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Note: The song in this chapter is Ashlee Simpson: Autobiography: Undiscovered.
Coping With Two Homes:
Chapter 13: Crushed and Mistrusted Hearts
Chris orbed away, and Bianca started sobbing into her hands, not caring about the fact that Brian could orb in at any moment.
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Chris orbed in after Bianca and quickly ran over to her. He turned her around and looked into her eyes. "Bianca, I think we need to talk."
Bianca nodded. "I . . . I think you're right, Chris," she said, leading Chris over to the couch, both of them sitting down.
Chris looked down at the floor and sighed, then looked back up at Bianca. "Bianca, we can't keep doing this."
"Can't keep doing what?" Bianca asked, confused.
Chris stood up and started to pace without noticing it. "We can't keep getting in fights, and having them end with us telling one another how much we love each other! Relationships just don't work that way!" He sighed and knelt down next to Bianca, looking into her eyes. "You know that I love you. And you know that that will never change. I'll always love you. Forever. As long as I live. And that's exactly why we can't see each other. Because it hurts me so much fighting all the time with the woman I love. That's why I think that it's great that you and your guy friend are experiencing feelings for each other that'll lead to greater things. I want you to follow those feelings, instead of always thinking about me. We need to just go our separate ways. We need to be able to meet people and date them without thinking of how much we still love each other. Because we both know that we're not getting back together. And, we won't get anywhere if we don't move on with our lives."
Tears were streaming down Bianca's face as she looked into Chris's eyes. She nodded, swallowing hard. "You - You're right. We need to move on with our lives. But . . . But that doesn't mean that we can't still be friends, right?" she asked hopefully.
Chris smiled. "Bianca, we sure can't be enemies. We have a son to raise for three more years." He chuckled at the expression on her face. "That means yes. We'll still be friends. I don't ever want us not to be."
Bianca nodded and smiled as Chris kissed her on the cheek before orbing out.
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Bianca pulled a pillow close and sobbed even harder.
'Okay, Bianca, you need to pull yourself together. Maybe . . . Maybe Chris and you still have a chance. It's a possibility! Yeah, that's it! Look at the bright side of things! I mean, really, things could be worse. Somehow.'
Bianca smiled to herself and walked into her bathroom, washing off her face. 'A walk. A walk would be very refreshing and nice right now. It would be good for me.'
Bianca walked outside and started to walked down the street, but stopped when she heard some teenage girls listening to a CD outside, and the song caught Bianca's attention.
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Take it back,
take it all back now
The things I gave,
like the taste of my kiss on your lips
I miss that now.
I can't try any harder than I do
All the reasons I gave,
excuses I made for you
I'm broken in two.
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me empty and left to wonder
I need you
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me waiting and left to wonder
I need you
Yeah I need you
Don't walk away.
Touch me now how I wanna feel something so real
Please remind me my love
Take me back.
Cause I'm so in love with what we were
I'm not breathing,
I'm suffocating without you
Do you feel it too?
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me waiting and left to wonder
I need you
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me empty and left to wonder
I need you
Yeah I need you.
When I'm in the dark and all alone
Dreaming that you'll walk right through my door
It's then I know my heart is whole.
There's a million reasons why I cry
Hold my covers tight and close my eyes
Cause I don't want to be alone.
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me waiting and left to wonder
I need you
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me empty and left to wonder
I need you
I need you.
Cause I can't fake and I can't hate
But it's my heart that's about to break
You're all I need I'm on my knees
Watch me me bleed,
would you listen please.
I give in,
I breath out,
I want you
There's no doubt.
I freak out,
I'm left out,
without you
I'm without.
I cross out,
I can't doubt,
I cry out,
I reach out.
Don't walk away,
don't walk away,
don't walk away,
don't walk away
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(An: Sorry. But I was listening to my Ashlee Simpson CD and I realized that that was the perfect song for Bianca at the moment. Plus, it's one of my favourites. LoL. Oh, and you guys should know, if I ever just throw something out there that you're like 'What?' at, it's probably inspired by the CD. I listen to it when I'm writing because then I just get in my zone and I can't hear what's going on around me in my house. It works, and it works good. Though sometimes I stop writing to sing along to a song. That happens a lot, actually. Okay, I'm rambling now, aren't I? I'll let you get back to the story now before you come hunt me down and kill me.)
Bianca could feel the tears starting to flow down her cheeks again. She quickly ran back to her house and started sobbing on her pillow on the couch.
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The next night Phoebe sat on her bed, holding her pillow close to herself, tears silently flowing down her face as she stared at the wall in front of her with a blank expression.
Cole shimmered in and sat down next to her. "Phoebe, what's wrong?" he asked with a concerned expression, putting a hand on her arm.
"They killed Prue," she whispered, still staring at the wall in front of her. "The bastards killed my daughter."
"Who killed her?" Cole asked, starting to look pissed off.
Phoebe shrugged. "I don't know. Ask Brian."
"Who's Brian?" Cole asked, looking confused.
Phoebe turned to look at him. "Chris's son."
"Who's Chris?" Cole asked, still looking confused.
"Piper and Leo's youngest son," Phoebe answered, turning back to stare at the wall.
"Wait. And he already has a son that's getting attacked by demons?" Cole asked, knitting his brow.
