Trying something a little different with this story, guys! Chapter One is a glimpse into the future. Chapter Two will be the actual beginning of the story, and maybe by reading a little, you'll be able to tell who exactly Melinda is talking to here. ;)
**Nothing from Charmed or Supernatural belongs to me.**
Chapter One
Melinda trembled where she stood.
"You have to stop this. Don't you understand?"
"Stop it, Mel."
"No. You're going to kill yourself, and I'm not just going to stand back and watch you do it!"
He turned, and she could see the fire in his eyes, a sight she'd never seen before. Honestly, he looked terrifying.
"You don't have any idea what you're talking about."
Melinda laughed, and there wasn't an ounce of humor in it.
"You're right. I have never done this."
"Because you're so above it? So much better than me?"
"I never said that."
"You didn't have to!"
She flinched at his yell, which was almost a roar. He turned from her, running his hands through his hair.
"You need to get the hell out of here, right now."
"No."
"Do not push me, Melinda."
"Or what? You'll hurt me? Just like you did—"
He turned to her again, the fire back in his eyes, and the words caught in her throat.
"Do not go there."
Okay, she was scared. She never thought she would be, not with him. Tears came to her eyes, but she blinked them back.
"You're breaking my heart."
"Oh, don't."
"I can't do this anymore. I can't keep it to myself. I'm telling him."
"No, you won't."
"Oh yes, I am. If you won't listen to me, maybe you'll listen to him."
"Melinda, stop."
She shook her head as she walked for her phone. She knew he was getting agitated, because he was breathing hard now.
"Melinda, do not do this. Stop, now."
"I can't. I'm sorry."
"Damn it, I said no!"
He threw out his hand, and Melinda went flying. She didn't even really have a chance to register what was happening before she was flying through the air. She hit the wall, and felt her head crack against the mirror. She fell to the floor, where the breath was knocked out of her. He looked on in horror as she tried to move, but her arms wouldn't work. She coughed a few times, then collapsed on the floor. He saw blood begin to pool around her head, and he couldn't move. He was gasping, hot tears in his eyes. He put his hands up, running them through his hair, and did the only thing he could think of to do.
He ran.