Chapter 4 – Saving
"My
heart ached to be held by my mother, but I knew it would never happen again,
only in my dreams. Where every time something horrible would steal me away from
her loving arms, and each time I felt my heart shatter some more. Just like it
shattered into tiny pieces when I lost my dad…I knew Aunt Paige had dealt with
the weight of the world on her shoulders, she had blamed herself for not getting
there fast enough, to heal dad. But secretly we all new dad was happier about
dying at least this way he could be with mom. But now I felt so alone, I was
happy for my dad in a strange way because at least I knew he was happy somewhere
else with my mom. But I was also angry with him for leaving me here to grow up
with out any real parents, its not that I didn't want to stay with my Aunt
Phoebe and Uncle Cole, its just there was a empty space in my heart that should
have been filled by years spent with my parents. I had to except that, that part
of my heart would never be completed filled."
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"How…how did it happen if you don't mind me asking?" asked Luke timidly.
"No its okay, I will tell you…"
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"Its funny how everything can be just perfect for a while but never forever,
something always destroys our family's happiness, without a second thought…
I was in the sunroom happily colouring in some pictures in my colouring book,
when the second most tragic event of my life occurred. A demon shimmered in
behind me and I felt the slight rush of air against my back, and then a hand
holding me tightly around the neck. My heart was pounding, my knees felt like
jelly, as the demon glared at me and held me in a deadly grip, my eyes formed
huge O's of fear and I could feel my skin begin to turn white as the blood
left my face. I let out a strangled shriek of horror, as I tried to break free
to no avail. It was getting harder to breath, as I gasped for air, I saw my dad
charge into the room a look of pain in his eyes, and horror on his face."
"Let her go, take me instead."
"I don't want you! I want her." The demon roughly dropped me on the
sunroom floor as I placed my hand on my neck, and I took in huge breaths of
oxygen. I watched terrified as my dad challenged the demon. I remember calling
Aunt Paige's name, as I hid behind a chair, as my dad and the demon fought.
"If you had seen my dad before when there were 3 charmed ones…before moms death, you would have known there was no way he could defeat that demon. (but its amazing what parental love can make someone do) But since Moms' death, after he came out of his shell, we all thought it was an improvement. But he just became obsessed with learning how to fight properly, and begged Uncle Cole to train him, sometimes even Aunt Phoebe. Of course they both felt like they could refuse training him, so spent many tiresome hours training him. In one way I was glad of this it gave me hope to start with, but now I could see there was no way dad could win."
"I
called again for aunt Paige and asked her to bring uncle Cole and aunt Phoebe.
It was obvious now the demon was just winding dad up, then would take more pride
in killing him. I sighed in relief when I saw the blue orbs float down from the
ceiling and take the form of the three other members of my family."
"Leo!" Auntie Paige screamed as she held out her arms, dad orbed out and
reappeared right in front of auntie Paige. Paige began healing dads wounds, as
the demon turned hated eyes upon them, and formed an energy ball in his right
hand.
"Watch out!" I screamed as I leapt from my hiding place towards my dad and
my aunt.
"Dad turned his head, and saw me running, and then he saw the energy ball that
was surely going to hit me. He leapt forward and pushed me onto the floor just
in time to save me…but not himself. I watched in horror as the energy ball hit
dad sending him hurtling through the air, he flew through the sunroom windows,
shattering the glass and landing outside on the grass. Uncle Cole angrily and
repeatedly threw energy balls at the demon until he was consumed in flames.
Whilst myself, aunt Paige and aunt Phoebe ran to dads side. I looked down at my
dad, pieces of glass cutting through his body, tearing holes in his skin and
blood surrounding his battered body."
"I'm sorry Melinda." He croaked.
"For what?" I replied.
Aunt Paige and Phoebe began removing the glass so auntie Paige could begin
healing him, I held my dads had the whole time and I knew he was grateful for
it.
"The demons dead for sure." Said Uncle Cole as he stepped outside.
"Thanks" replied dad quietly.
"No problem."
"Paige?" said Aunt Phoebe "Why is nothing happening?"
"I don't know she replied panicked.
"This couldn't be happening, not again, I had already lost my mom; I
wasn't prepared to loose my dad as well. I truly believed even the powers that
be were against me as I watched my dad fight for his life. My auntie Paige was
trying frantically to heal him."
"Why isn't it working?"
"Just try to relax Paige."
"It's my time to go, don't blame yourself Paige just let me go. I'll be
with Piper"
"And then he slowly and painfully turned his head and looked into the distance seeing something that we could not, but we didn't need to see it to know who it was. Their voices became distant calls of horror, as the world seemed to be closing in on me. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears, my vision became blurry, and my head felt light, as I watched in horror from what seemed a long, way away. I let out a hiccupped sob and then an anguished wail as I fell to the ground. My heart broken, my world shattered in front of my very eyes, how was I supposed to go on? My dad saved me from the one thing that took my mom, evil…It was a fact of my life that evil would always come for us, always hunt us down. My Aunt's were a prize to them, just like my mom and dad were. As I told you before they were the three most powerful witches of all time, so even though they had a great destiny, they were never meant to have a real life, not with evil always lurking in the shadows, waiting to attack. When I watched my father drift away I vowed that things would change that I would learn the craft, and avenge the deaths of my parents."
"It was as I watched him die that I became angry, tears streaming down my face and when Paige tried to comfort me I just pushed her away shouting its your fault until Uncle Cole scooped me up and held me close until I stopped pounding my fists against him and fell into a fit of tears."
"I knew Aunt Paige was dealing with the weight of the world on her shoulders, she was blaming herself for not getting there fast enough, to heal dad. But secretly we all new dad was happier about dying at least this way he could be with mom. But now I felt so alone I was happy for my dad in a strange way because at least I knew he was happy. But I was angry with him for leaving me here to grow up with out any real parents, its not that I didn't want to stay with my Aunt Phoebe and uncle Cole, its just there was a empty space in my heart that should have been filled by years spent with my parents."