"Where?" Wyatt asked her as Piper slowly got off the bed with Leo's
assistance.
"Downstairs, of course. We have to go tell Victoria something. Maybe, she can remember something to help us." Piper replied as she finally had her balance.
Piper looked down at her son. She was surprised to see him looking up at her in denial of what she had just suggested. His beautiful blue eyes the color of sunrise as he did. He shook his head vehemently up at her.
"No way!" Wyatt cried, his arms crossing over his broad chest.
"What now?" Piper asked, with her own hand already going to rest on her hip in her trade mark position.
She couldn't believe her son was acting this way. Here they were with an innocent - well maybe innocent wasn't the best term for Victoria. Since she sure wasn't innocent material after the power she had just showed them in the last few hours- who was downstairs waiting for their help at that very moment. Not to mention the fact that time wasn't exactly slowing down for them while they solved this riddle.
"There's no way in hell that I'm going down there now!" Wyatt repeated.
He got up off the bed quickly and took a few steps away from his parents. They both stared at him as if he had gone crazy, but they didn't have any clue how bad... how evil he had been in his last lifetime. Not to mention the fact that he had actually enjoyed every moment of it.
Everything was just moving too fast for him and he didn't know what to do with it. He wanted to take a breather, or something. He needed a few seconds to feel like his old self again.
There's no way of telling what he would do when he saw her again. He didn't know if his former self would react now that he knew who she was or had been to him. He didn't want to put her in any danger. Not after everything he had already done to her.
Of course, there was the little detail that he didn't want to face her. He wanted to avoid her at all costs. How could he even make it up to her? How could he make it all better for her after what his past life's actions had caused.
He wasn't going to play the fool and think that she would just forgive him, or even trust him now that he knew what he had done. He wasn't going to think this was something that could be easily resolved.
He really didn't want to face her after what he had done. He wanted to be as far from her as possible.
He didn't know how to handle the situation. He'd never been the evil one before. He'd always been the good son and the powerful guardian angel that protected everyone he possibly could. He had never been the one others were getting revenge with. Well, not others that were good anyways.
This was just too much to deal with.
"What now?" Piper asked, sighing.
She took her seat on the bed again. She had a feeling that this may take awhile longer to get Wyatt anywhere near Victoria again. Whatever he had done to her must have been worse then she possibly could imagine because the thought for him of being in the same room as Victoria was upsetting him more then Piper had expected.
She didn't blame her son for not wanting to deal with the situation. Especially, after she'd seen him beating himself up so badly over it.
"I can't face her after that." Wyatt told her. It was the best explanation he could give them. It was the simplest way he could say what he meant with words even.
"Wyatt, "Piper and Leo both said in unison, exasperated.
"I hurt her. Deliberately hurt her, mom."
"I know, Wyatt." Piper replied, wishing she could comfort her son.
"You can't possibly know what I did to her," he cried, throwing his hands up into the air.
"Whatever it was we'll work through it." Leo told his son firmly.
Leo was almost glowing as he stood beside Piper with his wise Elder ways shining through. Right at that moment, Wyatt could barely take his father's presence. He couldn't deal with his dad's good hearted 'we can get through anything as long as we're together' catch phrase nature. He wanted to tell his father to take what he had just said and shove it where the sun didn't shine.
They didn't know. His father sure didn't know what he had done in his last lifetime. It wasn't something they could work through. It was already set in stone. It was something he had done years ago to a beautiful defenseless girl that he had fallen in love with.
He had cursed her. He had been a curse to her from the moment he'd entered her life till the last breath she had taken. He had cursed her a long time ago with a great amount of power, and after all these years, he didn't believe that they could work through it. Not even if her life depended on it.
"You don't understand." he whispered, barely being able to control his powers as they rage inside of him.
He wanted to break something. He wanted to destroy the whole attic with his powers just so that he could feel just a little bit better then he did now. He wanted to release his inhibitions for one second so that he could regain his sanity and possibly his calm.
He didn't though. He just looked into his mother's unwavering steady brown eyes. Somehow, just by looking into her loving eyes she brought him down from the anger and confusion troubling itself inside of him.
"Try me," she said to him calmly.
He took a moment. Letting the words she'd said register in his mind, and then he answered her, "I hurt her. Not once but every chance I could get in any way I could find. I killed her family, mom." he said, pointedly. Then, he said to his dad pointedly trying to make him understand how evil he was. "I cursed her. I know what I saw. I don't know if I had any help with any of my power. I think I just did everything on my own. Which isn't useful at all to her because that means we can't save her. I'm not helping matters here. I'm only making them worse for her."
"Wyatt, get over it." Piper said, with her head in her hands.
It was the last thing he had expected from her. He was hoping for some concern. Maybe, a helpful heartfelt suggestion of how he wasn't evil and that would be okay. Instead, she had said 'get over it' as if it were an everyday occurrence that he realized he had been evil in his last lifetime and had cursed an innocent girl because of it. As if it were that easy to get over.
