The Sinner and the Saint
By: RavenHeart101
Disclaimer- I own nada. Nothing. Nope… absolutely nothing.
Summery- When a chance to escape his family and their constant arrival of magic pops up in the form of Victor, Chris jumps at it and grasps it with all his mite. Wyatt and his sister have their destinies in San Francisco, but what possible destiny could be awaiting Chris is Forks, Washington? Why one that revolves around the Cullen's and our favorite super vampire Edward, of course.
WARNING(S): Slash, language, sexual situations, slight bashing towards some characters (cough Bella cough) and AU (with some others probably thrown in here and there)…disregard to the Twilight series and probably to Charmed too. Um… this chapter has some angst.
A: N- Sorry that I have been updating Bleeding Rose more than this. –Winces as readers threaten to kill her if she ever does it again- I cannot help it! But those chapters are so short that it's easier to update! I'm not about to leave you people to deal with 1000 word chapters for a story that's usually 4000 word chapters. I actually had no idea what to write in this chapter midway through and lost all inspiration until I got to the end of the chapter. Hate the Charmed Ones… hate them. –Smiles evilly- Seriously… does anyone read these?
Chapter 13
"…I was such a fool to hurt you
'cause you're the one I always turn to
When I'm going out of my mind
I just bite the hand that feeds me
Instead of loving ones that need me
But I want it more this time
I was wrong. It's hard to say
At least I learn from my mistakes
I would change everything
'Cause I can't wait for the day
When finally I can say and you'll believe it
I can change and now I mean it
And I will fight for a way
To make up for the mess that I've been leaving
A second chance is all that I'm needing and
Anything. I can do. Just to make it up to you
I would do anything
I'm dying to live again …."
~Dying To Live Again - Hedley~
I stared at them in horror. "What?" This could not be true. They could not have possibly vanquished him.
"Peanut… what's wrong?" Mom asked me desperately, reaching out for me. I recoiled from her hand as if I had been slapped.
"How- how could you- you vanquished him!" Tears flowed from my eyes. He could not be dead. He just could not be. It felt as if my heart had been ripped out of my chest. As if I had, nothing left in this world.
"Chris-"
"You should leave." I did not even look up at the voice. I was too busy crying. And to tell you the truth I did not even hear his voice.
"I-" Mom sounded desperate. Lost.
"Now, Piper." Grandpa said sternly. A hand landed on my shoulder.
"How- how could they kill him?" My voice was thick with emotion.
"Kill who?" A silky voice asked. I choked out a sob as my green eyes blinked up at the vampire. He looked worried. They all looked worried. I just grasped his shirt with desperate fists and cried. I cried my heart out. He sent Grandpa a concerned and worried look before climbing onto the bed beside me and pulling me into his chest. A light kiss was delivered to my forehead and a hand gently stroked my hair. I just held onto his body tightly. This was all too surreal. I glanced at him, at his porcelain face. I almost blushed at how stupid I must look now. I closed my eyes to banish all those thoughts and buried my face in his neck. A gasp was heard. I did not remove my head from where it fit perfectly.
"You- You really…" Aunt Phoebe trailed off. I could just picture her holding a trembling hand over her mouth in disbelief. Edward did not say anything. He just held me closer to his body. Cradling me in his arms. I did not know whether I should be happy that he was back or pissed at him for leaving. But that was a conversation for another time. Another place.
"P-peanut?" Mom's voice was shaking. I did not spare her a glance. I did not want to answer her.
"Please… please just go." I hated myself for how my voice trembled. I did not move until they left, until Grandpa closed the door leading into my bedroom. When I pulled myself out of his grasp, I blushed. I could not believe he had actually pulled my into his lap with my family here.
"Chris…" He began. If he could have, I bet he would have started crying. I shook my head at him.
"Why'd you leave?" I asked him. It could be told that I had been crying. Sobbing out of sheer joy, but that is another embarrassing story.
"I made a horrible mistake…" He trailed off, breaking eye contact with me.
I snorted. "Like fucking hell you did." I crossed my arms. "But why?"
"Chris…"
"Why?" I persisted, glaring at him through emerald eyes. He would not get away from this one so quickly.
"I…" I didn't want to hurt you anymore. Was whispered in his mind. I jaw dropped open in surprise. Did he seriously…?
"Did you seriously-?"
"I was already yelled at." He stopped me short.
I glared at the vampire. "By who?"
