Chapter 2: The Secrets, The Pain, The Lies

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The demon shimmered away. Chris yelled really loud casing Aunt Paige and mom to come running. Of course I didn't know this at the time since I was still out cold, but Chris told me about it later. Mom and Aunt Paige did come running, nearly tripping over my unconscious form. Mom immediately bent down trying to revive me. Chris quickly told her and they ran to the attic to search the Book of Shadows for the demon leaving mom to stay with me.

Mom called and called for Uncle Leo, but he didn't come. He never did. In all the frenzy over my unconsciousness, no one noticed the knife Chris slipped back into his pocket. Aunt Paige ended up getting Wyatt from his early morning football practice to come heal me. I was healed immediately and I was perfectly fine. Mom called aunt Piper and they immediately went to find the demon and vanquish him. Mom got weird when a demon tried to hurt me.

Wyatt went back to football and I was left alone again, alone with Chris. I felt his anguish again, as sharp as ever. It was time for me to talk to Chris, find out why he's feeling the way he is. I walked timidly towards Chris. "We need to talk", I said. Chris sighed and ushered me to his room.

I explained what had happened, "I developed empathy. I can feel what you feel, the pain, the anger, the fear...everything. I know you were trying to kill yourself. What I need to know is why." He sighed again and began to explain. He tried his best to please everyone, but his best was never good enough. Mom and the aunts were always yelling at him for every single thing. He had no friends at school, every one thought he was to weird. But mostly, it was Leo who hurt him.

Leo was never there for him. He was there for the rest of the world, but never for him. He's missed his recitals, his performances, his soccer games, his birthdays, but he's never missed anything of Wyatt's. He didn't love him. He acted as if he didn't exist. On the rare occasions that he did talk to him it was never anything nice. Chris sadly said, "The last time I saw him I got a D on a Magic History test because I didn't understand the questions. He said I was an embarrassment to the Halliwells and he only had one son." And then I found something out... Two things actually...

I didn't let him finish. I didn't need to hear anymore. With my combined powers of empathy and telepathy I knew the rest. And the rest was the most terrible of all. I knew it was the real reason Chris was feeling the way he did.

I noticed that a tear made its way down his cheek. "That's it!" I said. I made my way up to the attic. "What are you doing?" Chris called after me.

"I'm giving uncle Leo a piece of my mind". I reached the Book of Shadows and began quickly flipping. I stopped at the spell I knew would bring uncle Leo to me no matter how busy he was with his avatar duties. I took 5 quartz crystals and formed a circle. Then I confidently said the spell with Chris was standing behind me.

" No matter where he be,

Bring him now here to me.

You know the one whom I desire.

Bring him here

In a burst of fire!"

There was a burst of flame and Leo appeared in the centre of the circle looking rather disgruntled.

"We need to talk about how you've been treating Chris," I said coldly. I couldn't help it. Empathy was really hard to control. I was talking to my uncle Leo as Chris would have if he wasn't standing silently in the corner. Then uncle Leo thought something that made me freeze with disgust.

Did I mention I did that sometimes? Hear what people were thinking accidentally? It's gotten me into trouble more times than I can count. Now I can mostly control it. I only accidentally hear people's thoughts when the thoughts are extremely violent or emotional. Uncle Leo's certainly were.

"Bastard", I whispered looking at uncle Leo with pure hatred. Then I kicked him. It wasn't just any kick. It was a stinging round house kick delivered to his head, harder than I would have kicked any demon. Mom chose the moment to walk into the room just as uncle Leo fell to the floor.

"Mel!" she said in her shocked voice, "what was that for?!"

"You don't know what he did," I whispered, " He killed uncle Kevin."

Mom was stunned at this news. "Are you sure?" was all she had managed to ask.

"Positive", I said vehemently, staring at uncle Leo. I was positive. When I heard those thoughts, I knew.

Inside my head I heard uncle Leo think those chilling thoughts.

You're getting to nosy for your own good. I might just have to kill you just like I killed your uncle Kevin, Uncle Leo had menacingly thought...

TBC...

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