"Right, sure. I'll just do that. Watch me getting over it right now," Wyatt replied, bitterly.
Nice suggestion, mom. You really made me feel so much better about myself as well as the situation. I think I will just do exactly what you said. You want me to bend over backwards too? See how far I can go without touching the floor? He asked her quietly as he glared at his parents.
Get over it, right.
"Wyatt!" Piper cried.
"What? What do I do? What do I say then, mom? What's the best thing for me to say to her now that she has no hope in the world to survive tonight? What? You want me to say I'm sorry? Should I kiss it and make it all better? Or should I say something else to her? Should I say uh I'm sorry I brutally murdered your family right in front of you so you could have a first row seat to their deaths and then I decided to torture you because I had nothing better to do? Hope you aren't traumatized or anything because of it. Hope you can get over that. Then, what should I say almighty knowing ones? See you next lifetime? Hope the curse doesn't destroy you completely by then," Wyatt asked, laughing bitterly as he said his peace.
Piper shook her aching head. Sure he was right about it. She didn't know what he could do. It wasn't like this type of thing happened everyday. It wasn't like they had a manual to refer to about these situations that always seemed to arise in their family.
She had just been so tired at the moment, so irritable after everything that had happened that day, that what she said right then about getting over it was the only thing that had come to mind. Sure, it wasn't the best advice, but to her ears it seemed fine.
They needed to deal with what he had done. They couldn't cower up in the attic the whole time. So, the best thing she could think of was for him to get over it. Then, they would be fine. Then, they could try to find a way to save Victoria from the curse.
"Apologize to her then. Honey, I don't know what you should do. But I know one thing. She has until midnight. Which is in about four hours. So get your butt in gear and let's go downstairs and let's try to figure this thing out together." Piper told him rubbing her head.
"You aren't helping her by being up here avoiding the situation, Wyatt. We need you downstairs with everyone else. Seven heads are better then six." Leo told him adding his voice into the discussion in order to help relieve the tension of the situation on Piper. Then he added, "Especially, when number seven started this whole mess in his last life."
"I know, dad." Wyatt replied, taking a moment.
Taking a few deep breaths, he tried to collect himself as he surveyed the attic. They were right. They usually always were.
He couldn't hide up here when he was the much needed piece to the puzzle. He had to forget about what he had just witnessed for the time being and figure out a way to help her. Hopefully, there was one.
He still wished he could just not go. He wanted to avoid the situation at all costs, but that would never be beneficial to anyone. Especially, Victoria.
"Fine. Let's get this over with before I change my mind," he grumbled in agreement.
"Downstairs, of course. We have to go tell Victoria something. Maybe, she can remember something to help us." Piper replied as she finally had her balance.
Piper looked down at her son. She was surprised to see him looking up at her in denial of what she had just suggested. His beautiful blue eyes the color of sunrise as he did. He shook his head vehemently up at her.
"No way!" Wyatt cried, his arms crossing over his broad chest.
"What now?" Piper asked, with her own hand already going to rest on her hip in her trade mark position.
She couldn't believe her son was acting this way. Here they were with an innocent - well maybe innocent wasn't the best term for Victoria. Since she sure wasn't innocent material after the power she had just showed them in the last few hours- who was downstairs waiting for their help at that very moment. Not to mention the fact that time wasn't exactly slowing down for them while they solved this riddle.
"There's no way in hell that I'm going down there now!" Wyatt repeated.
He got up off the bed quickly and took a few steps away from his parents. They both stared at him as if he had gone crazy, but they didn't have any clue how bad... how evil he had been in his last lifetime. Not to mention the fact that he had actually enjoyed every moment of it.
Everything was just moving too fast for him and he didn't know what to do with it. He wanted to take a breather, or something. He needed a few seconds to feel like his old self again.
There's no way of telling what he would do when he saw her again. He didn't know if his former self would react now that he knew who she was or had been to him. He didn't want to put her in any danger. Not after everything he had already done to her.
Of course, there was the little detail that he didn't want to face her. He wanted to avoid her at all costs. How could he even make it up to her? How could he make it all better for her after what his past life's actions had caused.
He wasn't going to play the fool and think that she would just forgive him, or even trust him now that he knew what he had done. He wasn't going to think this was something that could be easily resolved.
He really didn't want to face her after what he had done. He wanted to be as far from her as possible.
He didn't know how to handle the situation. He'd never been the evil one before. He'd always been the good son and the powerful guardian angel that protected everyone he possibly could. He had never been the one others were getting revenge with. Well, not others that were good anyways.
This was just too much to deal with.
"What now?" Piper asked, sighing.
She took her seat on the bed again. She had a feeling that this may take awhile longer to get Wyatt anywhere near Victoria again. Whatever he had done to her must have been worse then she possibly could imagine because the thought for him of being in the same room as Victoria was upsetting him more then Piper had expected.
She didn't blame her son for not wanting to deal with the situation. Especially, after she'd seen him beating himself up so badly over it.