He smirked up at me. "Your brother." I sat back, shocked. Wyatt… the one who tried the hardest out of everyone else to convince me to move on…yelled at Edward. For me? I really should not have been all that shocked. But he did not like Edward. He never liked Edward. In either time. He touched my cheek gently. "I'm sorry I left my angel." I blinked at him.
"Angel…?" I asked fighting off a smirk. He looked flustered. There was something to embarrass a vampire… interesting…
"Sor-"
I looked at him with untrusting eyes. "I'm not going to forgive you so easily." I whispered finally realizing how close to two of us were. He nodded.
"I would expect nothing more."
"Good." I turned away from him as he leaned close to kiss me. His lips landed on my cheek. I bit my lip before closing my eyes and falling back into his arms. I may have been angry at him, but I needed comfort. And he was the closest person there. His strong arms held me in a tight embrace. My eyes were wide with thoughts. I closed them, hoping to close off the thoughts as well. I buried my face deeper into his shirt and just smelled his familiar smell. I felt safe, and that was something rare over the span of the months he had been gone.
Whatever revelation Aunt Phoebe had an hour or so before left her bashfully looking away from me and glancing at me out of the corner of her eyes. Of course, this left me feeling horribly awkward and nervous that something was wrong with the way that I looked. I found myself wishing that Wyatt was there with me but that was harder than it sounded. He needed to keep his secret, which had somehow become mine. I refused to meet their eyes as Mom and Aunt Paige tried to "discreetly" hint that Edward should leave. Even if he wanted to, I would not allow him. I was not going to be left alone with them. I tightened my grip on his arm as I sat down at the kitchen table, silently begging him to stay. He hovered over my chair, placing his hands on the top of it. I won't be leaving anytime soon. He silently reassured me. "Chris…" Mom began, glancing at Edward. I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Bella showed up in my car, told me to drive to La Push because she knew where Melinda was." I answered her question.
"And you didn't think of calling us?" She asked in her motherly manner.
"I didn't have time to think." I repressed a glare at my mother.
She sighed and leaned forward. "Chris, I understand that you want to be the big brother-"
"I am the big brother, mom! What have you been doing to find her?" It was cold, and I knew it. But I was angry, and I was taking out my frustrations on her. Calm down. Edward silently ordered me. I counted to ten mentally before raising my eyes to my family again.
Mom looked shocked and angry. Aunt Paige just looked shocked. Aunt Phoebe was still refusing to look me in the eye. "I-we have been doing everything we could possibly think of to find your sister! Don't you dare say that we aren't!" I blinked at her.
"Sorry." I muttered, looking down at my hands. I did not want to argue with her.
"Why didn't you call for me?" Aunt Paige asked with a sigh. Why didn't I? I honestly had no idea. And why didn't I call for Wyatt? I shook my head at my stupidity.
"I didn't think-"
"That's right! You didn't think!" Mom snapped at me. I looked at her with frustration written all over my face. "If you had thought you would have figured out who this demon was!"
"How the hell was I supposed to know that without being told?!" Edward's hands landed on my shoulders, holding me in place and providing some sort of support.
"Scrying, interrogating, anything Chris!"
"You think we didn't try that?!"
"Obviously you didn't try hard enough!"
"We?" Aunt Phoebe piped up nervously. I did not seriously let that slip…
"Chris had help from my family." Edward filled in. Oh gosh, I think I had fallen in love all over again. Thanks. I sent to him mentally. He just squeezed my shoulder in response.
"Oh." Was all she said in response.
Aunt Paige sighed. "Well, uhm… what did the demon tell you?"
"They're working with the source. And they are not after Melinda they're after me." I supplied.
They sat in a stunned silence for a moment or two. "Are- are you sure?" Mom stuttered out.
I could not help but glare at her. "Why wouldn't I be sure, mom?"
"C-Chris… it's just…"
"Why would they be after you?" Edward asked softly. I swallowed and glanced up at him.
"No clue."
I stared at my image in the bathroom mirror. My hands were shaking as I gripped the sink. My hair was disheveled and my clothes wrinkled. I had dark bags under my eyes. I needed to sleep. I blinked and shut my eyes tightly. "Chris." They flew open in surprise. Melinda stared back at me in the mirror. My jaw fell open in shock and surprise and my eyes widened almost comically. I glanced behind me and found nothing… no one. I was in the bathroom by myself. I turned back to the mirror. Once again, there was only me staring back. I swallowed and turned away. I was flung into the wall opposite me. "Why didn't you try to save me, Chris? Why'd you let me die?" I moaned as her grip tightened around my throat.
