CHAPTER XII:
"I think you two need to talk!" Chris stated, and it was more like the order type of statement.
"Wyatt, Chris, the other Chris come down to help me with dinner!" My mom's voice dinned in all our heads and I was saved by the bell. I was down there faster than you can say orb, and the others didn't have any other choice but to follow.
"Wy and young Chris set the table please!" My mom asked us.
"What do you need me to do?" The other Chris asked her.
My mom walked to Chris and threw her arms around him, fixing his unruly hair she told him.
"I just need you to relax and have a good time and let us enjoy your presence; do you think your hyperactive personality could live with that for a while?" She said staring at him adoringly.
"I think I'll be able to manage that." He said with a broad smile. My mom kissed his forehead and went back to work.
"So THAT's what it takes to not be forced to help in this house?" Wy joked "If I would have known the secret sooner! You lazy bastard… you got killed just so you wouldn't have to help around the house!"
"Wy…oh no… you discovered my hidden secret!" Chris chuckled.
I couldn't help chuckling too; I could see the relief and happiness in my brother's eyes when I laughed, needless to say it made me feel horribly selfish.
The twins and Prue choose to come in at that point. They walked to the stove and grabbed some French fries.
"So… coz" Patty told Chris "how was your day? When are you planning to spend some time with the REALLY interesting people in this family?" She told him cockily sitting beside him, the two other girls followed.
"And… I am going to guess, that would be the three of you?" He said amused, shuffling her hair.
"Of course, do you even doubt it?" Penny answered him proudly. Chris laughed.
"How come THEY are not helping?" Wy complained "Last time I checked they didn't die in the past and they are the GIRLS, they should be the ones setting the table!"
"Maybe we are not helping cuz we have a VERY sexist cousin that should learn that just cuz we are girls it doesn't mean we have to do the house work." Patty answered sticking her tongue out. Chris and Mom chuckled.
"You are eight…were do you get to learn words like sexist? And all about the feminist rights?" Wy complained shocked, amused and a little irritated too.
"From my MOM, of course!"
"Of course!" Chris smiled, I guess thinking about Paige preaching on feminine rights.
"Chris… you awfully quiet, are you feeling ok?" My mom asked concerned, walking to me and putting her hand on my forehead…catching me by surprise.
"You are a little warm, it's everything ok?" She asked me really worried.
The second she said a little warm all the faces in the room turned to me and looked worried, which of course was horrible, they had worried enough, and I haven't even realized I was "a little warm" until she told me, I guess my problems wouldn't be as "fine and over" as I thought they were until the day of "the event" and this fight with Wyatt was upsetting me more than I wanted to admit. I was definitely tired of the worried faces and Wyatt's was the worst.
He was looking at me with the guiltiest, most concerned and caring face in the world and that made me feel even worst. He had been right when he told me that if I loved him and Emma, I should want them to be happy. I was being so selfish and Wy's reaction to my selfishness had been to tell me he would stop seeing her if I asked him to. He had always been there for me and was always super generous. He always thought about me first and came in second place in his mind. He had done so much for me and that's how I repay him? I asked to myself.
"Chris…is everything ok?" My mom asked again, this time pushing for an answer.
I fixed my stare on Wy, I could see how he was staring at me guilty and pensive.
"yeah, I am fine mom" I mumbled inexpressively.
"Ok, baby, if you say so… why don't…" My mom wasn't buying it and that's when Wyatt interrupted.
"No mom, it's my fault, Chris is all worked out about something I did!" He said devastated.
I pity my brother, poor dude, he hadn't done anything bad, really, he just tried to be with the girl he liked and I was the one that had acted horrible. Yet, he was torturing himself over this… I was a horrible brother!
"We need to talk." Wyatt said orbing me to his room.
Once we were in my messy brother's room, he started.
"Chris is my fault that you are getting sick again, right?" Dude I thought I was the martyr in here!
"I am not getting sick again, trust me I feel fine!"
Wyatt looked at me like he didn't believe me, then he probably didn't.
"I told you Chris, I will tell her tomorrow that is over, I will do whatever you want, just tell me and I'll do it. What would it take for you to forgive me? I can't stand it when you are mad at me!" Wy sounded pretty upset.
"I am not mad at you, Wy!" I said calmly.
"Then… Why?" He asked distressed and confused.
"Cuz… I am mad at myself… I feel guilty… I feel horrible about this situation. I mean, you don't deserve me to treat you like this… you don't deserve this… you are a heck of a bro and this is how I repay you? And still…" I was getting a little upset myself.
"What are you saying Chris? You are a great brother! I wouldn't change you for any brother in the world!" He interrupted me with conviction.
