Chapter Seven – Looking into Broken Eyes
Chris sat in the chair of the family room in the Halliwell Manor; his parents at his side. A part of Chris felt like totally letting it out, and sobbing his eyes like no tomorrow and another part of him told him to suck it up and take it like a man. He had never been so confused in his life. He turned his attention away from his mother and to the floor again. He felt his fathers hand on his own hand. Leo, his father, always had the warmest touch, that could make you feel better, but this was not warm enough. Piper, his mother, had the attitude of "Bring it on" she fought and fought until their was nothing more to fight about. His parents, who had always looked so strong, looked as defeated as he was.
"Excuse me." Chris said getting up from the chair.
"Where you going?" Piper asked
"To my room." Chris replied not looking at his parents and walking up the stairs. Leo wanted to join him, but he didn't want to push his son over the edge.
"So
what happened?" Phoebe asked, as she, Paige, and Wyatt walked into
the room. Piper got up and sat on the arm of the Chair, and Leo on
the chair it self.
"Well," Piper said, "It was his swim
coach. Black."
Phoebe
gasped.
"I knew it! I always wondered why he was always rubbing
Chris' shoulders." Paige said, "I say we kick his ass!"
"No!" Leo said
"Why not!" Wyatt and Paige both asked
"Because
we have to plan it first." Piper said with a slight evil
smile.
"Oh, ha HA!" Paige said, "So what are going to do?"
"I don't know yet." Piper said trailing off into thought.
"Why didn't Chris use his powers?" Phoebe asked
"He told us that he tried and they didn't work." Leo said
"Huh?" Wyatt said, "That's not right."
"Well
their have been times where we lost control of powers cause we were
angry, sad, scared, or whatever. Remember the Sea Hagg Piper?"
Paige smirked.
"Don't tell me you're still on that!" Piper
snapped
"No.
Gosh." Paige replied.
"But they would still work even if he
was scared, they would just be kind of wild." Leo said, "Remember
our powers are tied to our emotions."
"Why don't we cast a spell to find out the truth?" Wyatt said
"Wyatt, that's personal gain!" Piper said looking at her son.
"No it's not. Well not if we word it correctly. We just ask for a sign or person to be summoned here to ask why Chris' powers didn't work."
Piper
frowned. Everyone else had the same look.
"Got any other better
ideas?" Wyatt said
"No." Piper said
"okay." Phoebe said getting up and grabbing a pen and paper, "let's think of a spell."
Chris laid on his bed. In his room. In the darkness. He could hear the voices down stairs, he wanted to know himself, but he was to morally weak to move. He thought of the attack, he could still the fist of Black pounding his chest and back. Why? Why was he attacked? There are much more attractive guys on the team, hell girls flock over everyone except Chris. The only attention he gets is from Bianca and horny freshman girls.. He then realized something, when Black said, "I needed to fell what others have felt!" He was talking about sex. Chris gave a slight giggle. He had never had sex with anyone. With anyone! Chris stopped breathing for a second, he was rapped. Chris sat up on his bed.
It
was finally sinking in.
He was rapped. He had forced sex with
someone. No, it wasn't supposed to be like this, it was suppose to
be special, romantic, with Bianca. Not his coach and with a man!
Before Chris could realize it he had silent tears were going down his face.
"We
summon now, forces far and wide, may not you hide, show us the truth
from what we seek, show us now, show us now!" Wyatt said reading
from the pad of paper.
Piper and Paige were holding back
laughs.
"What?" Wyatt said, "I told you I am not too good at
spells, that's Chris' department."
"Yeah, potions aren't
your thing ether." Paige said laughing.
"Hey, I am good at
vanquishing." Wyatt said proud fully.
"You are." Piper said laughing.
Then
living room flickered with lights and two men stood in white suits;
The Cleaners. The Charmed Ones stood up, so did Wyatt and Leo.
"What
the hell are you doing here?" Piper asked
"Didn't you summon
us?" The short bald man asked.
"The spell?" Leo asked
"Must be." Paige said
"You
don't know why Chris couldn't us his powers because-"Piper was
cut off.
