Chapter 17
Taking in the sight in front of him and studying the form Wyatt sobs became harder and a lump formed in his throat as he realized that the boy was now starting to breath again.
"That's it Chris, come back to me" the man said as his eyes began to clear up.
After a few more minutes the boy inhaled sharply and suddenly felt himself being pulled into very familiar and very strong arms.
That was close, he thought to himself not knowing if he wanted to hug his brother back or punch him in his damn face fore taking so long get to him.
The older man sat holding on to his sibling for a short while before pulling back and starring into his eyes. He was searching for something, anything that would tell him just what the hell the boy was thinking when he tried to kill himself. Was it because of him? No, no matter what Chris loved him, he knew that. It had to be something else, right?
Taking the boy's face in his hands Wyatt decided to stop guess and come out and asked the boy just what the hell was going on in the calmest manner possible, for him anyway.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING!" the man yelled.
The distant and terrified look in the boy's eyes caused him to soften a little and pull him into a hug once again as he whispered in the younger man's ear "You scared the hell out of me Christopher. I already lost you once and I don't ever want to know how it feels to be without you again" the man said before pulling back and kissing his brother roughly on the lips.
When he broke from the kiss his brother's eyes now held hate, disgust and dread. At first it hurt like hell that the younger witch loathed his touch and still thought of him as being some sick, vial, repulsive monster who only wanted to have sex with and torture him. Oh, if only the boy knew how much he truly loved him then maybe he wouldn't feel that way. Maybe with time he would come to except their relationship and then the three of them who spend wonderful nights together, loving each like it was always meant to be.
Taking his chance the older man decided to put his feelings into words and let the younger man know exactly what he was thinking and possibly make him understand how much he loved him and how much he wants and needs him at his side.
"I know you don't understand why I've changed the course of our relationship" he began as he helped the boy to his feet and lead him into the bedroom and taking a seat beside him on the bed.
"If only you could feel how much I truly love you Chris. You and Autumn belong with me. I'm the only one who will love you both the way that you need to be loved, dominated and disciplined"
Chris wanted to vomit at the sound of his brother's voice and the psychotic things he was saying and the worst part about it was that the man actually believed what he was saying. How could one hold such feelings for his own flesh and blood? How do you bring yourself to justify what you can clearly see is wrong, immoral and an abomination?
Wyatt could hear the younger male's thoughts and it cut like a knife but instead of being hurt like a normal person the twice blessed son got angry, but he wouldn't let his brother push him over the emotional edge like he did a few minutes ago, no he had to maintain control.
"Are you trying to make me angry Christopher?" he spoke in a raised voice.
"No" the boy said in submissive voice that Wyatt didn't recognize.
"Good. Then I strongly suggest that you reevaluate you sense of what's right and wrong before certain thoughts get you into trouble" the man said even louder this time. "But that's ok, I have every faith that you will start to see things my way, very soon"
"Yes Wyatt" the boy spoke with tears in his eyes trying to keep the man distracted for as long as possible.
Wyatt could not believe what he was hearing and seeing. Not only was his brother not giving him a hard time but he was being respectful and hadn't raised a hand to kill him. At this point Wyatt knew something was up, he didn't know what that something was, but the way his brother was acting it couldn't be anything good.
Would the boy tried to kill himself again and remove himself from his brother's life forever? No, he couldn't let that happen Chris belonged to him whether he accepted their destiny or not wasn't of any concern to him any more, all he wanted was to make sure that he kept a tight grip on his lover, brother and most prized possession. Those ungodly feelings of hurt and heartbreak left him as he turned back into his usual devil like persona.
"There's no need to cry my love" the man said as he wiped a stray tear from his brother's eyes. "Everything will work out just fine. You'll learn to like our time together and once I rid you of all those useless feelings of morality and all that is taboo, I promise that we'll be very happy together. Just you, me and Autumn. Now I'll leave you too your thoughts" the man said giving his brother yet another kiss on the lips.
But before he left he closed his eyes and concentrated hard causing the boy to look on intriguingly. Chris wondered just what the hell the man was doing and why. After several seconds he noticed that certain sharp objects in his room began to disappear. Once they were all removed his brother turned back to him with that smile that the boy hated so much.
"Sorry but I can't risk you doing harm to herself again"
"Gee thanks for caring" the boy said allowing himself to talk freely again sensing the group getting closer to him.
"Of course I care. After all I wouldn't want to lose my sweet little brother now would I?" the man said running a hand over the boy's features as he tried to pull away.
"Oh Christopher you've always been the feisty type haven't you? Well that can be a good thing. It comes in handy when having rough sex" the man laughed at the sickened look on his brother face before saying "Now you be a good boy and don't do anything that will make me angry. After all you wouldn't want me to take all of my frustrations out on the aunts" and then orbing away allowing his brother to breath a sigh of relief.
Moments later Autumn walking into his room with the rest of his family in toll.
"Chris" the boy's mother cried out as she made her way over to her youngest child and engulfing him the biggest hug her smaller frame would allow.
"Oh my God are you alright? Did Wyatt hurt you?" the boy's father said checking him over before hugging him.
Chris smiled widely, happy to know that his father cared so much about him. Now that didn't' mean that he completely forgave him for treating him so horribly but right now was not the time for a father son pow wow. They had to get out of there and fast before Wyatt came back for another one of their sessions and with the looks his brother was giving him once he found out he was ok suggested that the man would be back soon.
"Sorry guys but we don't have time for this we have to leave and fast before Wyatt starts asking for reports on everyone" Autumn spoke saying exactly what her friend was thinking.
"She's right" Chris said quickly putting on a pair of sneakers and retrieving a backpack from under the bed.
"What are we going to do about the guards at the front door?" questioned Phoebe nervously.
"Yeah, how are we going to get past them?" added Paige.
"With these" the woman replied pulling out three athame.
"How did you…" Chris began before being cut off.
"We don't have time for the whys and how's Chris we've got to go and we've got to go now"
"Ok. Is everyone ready to go?" Autumn said growing more and more anxious by the second.
"Wait I…" Piper said wanting to revisit the earlier subject. Unfortunately for her Autumn already opened the door forcing her to shut up and follow behind her.
The group made their way cautiously down the hall being sure to keep up appearances at all times. It was hard for all involved not to let a thought slip or an emotion show, knowing that the demons would pick up on it and immediately inform their master of the group's plans to escape.
Within a few minutes they had passed several demons going undetected before being stopped by the demons that kept watch at the front door.
"I'm sorry my Lady but I can not allow you to leave" the man spoke firmly.
"Who are you to tell me where I can or can not go?" the woman shot back angrily.
"I'm sorry my Lady it's just that Lord Wyatt…" the other spoke.
"Does Lord Wyatt know that you are disobeying his wife's orders"
"Again I am sorry my Lady but Lord Wyatt gave strict instructions that you are not to leave the premises" the man replied rather annoyed.
"Oh really?" the woman questioned showing no fear. "Well then since Lord Wyatt knows of my temperament then he wouldn't be the least surprised by this" the woman said grabbing an athame and plunging it into the disobedient demon's stomach before turning back to the remaining henchmen. "Now I'll tell you one more time. Move the hell out of my way. That is unless you want to join your very dead friend" the woman said stepping on the pile of ashes.
"Yes my Lady" the demon said stepping out of the way and allowing the group to pass through the doors.
"Ok, we need to orb back to the manor now before he gets back to Wyatt" the woman said grabbing the hand of her brother and law as the rest of the group wordlessly complied with her wishes and orbed away.