I looked at him thinking that either he was a very good liar or he had problems of perception. I could think of a bunch of better brothers than me, the "undead" one that he had downstairs was a fine example of one. But since I didn't feel like discussing the aptness of my traits as a brother, and how easily I could be a better one, I skipped that subject and proceed to try to improve my brotherly skills.
" I wished! The point is… I want you to be happy, I really do… and I also want Emmy to be happy… but…I am so scared that if you two hook up you will just forget all about me, you would be together all the time and I will be left alone, and you are my bro, my best friend Wy, and so it's she… I don't want to loose either of you and that doesn't let me think straight and I can't help it!"
"So THAT's what all this is about?" Wy chuckled, part of him relieved, part of him didn't seemed to believe it. I nodded. "Chris, that's the dumbest thing I ever heard!"
Ok… I am not sure that was the answer I was expecting…
"It's not dumb! Why are you saying that? I mean…look at YOU AND EMMA and look at me…"
"What is that suppose to mean?" he said looking confused.
"That you are you… you know… everybody wants to be around you, and you are super cool, yet super-nice, you are so popular and funny…" Wy interrupted me with a half annoyed chuckle.
"What is with people lately and telling me I am so popular! What's more… to use that as a weird excuse for reactions I am supposed to be having or something!"
"Well you are really popular!" I explained.
"Whatever Emma is even more popular than me…" I cut him off.
"Yeah… well that is the problem, I never even understood why the two of you hanged out so much with me… I mean, I know you are my bro, but you are not FORCED to be my friend and all… and she… I just never understood why you two would want to be with me…" Wyatt interrupted me, looking at me frantically.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT CHRISTOPHER? That is like the most ridiculous thing I ever heard! Except the part that I am not forced to be your friend…of course I am not, I love hanging out with you, and it hurts me to think you don't know that!"
"Yeah… I know… but it's just hard to believe… I mean, you are so cool, smart and funny and everybody wants to be with you!" I said shyly.
"well… thanks… I guess, but you are as cool, smart and funny as I am or more, and everybody wants to be with you too!" He said in a matter of fact tone.
"You really think that?" I asked eagerly, eyes Wide open in expectation and shock.
"Of course I think that… I mean, look how everybody fuzz around you all the time here at home!" He explained "Cuz you are our Little baby!" he baby-talked pinching my cheeks.
"OUHHH, stop it" I said freeing myself from his pinching "Yeah well that's my family and it's cuz the other Chris died on dad's arms." I pouted.
"Don't be ridiculous Chris, we all care about you, and because of you, not because of the other Chris. I don't see people ignoring you, now that the other Chris is here! And people outside the family? Ohh come on Chris, you are as popular as I am at school, everybody knows you!"
"Nah… they know me cuz I am a freak and a Halliwell, and they hang out with me cuz I am your brother or Emma's friend, and now that you two are getting together and forgetting all about me, nobody is going to give me a second glance!"
"CHRIS!" He yelled at me "I don't EVER, EVER want to hear you saying something like that again! I am never going to forget about you, no matter what, nor is Emma… I know her THAT much. And the rest of the people at school… of course they care about you, not cuz you are my brother or Emma's friend, but cuz you are witty and funny and a hell of a guy and everybody likes you. You should have seen how worried everybody was when you were sick!"
"Really?" I asked shocked and delighted.
"Of course Chris! And Emma and me were the worst! Chris everybody really loves you, it would be good that you start loving yourself a little, so you could realize that! I honestly can't believe that you can even think that I would stop paying attention to you for whatever reason you might think of! Have I ever not been there when you needed me?"
"No… you were always there" I said bashfully.
"What about Emma? I mean she stuck with you in the good and the bad, always, didn't her?" I nodded. "Then why do you think like that, Chris?" he said tenderly.
"I donno." I mumbled, staring at the floor in embarrassed.
"Honestly, bro…have a little more faith in me and Emma, would you? Cuz if you let your insecurities take the best of you, you hurt yourself, you hurt me, you hurt her…"He said gently.
"I am sorry, Wy." I looked at him sadly.
"I know you are." He smiled at me sympathetically.
"Will you forgive me?"
"Am I allowed to be with Emma?" He said with a bantering smile.
"You are allowed to be with whoever you want, as long as you don't forget about your little brother." I smiled smugly.
'You are such a spoiled brat!" He chuckled.
"It's all your fault, you are the one that's always spoiling me… well you and mom and dad, and the aunts…"
"It's cuz you are soo cute" Wyatt said imitating Phoebe and pinching my cheek "Yes you are! Irresistible."
" So… we are cool?" I asked him nervously, once he had his fun.
"You tell me!" He said with a happy smile.
"better than cool!"
"Well, then we should probably go back to dinner cuz they'll eat everything and I am starving!"
A/N: Ihave a fever so I thank everybody a TONNNNN for your reviews and I promise I will answer them personally once the world stop spinning so much!
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