These Shattering Memories
Chapter Four
Wyatt, Melinda and Mason made their way downstairs; the couple still hand in hand whilst Wyatt trailed behind them, worrying about Chris.
"He understands… I take it that you made Chris angry again?" Melinda replied to her brother sadly who nodded in response.
"I'm really worried about him, what if he does something stupid?" Wyatt vented, the two brothers had always been the closest siblings out of the Charmed Ones progeny.
"I still don't understand why you're worrying so much about an adult who can take care of himself," Mason interjected.
"Mase you don't understand because unlike mortals we can't just decide to deal with something alone because it can affect all of us, we have to share our problems because bottling up emotions can be dangerous. Our powers are tied to our emotions so bottling them up can cause problems for handling our powers so we have to talk to each other but Chris isn't talking to anyone and he hasn't been eating or sleeping properly. You know I said those demons come from the underworld –"Melinda described, waiting for Mason to show his acknowledgment and continued when he nodded. "That's where Chris goes when he's upset or angry and he takes everything out on the demons by killing them."
"Well that's a good thing isn't it? That's what you do, kill demons," Mason commented.
"Not the way Chris does it, he is reckless and I'm scared that he's going to get himself killed or worse…" she trailed off by the end, looking to her eldest brother for support in her fears.
"What could be worse than getting killed?"
"He could lose control completely and stray from good, "Wyatt finished expressing his sister's fears as he also had them.
"You don't really think he would do that, do you? Everything you told me about your family's goodness how could he?" Mason asked it was a valid question: could a witch as good as Chris go bad?
"I don't want to talk about this," Wyatt said, burying his head in his hands, leant forward with his elbows on his knees. "I just can't."
"I don't want to either Wy, but we need to if we're going to help him," Melinda put a comforting hand on his shoulder but Wyatt made no move at his sisters touch.
"This is so much to process…" Mason said, rubbing his temples slightly. Meanwhile in Chris' room, he was pacing to avoid falling asleep.
"I can't fall asleep; I can't fall asleep; I can't have those dreams anymore," he mumbled to himself over and over until he felt a warm wetness on his stomach; he'd been pacing for over an hour and was in a lot of pain that he had been ignoring. What he really should have been doing was resting or getting Wyatt to heal him but he was too stubborn for that, he was facing away from his bedroom door when he took his top off to see what damage had been done. He wasn't expecting anyone to enter his room without knocking and when his mother did he spun around upon hearing her voice.
"Oh my God, Chris what the hell happened?" she gasped and rushed to her sons aid when she saw blood trickling from a big open wound on his side. "I need to get your brother."
"No mom please, it's just a cut; people get them all the time," Chris pleaded, everything he was doing was his business and he wanted to keep it that way; he didn't want Wyatt to see the injuries and demand he start talking. "You can't tell anyone about this, promise me mom."
"Why the hell not?" Piper demanded as Chris closed the open door to avoid his siblings from hearing their mother's raised voice.
"I just don't want everyone in my business, I can handle myself!" Chris told his mom in a stern tone.
"At least let me tend to that," Piper knew there was nothing she could do to change her son's mind so she gave in and pointed to the gash that was bleeding.
"Fine," Chris groaned and Piper went to get the first aid kit from the bathroom. Once she returned they sat on his bed as she patched him up; disinfecting the wound and wrapping a bandage around him. "I thought you were at work?"
"I just came home to grab some paperwork that I left here this morning," Piper revealed as she finished putting the bandage on him, she looked at her boy's tired face. "You should get some sleep," she told him with a hand on his cheek.
"I'm busy," Chris got up and left the room, presumably for the attic to look for more demons. The mother-of-three sighed, just as she thought she was breaking through his walls he iced her out again. Standing up she sighed again before grabbing the paperwork from her room and heading back downstairs.
"Is Chris alright?" Wyatt asked as he followed her out the front door when she bypassed her kids completely, he knew she'd spoken to him because he knew she would have checked his room to see if he was in there.
"I don't know Wyatt, we can't force him to open up, He's too stubborn and it just makes him isolate himself even more," Piper told her first born.
"We can't just do nothing!" Wyatt raised his voice in both anger and desperation.
"What do you want me to do? Sit him down and tell him if he doesn't tell us what's going on then he's grounded?" Piper replied in an equally raised voice.
"Yes if that's what it takes! We need to do something or we'll lose him!" Wyatt continued shouting as everyone who was on the street stopped and were staring at the pair as if they were watching a soap opera on the telly.
"Don't you think I know that? He's an adult Wyatt and he's entitled to do whatever he likes," Piper had lost the energy for this argument and her voice lowered exasperatedly. Wyatt was stood at the top of the steps to the street whilst Piper was stood on the street next to her car, he looked at her sadly as she got into her car and drove away. People were still stood staring at him but he ignored them and hit his head in frustration as he groaned, he turned back to the house to see Melinda leant against the door frame.
"Don't take your anger out on mom, she's just as worried as we are," she told her six foot two brother. Wyatt glared at her before pushing past her into the house; she sighed and entered the house closing the door behind her.
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