Chapter Four – Full of Fear and No Hope
Chris
opened his eyes. The sunlight grazed his face, and it blinded
him.
"Ah." He said rolling over out of the sunlight. He
blinked his eyes for a few minutes trying to get the bright circles
out of them. He then sat up right on his bed, he was still scared of
what happened, but he tried not to think about it. He grabbed a towel
and went into the shower.
"Morning!"
Piper said brightly.
"Hi." Chris said walking in, with black
pants, black shirt, and his swim sweat shirt. He sat down at the
table and his head made a "thud" as it the table. Piper looked at
her son, turned her head horizontally and smiled.
"Are you
okay?" She asked
Chris
looked up and saw his mothers smile. He smiled back. Just tell her
Damnit, tell her! "Peachy." He replied, as he lied.
"Uh
huh." Piper said attending to the pan of frying bacon and eggs. She
then turned them off and sat down at the table. "Do you want to
talk about last night?"
Chris seemed not to have heard her. He
picked up and apple in a bowl at the center of the table and examined
it.
"Christopher!" She said sharply.
"Hmm?" He said
looking at her
"Do you want to talk about last night?"
"Nope." He mumbled.
"Why?"
"Cause I said
so."
"Tell me what happened then."
"Maybe later." He
said smiled, and took a bite out of the apple, "Got to go, see you
later." He said getting up.
"CHRISTOPHER PERRY HALLIWELL YOU
STOP RIGHT THERE!" She snapped.
Chris stopped; he sighed.
Piper
stood up, and faced his back.
"Look at me!" She said
Chris
didn't move.
"Christopher," She said quietly, "You're
not leaving this house until you look at me."
Chris turned
around and faced his mother. Piper just stared into his eyes. "Now
what happened? Don't make me cast the truth spell on you."
"You
wouldn't do that." He said with a cocky tone.
"Chris, when
you come home you're ether tired or just you're plane self. But
you came home crying last-"
"I wasn't crying Damnit!"
Piper
walked over to Chris. "Don't you talk to me like that."
Chris
furious looked back into her eyes. "I am sorry."
"Now what
the hell has gotten into you?"
"I
don't know."
"Chris, you were upset last night and you're
upset this morning"
"So,
I am allowed."
"Yes, you are, but never get upset. The last
time you cry-got upset was when you were nine."
Chris
now, who seemed to hold a lot of anger in, seemed to leak through his
eyes. He wanted this mother to go away. He turned around and began to
walk to the doorway.
"Christopher!" Piper said.
"WHAT!"
He yelled throwing the apple, Piper quickly rose her hand and froze
it.
"Okay, that's enough; you're going to tell me right now
what happened one way or another."
Chris walked over to his mother, getting right in her face.
A
wide awake Wyatt, who heard his brother yell, walked into the
kitchen. And saw his brother face to face with his mother.
"Am
I?" Chris said
"You are." Piper replied
Wyatt was
confused. Never in his life had he seen so much anger in his
brothers' eyes or even the nerve to go up against his mother in a
fight, since Piper always won.
Chris anger seemed to vanish; he
stepped back, and took a deep breath. As he exhaled he's breath
became shaky, and Piper watched as a tear dropped from Chris' right
eye and he backed away into the wall. He could feel his heart
breaking, telling this would destroy his mother. She took a step
forward.
"Don't. Please." He said he looked over and saw
his brother standing their. "Oh Jesus." He said in embarrassment.
"What?" Wyatt said, looking at himself then his mom.
Piper
shook her head and put a hand up as if saying, "don't".
"Why
can't you tell us then?" Piper asked, "What happened that was
so bad, that you can't tell me?"
Chris looked at his mother,
another tear fell from his eye. He bowed his head and completely
broke down, his shoulders were shaking, and he cupped his hands over
his face. Piper walked over and hugged her son. Chris didn't hug
her back, just cried into his hands. Piper placed her hand on Chris'
soggy wet brown hair; she noticed how long it had gotten.
"You
need a haircut you know that right?" She said, as her son whield
into his hands. Piper couldn't remember the last time she could
remember him crying, he had always been a happy and brave kid.
Chris
didn't say a thing. She then took his shoulders, and shot her arms
out and looked at him. "Look at me." She said, "Please."
Chris
dropped his hands and looked at his mother. Piper wanted to cry,
seeing his son like this, it wasn't him. "I know you can tell me
what happened, please tell me." Chris looked at his mother. If he
was going to tell her, it was now or never. He took at deep
breath.
"I was-" his voice died. "I was-I was."
"You
can do it."
His heart was now being shuddered in his chest,
telling this to his mother was too hurtful and to hard.
"I
can't." He said though his tears.
"Please, let me help
you."
"I was rap-" His voice died, into another cry.
Oh
my god. Piper thought, He isn't trying to say what I think
he is, is he?
"I
was-"He tried, he was going to say it, and it was going to be said.
He, his mother, and his brother were all going to hear it. I am
going to say it. I am. Chris took a deep breath, he pinned
himself, and slid down, and broke down again. Piper walked closer to
her son and knelt in front of him. She placed her hand on his
knee.
"Christopher." She said, "Were you raped-"
"NO!"
He said out of horror. He didn't notice, but he began to shake, his
hands and his arms shaking out of fear. "NO!" he said.
It
all fits. Piper thought. It all fits. Oh god.
Piper was about to hug her son, again, but he orbed away. Piper sighed.