No, no, no. This was not real. This was all a play. This was exactly like the Edward being vanquished moment. It was not real. The demon was playing with me. And then she was gone and I was left slumped to the ground, coughing and gulping in air. "Chris?" A worried voice said from beside me. I turned into his strong embrace. "What happened?" He asked desperately. I shook my head, indicating not to ask me now. Mom and the aunts stood in the doorway, staring at me. They were worried. I pulled myself back onto my feet and gripped Edward's arm to steady myself. He flung his arm around my waist, supporting my weight as I stumbled into my room. I fell onto the bed without any explanation and willed sleep to come. For once, my begging was answered.
About a day later, I made myself get out of bed. Luckily, it was the weekend and I did not have school. "Morning Grandpa." I yawned as I greated him. He smiled lightly at me before going back to the paper. I sighed and stood by the window for a while. Just when I was about to turn around Bella exited her house. She looked depressed. And then her eyes met mine and I felt my breath hitch as her eyes flashed to a deathly black. I jumped back and fell into a pair of strong arms. I blinked a few times as my eyes tried to find her. She was gone.
"Are you alright?" He breathed into my ear. I flushed and pushed myself out of his arms.
"Yes." I muttered before turning away from him and getting a drink. "Do you want any breakfast, Grandpa?" I asked politely before noticing that the only person in the room with me was the vampire I was supposed to be angry at. I swallowed before turning back to the refrigerator as Edward stared at me concerned eyes.
"Victor told me to tell you that he'll be home for dinner and that you are welcome to find your way to your Prue's house." Edward said with a slow voice. I nodded at him, biting my lip and trying very hard not to worry about what was messing with my head. "Chris." He wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face in my neck. I felt my breath hitch before I closed my eyes and forced myself to push him away.
"I have to…"
"I know."
I did not try to think about how what we just said made little to no sense and just think about making myself breakfast before I gave up and just ate an apple with little interest. Edward stood behind me before pecking my cheek lightly and going to sit in front of me. I avoided his eyes as I ate. "What really happened, Chris?" He asked in a soft voice.
"Where?" I asked just as softly. I knew this was coming. But why did it have to happen now?
"Yesterday." He said before sighing. "Just- just explain to me what happened."
I traced a circle on the kitchen table with my finger and kept my eyes there. "A demon. They took Mel and were in Bella's form… I think." I narrowed my eyes as I explained to him what had happened. "I didn't- I didn't really think. I never really think… and I guess I let him into me. He knows everything about me. My worst fears…" I blinked as a hand was placed on top of mine. I raised my green eyes to his topaz ones. I swallowed before going back to what I was doing.
"Like someone dying?" He questioned lightly.
I bit my lip. "Like a lot of people dying."
"Who?"
"My family, your family, my friends…" I blushed. "You."
His lips twitched upward before he squeezed my hand. "There was something else. You seemed terrified of your brother before he called out your name."
I glanced down at the table, and then at his hand covering my own. I would let it stay there, I decided. "I- I told you that there was another time when he was evil." Edward nodded. "I…" I closed my eyes and forced myself to tell him. "It's one of my worst fears." I let out a harsh laugh. "Can you imagine that? Being afraid of your own brother?" I was disgusted with myself over that little fact. I sat back in the chair and crossed my arms. An unconscious effort to protect myself that would probably fail.
"That's not what I asked, Chris."
I shook my head to get my thoughts under control. But his hand was on top of mine and he was back. He was actually back. "I-I don't… I don't really…" I shut my eyes again and willed my thought of him out of my mind. I willed them and willed them to go away but they would not budge.
"I'm sorry." He said hastily afraid that he upset me. He removed his hand from mine and stood up from the table in an effort to make things better. I made no move to stop him. No move to tell him that he did not upset me, that I was not angry or depressed. I made no move to explain to him that I was frustrated with my own thoughts, with my own feelings. And he misunderstood my silence as me telling him to leave. Therefore, he did. He left the house and then my mind was made up. I ran after him.
"Edward." I grabbed his arm in my hand as he turned around to look at me and pulled him down for a kiss. And he was shocked until about a second later when he pulled my closer. It never crossed my mind that I was still in my PJ's and I probably looked and tasted like shit. I was just so happy. I was just so very happy that he was back. That he was not leaving. That he was staying. And as we stumbled back into the house and onto the couch I couldn't help but think that I was so unbelievably happy that nothing really mattered anymore.