"Was attacked."
"Yeah how did you know?"
Phoebe said
"Cause
we stopped him from using his magic." The Man replied.
"WHOA!"
Piper yelled.
"WHY?" Leo yelled after her.
"Magic must be protected, one way or another." The Man said.
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"You're supposed to be neutral!" Paige said
"We are!" The Man replied
"But
you let that man beat the living shit out of my son, while he was
trying to protect himself!" Piper yelled.
"People get beaten
every day, you think you're son is anything special?"
Piper
walked forward, ready to kill, but Leo pulled her back. "Don't."
"Why
did you do this?" Wyatt said through his teeth.
"The Charmed
Ones have faced us twice; it was by the order of the Tribunal that
this happened."
Piper
had fists and shaking with rage.
"However." Said the Man.
"However
what?" Piper snapped.
"We did miss one of his attacks, he was
able to throw Mr. Black into the pool using his telekinesis powers.
Because that power was exposed, it maybe stripped."
"NO!"
Piper yelled, she lunged forward and grabbed the Man by the suit and
pinned him against the wall. The man transported away from her
grasped and transported next to the other taller cleaner.
"Aggressive
behavior will not win our favor."
"You better be lucky that-"
"What?" Said the Man, "We deactivated all your powers before we got here; try and vanquish me."
Piper
smiled, "oh!" She said and gestured. Nothing. She gestured
again.
"Paige? Phoebe? Wyatt?"
"I can't orb." Paige said
"Nothing." Wyatt said trying to form an energy ball.
"I
am grounded." Phoebe said.
Piper turned on the cleaners.
"Know
this; we'll be watching you from now on, all of you." He said
directly at Wyatt. Wyatt snarled.
The cleaners glimmered out.
"URGH!"
Piper yelled as she punched the wall.
Phoebe and Paige were taken
back.
"Piper chill!" Leo said
"No
I will not, the Elders have gone to far this time!"
"It was
the Tribunal, not the Elders!"
"SAME THING!"
"Okay People," Phoebe yelled, as she whistled loudly. "How are we going to tell Chris this?"
A
silenced followed.
"I'll tell him." Wyatt said who had his
arms crossed. Wyatt walked from the room.
Piper sighed heavily.
"DAMNIT!" She yelled, she gestured her hand the wall, and a hole
was blown into it. She looked at it. "ASSHOLES!"
Wyatt
stood outside his brother's bedroom door, he didn't want to go
in, but he wanted to check up on his brother anyway. He knocked on
the door and slowly walked in. He saw blackness and heard
sniffling.
"Chris?" He said turning on the light.
"What?" Chris wiping his tears on his black sleeve.
"It's okay you know, to cry." Wyatt closed the door
"I am not crying!" Chris snapped
"Then what were you doing?" Wyatt said standing in front of Chris.
"Nothing."
"Nothing, yeah right."
"What the hell do you want anyway?"
"To talk."
"About?"
"You."
"Why?"
"Because I am worried."
Chris stopped and looked up at his brother, Wyatt Halliwell, the Wyatt Halliwell was worried! No fucking way. Wyatt was never worried! He is lying. Laugh in his face; show how big of a liar he is.
"Yeah right." Chris said "Wyatt admit it, you never get worried."
"I am worried. Right now."
Chris was taken back. Maybe he isn't lying.
"Chris
look at me." Wyatt said as he turned the desk chair around and sat
on it. "I know what you're thinking."
Wonderful he is
using his Telepathy on me, great! Just fucking great!
"Don't
swear!" Wyatt said firmly, "I know that I act like I am macho and
like I give a damn about anything."
Don't Swear!
"Shut up! Look I am always thinking of you guys, twenty-four, seven."
Yeah Right!
"Seriously!"
So you're thinking me when you're fucking Alicia?
Wyatt smiled. "Maybe not then, but will you actually talk to me and not have me read your mind?"
"No."
Chris said he had slight shudder in his voice.
"Why?"
Chris looked up. Wyatt saw his eyes were red, and broken. "It hurts to talk. It hurts to breathe. It hurts to walk, especially to walk."