"Are you okay?" Wyatt said finally.
"No."
She snapped getting up. "I'll be in attic, and leave me alone."
She said storming out of the kitchen and into the dinning room.
Fearing the worst
"No, it can't be." She said, she was now
practically running, and she went into the attic and slammed the door
shut, and locked it. She grabbed a purple potion from the table and
threw it at the door, the door glowed purple. Magically blocking
agent, banning everything from entering through that door.
Chris orbed to the quickest place he could, the school gym. Standing there, looking at the pool, it was still, without character or movement Chris undressed; he had slipped his Speedo on as he was getting dressed. He carried his clothes over to the benches were the people sat to watch the meets. He then running as fast as he could dived into the water.
As Chris was underwater, swimming, little did he notice, a man was standing in the gym, watching him from the doorway. He turned around and locked the gym doors.
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Piper sat down, grabbed a pen a paper and quickly began to write things down.
Crying and very angry
She quickly wrote down
Aggressive and distant
She wrote down again.
Secretive. Not telling the truth. Crying about the thing, whatever it was. Phoebe's premonitions. Dark rooms, breathing hard, sex. Chris standing in locker room, then going dark.
Piper
stopped. She suddenly gasped and looked at the paper. She sat back in
utter horror, shaking her head. "No." She said, "It can't
be." She said. Not her son, her baby. The one who was always happy,
the one that was always full of life, suddenly seemed to be ripped of
it. It can't be, no this can't be the truth, their must be some
other explanation, she needed her sisters. She got up went to the
table, grabbed a lighter purple potion and threw it at the door, it
glowed purple again.
"PHOEBE! PAIGE!" She yelled.
Phoebe
came running in, and Paige orbed in, minutes later.
"Close the
door." Piper said
Phoebe
closed the door.
"What's wrong?" Paige asked, as she stood
in her school robes. Piper seemed distant, and picked up the pad
paper and held it close to her chest.
"Sit please." She said
"Piper."
Phoebe said
"JUST SIT!" Piper practically yelled.
"Paige, there is something you need to know." Piper began, She then explained what had happened the previous night.
"Oh
god." Paige said, with hand over her mouth, "and we don't know
what happened?"
"No." Phoebe said shaking her hand
"Maybe."
Piper said sitting at the opposite side of the table.
"Maybe?"
Phoebe replied.
"Read this tell me what you think." Piper
said, as she let go of the pad of paper and slid it across the table.
Phoebe and Paige looked at it. Paige looked a little confused and
Phoebe more confused.
"So?" Phoebe snapped
"PHOEBE READ BETWEEN THE LINES WHAT DOES IT MEAN?" Piper said standing up and pointing at the paper.
Wyatt walked up, and sat down next to the door, listening.
Phoebe
and Paige looked at it some more, and then Paige dropped her mouth
and looked at Piper with a horrified look. Phoebe looked at it
and…
"OH MY GOD!" She said, "Chris, no, no!"
"What?" Wyatt whispered, looking through the key hole.
Piper
who had tears in her eyes and anger looked at her sisters. "You
guys are thinking what I am right?"
Paige and Phoebe looked at
her.
"Rape." She mouthed, as if she couldn't bare say it.
Phoebe and Paige shook their heads.
"What?" Wyatt said in shock.
"I
should have had Wyatt give him a ride home, he could have been their,
prevented it." Piper said sitting in the chair.
"This could
have been seen or prevented, Piper. Don't blame yourself." Paige
said
"Piper, Chris needs us." Phoebe said
"You think?" Piper said.
"How
did you come across this?" Paige asked
"This morning. When
Chris came down, he wasn't himself. And When I asked him about it,
he got angry, and then cried."
"What?" Phoebe said
"Look
for yourselves." Piper said holding out her hands.
"What?"
Phoebe said
"Three way premonition." Piper said, "I am the
source, you're the receiver-"
"My
powers don't have premonition." Paige protested.
"Just try
it okay." Piper said
Paige and Piper joined hands, and then Phoebe touched Piper and Paige's hands and all three of them were dragged into a premonition.
"CHRISTOPHER
PERRY HALLIWELL!" Piper said standing up.
"WHAT!" Chris said
getting her face.
"What happened?" Piper asked
Chris
standing crying into his hands.
"Chris?" Piper said
knelling
"I was rap-"Chris orbed away.
Phoebe opened her eyes, Paige, and Piper followed. Piper had a tear in her eye that she wiped away. Paige looked horrified. Piper took the pad of paper and wrote down on it, Rape.
Chris must have spent over in hour in the water, dizzy and with a headache he got out and sat on the cement ground. Unaware that the man was standing only 50 feet behind him, and slowly walking towards him. Chris sat on the wall, dizzy and a headache. He was scared, something told him, not to be here. Get back into the water and orb home. But he didn't want too. He wanted to be with, he wanted…he wanted Bianca. That's who he wanted. But he left his cell phone at his house. Damn! He could orb there, but orbing into your girlfriends room isn't exactly ideal.
He then remembered what happened, he tried to shake it out of his head. His long hair, was shaking water everywhere.
The man caught some on his fingers, he put it to his lips. And sighed heavily.
Chris held his head in his hands, and tried to thing of other things besides what happened. He wanted to get back into the water, but that voice spoke again, RUN! Get out of here! What was going to happen, then he felt for his necklace, it was gone.
A pair of strong hands, grabbed around the neck, and pulled him back. Chris screamed.
"You're mine!"