"I can't face her after that." Wyatt told her. It was the best explanation he could give them. It was the simplest way he could say what he meant with words even.
"Wyatt, "Piper and Leo both said in unison, exasperated.
"I hurt her. Deliberately hurt her, mom."
"I know, Wyatt." Piper replied, wishing she could comfort her son.
"You can't possibly know what I did to her," he cried, throwing his hands up into the air.
"Whatever it was we'll work through it." Leo told his son firmly.
Leo was almost glowing as he stood beside Piper with his wise Elder ways shining through. Right at that moment, Wyatt could barely take his father's presence. He couldn't deal with his dad's good hearted 'we can get through anything as long as we're together' catch phrase nature. He wanted to tell his father to take what he had just said and shove it where the sun didn't shine.
They didn't know. His father sure didn't know what he had done in his last lifetime. It wasn't something they could work through. It was already set in stone. It was something he had done years ago to a beautiful defenseless girl that he had fallen in love with.
He had cursed her. He had been a curse to her from the moment he'd entered her life till the last breath she had taken. He had cursed her a long time ago with a great amount of power, and after all these years, he didn't believe that they could work through it. Not even if her life depended on it.
"You don't understand." he whispered, barely being able to control his powers as they rage inside of him.
He wanted to break something. He wanted to destroy the whole attic with his powers just so that he could feel just a little bit better then he did now. He wanted to release his inhibitions for one second so that he could regain his sanity and possibly his calm.
He didn't though. He just looked into his mother's unwavering steady brown eyes. Somehow, just by looking into her loving eyes she brought him down from the anger and confusion troubling itself inside of him.
"Try me," she said to him calmly.
He took a moment. Letting the words she'd said register in his mind, and then he answered her, "I hurt her. Not once but every chance I could get in any way I could find. I killed her family, mom." he said, pointedly. Then, he said to his dad pointedly trying to make him understand how evil he was. "I cursed her. I know what I saw. I don't know if I had any help with any of my power. I think I just did everything on my own. Which isn't useful at all to her because that means we can't save her. I'm not helping matters here. I'm only making them worse for her."
"Wyatt, get over it." Piper said, with her head in her hands.
It was the last thing he had expected from her. He was hoping for some concern. Maybe, a helpful heartfelt suggestion of how he wasn't evil and that would be okay. Instead, she had said 'get over it' as if it were an everyday occurrence that he realized he had been evil in his last lifetime and had cursed an innocent girl because of it. As if it were that easy to get over.
"Right, sure. I'll just do that. Watch me getting over it right now," Wyatt replied, bitterly.
Nice suggestion, mom. You really made me feel so much better about myself as well as the situation. I think I will just do exactly what you said. You want me to bend over backwards too? See how far I can go without touching the floor? He asked her quietly as he glared at his parents.
Get over it, right.
"Wyatt!" Piper cried.
"What? What do I do? What do I say then, mom? What's the best thing for me to say to her now that she has no hope in the world to survive tonight? What? You want me to say I'm sorry? Should I kiss it and make it all better? Or should I say something else to her? Should I say uh I'm sorry I brutally murdered your family right in front of you so you could have a first row seat to their deaths and then I decided to torture you because I had nothing better to do? Hope you aren't traumatized or anything because of it. Hope you can get over that. Then, what should I say almighty knowing ones? See you next lifetime? Hope the curse doesn't destroy you completely by then," Wyatt asked, laughing bitterly as he said his peace.
Piper shook her aching head. Sure he was right about it. She didn't know what he could do. It wasn't like this type of thing happened everyday. It wasn't like they had a manual to refer to about these situations that always seemed to arise in their family.
She had just been so tired at the moment, so irritable after everything that had happened that day, that what she said right then about getting over it was the only thing that had come to mind. Sure, it wasn't the best advice, but to her ears it seemed fine.
They needed to deal with what he had done. They couldn't cower up in the attic the whole time. So, the best thing she could think of was for him to get over it. Then, they would be fine. Then, they could try to find a way to save Victoria from the curse.
"Apologize to her then. Honey, I don't know what you should do. But I know one thing. She has until midnight. Which is in about four hours. So get your butt in gear and let's go downstairs and let's try to figure this thing out together." Piper told him rubbing her head.
"You aren't helping her by being up here avoiding the situation, Wyatt. We need you downstairs with everyone else. Seven heads are better then six." Leo told him adding his voice into the discussion in order to help relieve the tension of the situation on Piper. Then he added, "Especially, when number seven started this whole mess in his last life."
"I know, dad." Wyatt replied, taking a moment.
Taking a few deep breaths, he tried to collect himself as he surveyed the attic. They were right. They usually always were.
He couldn't hide up here when he was the much needed piece to the puzzle. He had to forget about what he had just witnessed for the time being and figure out a way to help her. Hopefully, there was one.
He still wished he could just not go. He wanted to avoid the situation at all costs, but that would never be beneficial to anyone. Especially, Victoria.
"Fine. Let's get this over with before I change my mind," he grumbled in agreement.