"Look."
Wyatt said looking straight into his brother's eyes, "I am sorry
that it happened to you. And if I had the power I would reverse time
and stop it from happening."
"Then why don't you?"
"Cause
as powerful as I am, I can't."
Cocky ass!
"Chris
look, I am sorry. But I promise you, we will get the son of a bitch
who did this."
"Okay say you kill him." Chris said who had
tears in his eyes, "But I still have live it with it everyday that
I was rapped. Everyday!"
Wyatt's face went from stern to gentle.
"Look you're strong, you can fight someone off, but me I can't! Sorry if I was weak sorry I couldn't fight him off, but I tried Wyatt, I really tried!"
"Chris,"
"NO Wyatt! He held me down pinned me, and rapped me, and I have to live that! And it kills me everyday, every hour, every minute, every second, I can't stop thinking about it! It's killing me."
Wyatt
kept his tears inside his eyes. Chris was now practically
sobbing.
"Ya-yo-you know that it's not fa-ir."
Wyatt got
up from the chair and sat on the bed next to his brother.
"It's not. You get all the girls,"
"You
got Bianca."
"yeah, but-fuck! Listen! You have gotten
everything from day one! The first one to get a bike, the first one
to go to Los Angeles, the first of everything! And me, I am always
left in the dark, and because of that I got the ultimate punishment."
"No, you're not being punished bud. You're not."
"then what do you call it?"
Wyatt
thought. "I don't know."
"You never know." Chris snapped
Wyatt
tried to hugged his brother.
"No! God you're as sappy as mom
is." Chris stood up and walked into the center of his room, where
he stood.
Wyatt looked his brother. Then Chris fell to the
ground, a thud filled the room.
"Geez!" Wyatt said going to
his brother, "are you okay?"
A scream filled the room, it was full of anger and hate, Wyatt was taken back, and stayed back and Chris curled up into a ball on the ground and cried harder then ever before. Wyatt sat next to him, and placed his hand on his back rubbing in circles trying to give him comfort.
Then someone knocked on the door. "Everything okay?" Paige said
"Great. Go Away."
"Come on buddy, its over." Wyatt said into his younger brothers ear. Chris listened but he cried, he tried to sit, up, and he bowed his head and cried. He leaned his head onto Wyatt's shoulder and Wyatt hugged his brother.
Wyatt
wiped a tear from his eye.
"Chris please, try and fight this. I
know it's hard."
"No you don't. you don't." Chris said
through his sobs.
"Why?"
"Every time I close my eyes, sleep, or just try and think, I think of Black. And it still hurts. It hurts Wyatt!"
"Chris-I am so sorry this happened to you, I really am."
Chris looked up, again the he looked into the mirror. Chris' tiny swimmer body next to Wyatt's muscular body.
"Look." Chris said at the mirror.
Wyatt
looked up.
"Who would win one of us pinned down? Who?"
Wyatt
saw what Chris meant. Chris then bowed his head and cried. Wyatt then
hugged his brother. And for the first time in a long time Wyatt
Halliwell had a tear or two falling from his cheek. He couldn't let
his brother's attacker walk out there, he had to die. He had to
stop doing this. How many other people on the team have been
attacked? Jesse Orlando didn't looked to happy. Him, maybe? Wyatt
just shook his head, and hugged his brother. Chris cried into Wyatt's
shoulder. Wyatt and Chris sat on the floor for almost an hour, until
Chris pulled away.
"Help me, Wyatt." Chris said,
"Please."
Wyatt nodded, has he wiped a tear from his eye.
"I will." Wyatt replied.
Twenty Minutes
later, Wyatt opened Chris' door and closed it behind him. He looked
down at the living room, he heard "Quiet!" from his mother. He
looked down. No! He had no time to talk to his mother or his aunts.
Wiping his eyes dry one last time. He went down the hall into his
room. He closed the door behind him, and locked it. He had no time to
chat, he had to plan.
"No one messes with my brother and gets
away with it." Wyatt said as he pulled out a box titled, "Torture
potions."