"Am I forgiven?" Edward asked with a sly look. I rolled my eyes at him as I struggled to catch my breath.
"Not yet." I muttered before forcing myself to sit up. He smiled at me before sitting up himself.
"What do I have to do to be forgiven?"
"Stop trying to be forgiven." I answered simply before raising an eyebrow at him. He shakily smiled at me before leaning back towards me and catching my lips in his own. It was a short kiss but when he pulled away, I felt myself swallow and I had to force myself to stand up. "Okay… whereas that was fun, I have some demon hunting to… do." My eyes widened as I took in the sight before me. I looked around myself to find Edward, but there was no one there. This place… I did not recognize it… but then again I did. There was a gnawing at the edge of my senses telling me that I had been here before.
"Chris? Is that you?" A familiar voice called from… somewhere.
I swallowed and blinked. "Uh… Jasper?" A blonde head popped into the room from nowhere. I jumped back in surprise. He smiled at me with perfect white teeth.
"There you are." He settled himself onto a seat and opened up one of the books on the table beside him. We were silent for a few seconds before he began to speak. "Edward's sorry, you know." He casually flipped through the book before glancing up at me with his golden eyes. He sighed before standing up with practiced ease. "Listen… he didn't really want to hurt your brother but Wyatt left him no choice. It was hurt him or let him kill you."
What was he saying? Edward did not hurt- wait… the blackouts… but this-this had never happened before. I had never been transported to one. "Wyatt would never-"
"Hurt you. I know." The blonde sighed before running a pale hand through his hair. "Just be careful alright? After what happened with James…" He trailed off, sending me a shaky smile and a calming wave.
I looked away from his eyes. "He's worried…" I whispered.
"Very." Jasper nodded before crossing his arms as if he was uncomfortable. "I-I wish I knew what to say here other than the usual. And-and Alice…" He closed his eyes in pain. And then it occurred to me. In this time, Alice was killed… Wyatt killed her to get to the rest of the Cullens. I hastily put my hand on his arm as he pulled himself together. His eyes snapped up to mine before he forced a smile. "Just listen to what he has to say, okay?" I nodded slowly before feeling a harsh tug. I stumbled backwards. "Chris?" He asked worried.
"Chris?" I blinked. Edward slowly formed before me, a worried look on his face. I gripped the edge of the couch and pulled myself up with a wince.
"Oh wow…" A massive headache burst through and I nearly collapsed on the spot. I blinked a few more times to get my vision back. Edward placed a hand on my forehead. "Christ, you're frozen." I exclaimed. He blinked himself, in disbelief. He removes his hand as he settled me against the cushions on the couch. He picked my head up and placed it in his lap, placing his hand back on my forehead. His hand brushed back my hair was concern. And his hand was warm, it was just like it had been the first time he touched me. Not cold… warm. I sighed into his touch before pushing myself up and kissing his lips slowly and gently.
"Chris…" His voice held caution.
"Shh…" I whispered before kissing him again. I felt myself being pulled into his lap as his hands gripped my waist. My hand found his hair as the other cupped his cheek. His hand slowly crept up my shirt before I was placed with my back onto the couch as he climbed on top of me. His hand found mine and he intertwined the fingers as my shirt was lifted off my chest. And then he was kissing my neck and I had orbed us upstairs into my bedroom and flicked the door closed with a careless wave of my hand.
San Francisco, California
Halliwell Manor
Phoebe fell against the pedestal of the Book of Shadows as images flashed in her mind. She saw as Edward released Chris' lips from his own and asked him if he was sure. She saw her eighteen-year-old nephew search in his eyes for a second before nodding with a smile. She saw the vampire lean back down for another kiss as he slid down her nephew's pants. She saw how Chris bit his lip so hard it bled. She saw how the vampire licked the blood away and then trailed kisses down her nephew's neck. And then the image flashed to afterward. She saw the calendar date. She then heard their voices. "Did I hurt you?" The vampire asked softly, brushing hair out of her breathless nephew's face. She heard him laugh before shaking his head.
"No." He whispered before kissing the vampire once more. The vampire pulled away with a smile. "If I'm going to die I'd rather it be here… with you." Her nephew whispered with a smile. And then she was back in the attic. Her heart racing.
"PIPER!"
Forks, Washington
Bennet Residence
(Back to Chris' POV)
Edward laughed before flicking my nose gently. I smiled up at him as he squeezed my hand. "You're hair's a mess." I muttered running my hand through it.