Phoebe nodded. "He came from the future and decided to stay here. Wyatt, Piper and Leo's first son was supposed to turn evil. And he stopped that. Causing another Chris to exist in his time. So he stayed here. And got married to Bianca. Then they had Brian," she explained, looking back at him. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like some time alone, to think about Prue."
Cole nodded and shimmered next to Piper and Leo, who were kissing in the kitchen as Piper was trying to make dinner.
Piper screamed and pushed Leo in front of her.
"Cole?" Leo asked, confused, trying to protect a freaked out Piper by putting his arms behind himself and on either side of her.
"Yeah. Hi. Nice to see you again. Do either of you know where I can find Brian?" Cole asked, smiling at the way they were both scared of him.
"How the hell are you alive?!" Piper yelled from behind Leo.
"I have friends in high places. Or should I say: low places," he said, chuckling at his own joke.
"What do you want with Brian?" Leo asked, narrowing his eyes in suspicion at Cole.
"I just want to know who killed Prue. Because I want to kill those 'bastards' for Phoebe," he said, sighing.
"I can tell you who they were," Leo said, pushing Cole out of the kitchen. He turned back to Piper. "You stay in here. I don't want anything to happen to you. Who knows how evil he is at the moment."
Piper nodded and watched the two leave the room.
Cole sat down on the couch as Leo sat in a chair in front of him.
Leo sighed. "The guys that killed Phoebe's daughter are after Brian, my grandson. Technically. Well, they were. They're working for a 'company' that kills all the relatives of powerful witches, starting with the youngest generation. The weakest. They were attacking Brian, but now I guess they've given up on him, because they killed Prue. Which means that they're after my sons now. They've already tried killing them once. But luckily Chris called me in time, and they didn't have a chance to hurt either one of them. Anyway, the leader of the group now is a teenager. About seventeen. His name is Tony, according to Brian. He has a number of friends that are in league with him. They're all warlocks. But, fortunately, Brian is friends with Tony's little brother, Tommy, a witch." Leo looked down at the ground and sighed, then looked back up at Cole. "That's all I know."
"'That's all'? I'd say that's a lot to be saying 'that's all'," Cole said, smirking. He got up. "Well, thanks for the information, Leo. I'll just be following your sons around for a while, and after that, I'll leave you alone."
Leo quickly got up. "Excuse you? You're going to be following my sons around?"
Cole nodded. "Yeah. How else am I going to get those warlocks?"
"I don't know! But what I do know is that you're not going to be following my sons around!" Leo yelled, grabbing Cole's arm as he started to leave the room.
Cole smiled in surprise. "Leo, it's not like I'm going to hurt them. Besides, wouldn't you want someone there incase the warlocks attack them?"
"Yes, but anybody but you. I don't care if you say that you're not going to hurt them. Because, the fact is, Cole, that I don't trust you. After everything you put us through, I don't have reason to trust you," Leo said, glaring at him.
Chris1 cleared his throat. "Um, am I interrupting something?"
Cole smiled at Chris. "You must be Chris," he said, reaching to put his hand on Chris's shoulder.
Leo quickly cut between Chris and Cole. He glared hard at Cole. "Don't touch him."
"Leo, I wasn't going to hurt him," Cole sighed.
"I don't trust you," Leo said, crossing his arms.
"Okay, I admit that I wasn't the nicest person in the world right before your wives vanquished me, and I wasn't the easiest person to get along with, but I'm not evil. I'm the same man that was there at your wedding. You've have to believe, Leo," Cole pleaded.
"You know, I don't, actually," Leo said, raising his eyebrows.
"Is it so hard to trust someone who wants to protect your sons?" Cole asked, looking desperate.
"Dad, who's he?" Chris asked from behind Leo.
Leo turned to him. "You remember the stories about Cole, right?" Chris nodded. "Well, that's Cole."
"I thought the stories also mentioned the fact that Cole was vanquished?" Chris asked, looking suspiciously over at Cole.
"He was. But, he's back now. Somehow. Anyway, he's set on killing the guys that killed Prue," Leo said, turning back to Cole.
"Let him. They deserve to die. They killed my cousin and I will never forgive them for that," Chris said, crossing his arms.
Leo turned back to Chris. "Yeah, they do. But, Cole's evil. And he wants to follow you and Wyatt around. And I just don't think that's acceptable."
Chris sighed. "Dad, do you realize how over protective you are?"
Leo nodded. "Yes. I do. But I have a right to be, since I'm the father of two boys who are half witch and half white lighter."
Cole smirked. "He has a point, kid."
Chris glared at him. "Don't call me 'kid'. I'm fifteen. I'm a teenager, thank you very much," he said before orbing away.
Leo turned back to Cole. "You know how teenagers are sensitive about that kind of stuff." He cleared his throat. "Anyway, Cole, you cannot follow my sons around until I have proof that you're good."
"Well, then, I'll just have to get you that proof, now won't I? Or I can always just follow your sons around without you knowing it." Cole pretended to think for a moment. "Yeah, you know, I like the second one a lot better," he said before shimmering away.
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Chapter 13! Yay! Now it's bedtime! Yay! Cause it's 3:15 in the morning and I'm struggling to keep my eyes open, much less type. I wanted to give another story another chapter before I updated, but I'll just have to do that when I wake up, now won't I? Anyway, review! Ciao!
Hannah