Chapter Two – Into the Darkness
As the Halliwell's arrived home, it couldn't have been more of a grimmer scene, dreadful faces and silent tears. Paige immediately changed into her robes and went off to the magick school, Phoebe and Melinda went into the kitchen and started baking. Phoebe had always told Melinda, that she takes after her aunt about cooking. Leo went into his room, to be alone, same with Chris and Wyatt.
Chris couldn't stand it however staying in the same room with Wyatt, and Wyatt felt his pain, so he went down to the living room and sat. Leaving Chris alone in his room, in the darkness.
Chris sat on the edge of his bed, for he didn't know how long, and he didn't know much about anything no more, it didn't matter. His mother was gone and it was all because of him. He had killed her, it was entirely his fault and he would have to live with it, have it bear down on him everyday of his life. Have the weight of the sadness weight upon his heart just into the darkness of death.
Here remembered what his mother told him at the party.
"Chris, honey, don't
stray to far." As Piper hung streamers.
"Alright." He
replied
Chris squeezed his shut, trying to stop the tears. He hugged his knees, rocking himself, squeezing his eyes shut. But it was to much. This time he let everything out. Earlier when Wyatt was telling him to let it out, he couldn't, no in front of his brother. But he was alone, and just wailed into the silence. He let go of knees, crying hard, he couldn't breathe, he was hyperventilating. Tears streaming down his face, he looked for the garbage pail, and threw up in it.
He heaved and heaved until it hurt. But then everything hurt. The squeeze on his skeleton hurt terribly. He was on the floor now, with the pail next to him, with vomit in it. He collapsed on the floor, crying. Putting his hands covering his face.
"I need you." He mumbled through his tears, "Where are you? I need you. Why?"
As Chris tried to remember his mother as best as he could, all that came to him was the reoccurring moment of her death. Frozen on the wall, paralyzed by Thor, using a copy of Wyatt's powers, throwing an energy ball at her chest, killing her. The scream filled Chris' ears.
"STOP!" he yelled, "Please….s-st-o-pp" he said crying into his hands.
Phoebe knocked on Chris' door, holding a plate of fresh Chocolate Chip cookies, she opened the door silently.
"Chris?" She said as she turned on the light, she saw her nephew cradled on the floor sobbing.
Phoebe closed the door, put the plate down and laid down on the ground next to chris holding his hand. Chris looked at Phoebe's hand holding his, he didn't want to hold it back or anything. He laid their, sobbing.
Phoebe brushed his hair back, using her hand. She remembered when Adult Chris entered in her life, he was so strong, so willing, so bold, it's hard to believe that this is Chris. Someone so sad, so depressed, but it was completely understandable. Not that she was bashing her nephew, but it was just a sad time.
"Chris?" Phoebe said sitting up, "Can you sit up?"
Chris just laid their, not moving, he heard his aunt, he just didn't care. He wanted her to leave, he wanted her to take her damn cookies and just go away. He wanted to be alone, if anyone he wanted Wyatt their. Not Phoebe, Not Paige, Not Melinda, Definally not his father, Wyatt perhaps.
"I am always down the hall." Phoebe said standing up, she left the cookies, and left Chris alone. She didn't want to, but she knew that everyone needs to grief in their own private way in some way.
Chris closed his eyes, in sadness and the light bulb in his room exploded, pulling the room into the darkness of the night.
Wyatt sat on the couch, starring at the window. How could he let this happen? House could his mother die? He tried shaking his head getting the thoughts out his head. He still sat in his white button down shirt, and black pants. He suddenly smelled cookies, they smelled good. He heard Melinda walk from the kitchen, she stopped by the stairs, looking at Wyatt.
"Do you want a cookie?" Melinda asked
"No thanks, kid, I am fine." Wyatt replied.
"Well if you do, there is more in kitchen." Melinda said, as she set up stairs to her room with Phoebe. As he heard the door close, he closed his eyes and broke down. He grabbed a pillow from the couch and cried into it. He didn't only cry at the death of his mother but also that he has to protect the family now. He wanted his mother back.
"Mom?" He said looking up at the window through his tears. He only saw the black window. He put his face in hands, he sucked it up, he can't cry he needs to be strong. For a threat of Thor was still out their, he needs to be ready for anything. He stood up, trying to release what happened, then a wave of anger filled him.
"YOU LEFT ME!" Wyatt yelled, he picked up a crystal vase and threw it across the room. "WHY?-" Wyatt yelled picking up a the rocking chair, and throwing it across the house, he picked up the vase of red roses and threw it at stairs. He threw the stand in the stand in the dinning room that held up a plant down, he turned to the Grandfather clock, and threw an energy ball at it making it explode.
Paige orbed in.
"Wyatt!" Paige yelled
Wyatt did hear her over the explosion, he threw an energy ball at the couch in where in which was sitting.
"WYATT!" Paige yelled, he formed a energy ball, and Paige took his arm, Wyatt blinded by his anger, threw Paige across into the doors, he threw the energy ball into the portrait of her and Wyatt.
"YOU LEFT ME!" Wyatt yelled.
Paige looked up as he heard Wyatt yell, she never saw Wyatt this angry before. But it reminded her of when Piper lost Prue, just minus the huge power. Wyatt collapsed to his knees and sobbed into his hands. Paige got up and walked over to Wyatt.
"It's okay."
Paige said hugging him. Wyatt returned the hug.
"I can't do
this without her, I need her Paige. I need mom." Wyatt mumbled
through his tears.
Paige cried silently as she saw that her family was falling apart.
As Chris laid on the ground in his room, he orbed back to his bed, to weak to get up. He orbed onto his bed, he laid their crying, but through his tears, he saw his brother Wyatt's cutting knife from work…
