"What are you talking about now?" Epionne felt like she was having a panic attack. She was pacing back and forward. They had moved to the attack, as it was the only room that had not been destroyed by the mini "earthquake".
"Sometimes the Elder's can give tests or challenges to witches to help them comminicate better or realise something, but I don't know what they are trying to show us here. We can't get out the house and by the looks of things no one can get in. I'm pretty positive they have placed us in some sort of fucked up parrell universe." Chris sighed, watching Epionne pace back and forward in front of him. "Look, can you please just sit down? You pacing is beginning to give me a headache.
Epionne felt like punching Chris rather than sitting down, instead sighed and flung herself on the couch across from Chris. "This is ridiculous" She muttered.
They sat in silence for what felt like years. Chris was constantly checking his phone for signal or kicking doors. Epionne sat by the book of shadows, looking out the window as darkness was beginning to fall. It must have been hours ago since the shake. Finally Chris gave up on a way of trying to escape and sat opposite Epionne, looking at her.
"What?" She asked as she caught him staring. He shrugged his shoulders and sat back on the chair, watching her.
"There must be something we have to talk about or sort out.." He mumbled looking at the ground.
Epionne felt like coming back with a sarcastic come back but figured this wasn't the time nor place for it. "Fantastic." She muttered more to herself than Chris sitting opposite her. "This has to be one of my worst birthday's to date, not the worst one mind you, but it is up there."
"You know, you've lived here for eight years now, I've basically seen you everyday and I still don't know what happened to you that night." Chris spoke up, looking straight into Epionne's dark green eyes.
"Why would you want to know what happened?"
Chris shrugged, sitting further back in the chair. " I just want to know."
Epionne stared back into his eyes. Well, they were going to be here a while by the looks of things. She took a deep breath and pulled her knees up.
"Only your dad knows this story, actually I'm pretty sure he's the only person that knows fully what happened to me that night." Epionne forced out a laugh to lighten the mood of the conversation and Chris smiled lightly.
"Actually, that was a lie. I can remember that night like it was yesterday. It was my eight birthday. My parents and I had gotten back to the house late that night as they had taken me ice skating and out for dinner. When we got in the house my dad kissed me on the head and headed straight to his study. My mum took me up the stairs, gave me a bath and put me to bed like every other night. I was almost asleep when I heard screaming, I thought I was dreaming at first but then I realised it was coming from down the stairs. I could here my dad shouting and then I couldn't here him anymore, just my mum crying. I got out my bed and hid underneath it, pulling the covers down. My mum always told me if I was scared to do this. Eventually the screaming stopped and I heard two men walk into my bedroom and talk about how they had to find me, how they needed my powers and how they needed me to be evil. As they were about to check the bed, your dad appeared and the two men were dead. Leo said my parents were in heaven and that he was going to look after me. That's basically a long story cut short." Epionne smiled at Chris but it didn't reach her eyes. Chris realised then that Epionne must think about this all the time, why she has nightmares constantly.
"Nothing like a horrible childhood memory to lighten the mood" Epionne laughed.
"I had no idea." Chris said.
"Well why would you..?"
"I wonder who the men were and who wanted you so badly?" Chris questioned
"I have no idea and I don't really want to know if I'm honest. Leo has never mentioned it since he found me, so I'm obviously not meant to know why yet." Epionne shrugged her shoulders at Chris.
They sat in an uncomfortable silence. This was the longest that they had spoke for and by the looks of things they had a lot to talk about.
"Wyatt likes you. You know that right?" Chris said, looking at her cautiously. Epionne glanced at him, trying to read his eyes. She never said anything. " I mean it's been obvious for years." Chris continued when Epionne didn't respond. "When we were little he used to come into my room in the middle of the night when there was a thunder strom and would wake me up and we would talk all night until the sun came up, and nine times out of ten he would always talk about you." Chris laughed, smiling at Epionne, who couldn't help but return his smile. "He always used to go on about how you would fall over thin air, the fact that you laughed at everything and everyone would always know when you were happy cos you would dance around the house instead of walking." Chris chuckled.
"He really paid that much attention to me?" Epionne asked
"Yeah. Yeah he really did.." Chris' smile disappeared. "He really is a great guy. You would be happy with him." He smiled at Epionne.
"He's like a brother to me." Epionne replied. "I could never...I mean...I just don't see him that way." Epionne stuttered to get the correct words out. The truth was, she really couldn't be with Wyatt like that. She had always been a million times closer with Wyatt than Chris and because of this Wyatt had been in the friendship zone since she had met him. Chris, well Chris had never been in any zone.
"You know what Wyatt was saying before all this was just because he likes you so much." Chris stated. Epionne looked over at Chris, his hair all messed from being flung about, his jumper ripped and looked straight in his eyes. He was lying.
Epionne moved her knees and sat further off the seat, slightly closer to Chris. His eyes never left hers. "I don't believe you."
"What?"
"You heard me, I don't believe you Chris." Epionne confidently spoke up. She had never been so sure about anything. She knew that Chris was lying about the reason he and Wyatt had fought and she wanted to know what was going on.
Chris opened his mouth in protest but nothing came out. He got up from his chair and walked over to the attic window. "Okay, I lied."
"Why?" Epionne asked.
Chris turned and looked at her, "I suppose you can say it's complicated. I suppose you can even say that Wyatt was right to be jealous.."