**DISCLIAMER--- I don't own Charmed, so don't sue.**
A/N~~ I know the story sucks, so if you have any pointers, that would help.....
Chris stared numbly at the cars passing under him from the top of the Golden Gate Bridge. He was overcome by different emotions. He had not known you could feel so many things at once.
*~*~
After Chris had orbed out, he realized what he had revealed to Leo.
'Damn, I shouldn't have done that.' He thought
He had no idea why he had told Leo he was his son. All Chris knew was that his cold, cool, unaffected exterior he had spent years perfecting had cracked and fallen away in seconds. He hadn't been able to keep the lie up. He had to let Leo know where he was coming from.
It hadn't surprised Chris that Leo hadn't believed him. He never did, never had. He had always listened to every word Wyatt said. Leo always said stuff like, "Why can't you be more like Wyatt?" or "Wyatt is special, he needs extra care. You need to learn to take care of some of your own problems. They can't be that bad."
Chris sighed. He was sick of all the emotions. He wanted to not feel. Chris smiled to himself. He knew just how.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chris asked the bartender for another drink.
"Are you sure? That'll be the 28th. I think your drunk." The bartender said.
"Hey. Hey, hey. Isn't the customer always right?" Chris slurred.
"Dude, calm down." The bartender replied.
Chris sighed. Yes, he was drunk. Yes, he was wallowing in self-pity. Yes, at this point all the memories of the past (future??) seemed so out of place in his mind, it was like they didn't even belong to him.
He gulped down the drink the bartender had brought him. He had to leave, tell someone, 'Someone has to understand what's going on inside my mind, don't they?' he asked himself.
He sighed inwardly. 'Yeah, right.'
He went outside the bar and started walking down an alley. Chris felt so drained... He needed to rest. He went over to a pile of boxes and sat down.
'I'll just close my eyes for a minute...'
~*~*~*~
Chris was awoken to the yells of "Chris!! CHRIS!!! Where the hell are you?!!!"
Still quiet groggy, Chris sat up and looked around. Only after seeing no one there, he realized the cries were coming from in his head!!
"Chris!! Get your ass home right now!!"
It was Piper.
Chris sighed. 'Now what?"
~*~*~*~
A/N~~ I know the story sucks, so if you have any pointers, that would help.....
Chris stared numbly at the cars passing under him from the top of the Golden Gate Bridge. He was overcome by different emotions. He had not known you could feel so many things at once.
*~*~
After Chris had orbed out, he realized what he had revealed to Leo.
'Damn, I shouldn't have done that.' He thought
He had no idea why he had told Leo he was his son. All Chris knew was that his cold, cool, unaffected exterior he had spent years perfecting had cracked and fallen away in seconds. He hadn't been able to keep the lie up. He had to let Leo know where he was coming from.
It hadn't surprised Chris that Leo hadn't believed him. He never did, never had. He had always listened to every word Wyatt said. Leo always said stuff like, "Why can't you be more like Wyatt?" or "Wyatt is special, he needs extra care. You need to learn to take care of some of your own problems. They can't be that bad."
Chris sighed. He was sick of all the emotions. He wanted to not feel. Chris smiled to himself. He knew just how.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chris asked the bartender for another drink.
"Are you sure? That'll be the 28th. I think your drunk." The bartender said.
"Hey. Hey, hey. Isn't the customer always right?" Chris slurred.
"Dude, calm down." The bartender replied.
Chris sighed. Yes, he was drunk. Yes, he was wallowing in self-pity. Yes, at this point all the memories of the past (future??) seemed so out of place in his mind, it was like they didn't even belong to him.
He gulped down the drink the bartender had brought him. He had to leave, tell someone, 'Someone has to understand what's going on inside my mind, don't they?' he asked himself.
He sighed inwardly. 'Yeah, right.'
He went outside the bar and started walking down an alley. Chris felt so drained... He needed to rest. He went over to a pile of boxes and sat down.
'I'll just close my eyes for a minute...'
~*~*~*~
Chris was awoken to the yells of "Chris!! CHRIS!!! Where the hell are you?!!!"
Still quiet groggy, Chris sat up and looked around. Only after seeing no one there, he realized the cries were coming from in his head!!
"Chris!! Get your ass home right now!!"
It was Piper.
Chris sighed. 'Now what?"
~*~*~*~