should I continue or not?
Sorry for killing Wyatt bu you never know...PLEASE REVIEW!
I don't own Charmed Either.