"Like yours is any better." He ruffled my brown hair with a smirk, causing me to blush.
"Heh… yeah…" I looked away from his eyes as he pulled me against his chest.
"But you're beautiful." He kissed my forehead once more before I found myself getting drowsy. I ran my finger in a circle at his waist before kissing his lips once more. "Sleep." He ordered me. I smiled up at him before obeying him for once.
When I woke up, I was still in his arms. He was stroking my hair gently and the covers were pulled up over my shoulders. "God… what time is it?" I blinked the sleep out of my eyes as he glanced at the clock.
"Five." His melodious voice answered. I groaned.
"Guess I should get up." I untangled my legs from his before sitting up in my bed. I blushed as his arms pulled me back into his chest. "I-I don't want Grandpa…"
"I'm not going to stop you." He whispered before kissing me slowly. "I'll get dressed in the bathroom." I nodded slowly as he crawled out of the bed. I swallowed at the sight of his naked body before watching him pull on a pair of boxers. He left the room with one last smile at me. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair before falling against the bed with the biggest smile on my face. I got dressed in less than a minute after a used a simple cleaning spell. I ignored the nagging voice in the back of my head saying (very annoyingly) "personal gain, personal gain." It was doing a little dance too. I glared at myself as I attempted to get my room back to normal without a spell and fixed my hair. I sighed; well at least I was not in my PJ's anymore.
I looked at myself in the mirror. My face has a light flush and my hair was a mess. I blushed before brushing it back into its place. I sighed once more as a smile fell across my face. I closed my eyes serenely, opening them when a tinkling of orbs filled my room. My eyes flew open in surprise. I glanced around my room… oh God… maybe I should have used a spell. My green eyes then fell onto my mother and aunts. I swallowed and forced myself to act as if nothing had just happened. As if, I had not just had sex with Edward. "Chris." My mother said with a forced smile.
I smiled back at her. "Mom." I unconsciously crossed my arms, hoping for protection as I leaned back against my dresser. She glanced at Aunt Phoebe.
Aunt Phoebe finally looked up at me. Her brown eyes were sparkling and she blushed. Mom rolled her eyes at her sister. "Did you have sex?" She bluntly asked. I blinked at her in surprise.
"Wh-what?" I stuttered out before glancing at my closed bedroom door, praying that Edward would not walk through there until they were gone.
"With the vampire, Chris. Did you have sex with the vampire?" Mom asked with annoyance attempting to be suppressed and failing.
"Uhm…" I glanced at the door and then back at them. Mom raised an eyebrow at me as a blush slowly crept up onto my cheeks. "N-no. No!"
Aunt Paige looked at me in disbelief while Aunt Phoebe and Mom both looked shocked. Aunt Phoebe was the first to pull out of it. "Oh, Chris!"
"How could you?!" Mom yelled at me her brown eyes causing me to jump back in surprise.
"Mom-"
"He was forced Piper. That much is obvious." Aunt Paige spit out, crossing her arms and glaring at me. "There's only one way to solve it."
"Wait-"
Mom met her eyes as if I did not say anything. "Vanquish him?" Aunt Paige nodded shortly.
My eyes widened. "Wait!" They turned to look at me. "You- You can't!" Fear crept up my spine as I glanced once more at the door.
"Chris… he forced you!"
I shook my head frantically, brown hair falling into my eyes. "No! No, no he didn't!" Mom and the aunts looked at me in disbelief.
"So you…?" Aunt Paige asked slowly.
"You actually agreed to have sex with him?" Mom sounded disgusted.
I looked at them with a pleading look. "Yes. Yes, mom."
"Why?" Aunt Phoebe asked desperately. I looked at her brokenly.
"I…" I glanced down before meeting their eyes defiantly. "I love him."
"You can't." Mom spit out.
"Why? Why can't I love him?" I felt as if I was going to cry.
"Chris…" Her eyes met mine as she forced her tears down.
I looked at her in disbelief. "You- you're- don't." I shook my head at her.
"I'm sorry, Chris." Aunt Paige said a tear sliding down her face.
"You want me to choose?" My own eyes welled up with tears as I shook my head. "I- I can't choose! I won't!"
"I'm afraid you already have baby." Mom said as her tears finally fell down her cheeks.
"No… no…"
"Let's go, Paige… Phoebe." They gripped hands.
"I- I'm going to die and you're leaving me like this?!"
A: N- Heh… You hate me even more now? –Meets eyes innocently- Wanna tell me how much you hate me with a review? Please?