Chapter 7

They stood silently around him waiting to hear his answer. His parents and his brother were standing around, all within three feet as their eyes burned into his body, fixated on him and willing the boy to respond. Chris was frozen with fear, shame and anger. He was afraid that his parents would hate him for his body responding in a way that he had no control over and for that he was a shamed. But the anger, oh the fury that made his blood boil was meant for only one person.

Wyatt.

His brother who was the cause for all the misery he had ever suffered in his life and now he had the nerve to show up here and ruin his relationship that he had just built with his parents.

How dare he?

How dare this bastard, this evil no go for nothing son of a bitch come back into his life and steal what little bit of happiness and security he had left after he had already taken so much from him? Didn't he have enough men and women around him willing to do whatever he wanted, including satisfying his every need? Why did he have to violate him, cause him so much pain and force him to hate himself? Why when there were so many others to choose from?

"Because none of them are you"

A voice he wanted to forget telekinetically invaded his mind.

"We both know how much I love you Chris. I'm the only one who does and the sooner you see this, the better off you'll be"

"That's bull shit and you know it Wyatt. You don't love me, you're obsessed with me, there's a big difference you freak" Chris's voice yelled out loudly to the older male.

"That's not true" the man answered back in an almost hurt tone of voice "I do love you. In fact I love you unconditionally, always have and I always will. Now once the truth gets out do you think you'll be able to say the same thing about them"

Chris didn't want to admit it but he knew his brother was right. His farther had freaked out at just hearing the accusation making him painfully aware of what his reaction was going to be once his brother's words were confirmed to be factual. Chris then decided to take a gamble and shift his gaze from the floor to the eyes of his parents hoping that he was wrong and would look up to see nothing but love in their eyes but unfortunately he was wrong.

His father was standing with his arms down at his sides with clenched fist at the end of both. He held a stare of disgust with just a glimmer of hope that his little boy wasn't some repulsive, sick, incestuous freak like his older sibling. That he was a good boy and had suffered at his brother's hands and had not taken pleasure in being with him. He hoped and prayed that his son hadn't put on an act to make them all believe that he was hurting and needed protection from his nightmares and not protection from the shame he felt. He then looked at the boy in front of him with an ice cold stare that he hadn't meant to give but then again once the boy denounced his brother's words and proved himself to be innocent and victim in all of this then he would take the boy into his arms and beg his forgiveness but as long as he remained silent he would not be shown any sympathy.

This sight before him made Chris's stomach turn causing him to recoil once more before moving on to the features that reminded him so much of his own, his mother's.

Piper was positioned next to Leo looking at her second child with love and despair in her eyes unsure what to think. Of course she knew that Chris would never respond that way to his brother's touch but his silence was forcing her think other wise. After all she believed that she had a pretty good since of whom her son was now and if the words of his brother weren't true then he would have said so the second that part of the memory had produced it's self. But instead the boy became quiet and withdrawn, even more so than usual and had decided to look anywhere else but into their eyes, until now.

Her little angled seemed so lost, hurt and devastated that all she could do at that moment was give him a weak half smile which looked more like a disappointed shrug while trying to keep the inequitable voice inside her head silent that was undoubtedly repulsed by him. She hated herself for it thinking that way but it was the truth, no matter how unjust it was, these were her true feelings.

Chris saw the pained and judgmental look in his mother's eyes again causing him to retreat and study the floor below. He couldn't take this. He felt so alone and unwanted just like he had right before he impromptu return to the past with his brother. Life was so unfair to him and all he wanted was to be loved and be free to live a happy fulfilling life with his family but no. He was now forced to deal with the fact that he was about to lose his loved ones for the second time. The pressure was getting to him and now all he wanted, all he craved was to be held and to be cradled in…his brother's arms?

What the hell, Chris thought to himself before suddenly remembering the potion. He was about to telekinetically curse his brother for what he had done to him but he was interrupted by his father's irritated voice.

"Well Chris. I'm waiting for an answer. Was Wyatt telling us the truth yes or no" Leo said now walking over to him slowly as Chris took a few steps back.

"What the hell's going on here?" asked Phoebe as she and Paige entered the attic.

"Piper, Leo is everything ok..." Paige trailed off before taking in the sight of their newest house guest. "What the hell is he doing here?" the woman questioned in voice full of rage as he mind flashed back to the torture he had put her family through the last time they were all together.

"Hello to you to Auntie Paige" the man said before blowing a kiss in her direction.

"You sick bastard" Phoebe shouted.

"ENOUGH!" the voice of the Elder rang out causing everyone to freeze in shock and stare at him as he turned back to his youngest son. "Answer me Chris" the man demanded this time in a calmer tone. "Just say that he's lying so we can deal with him"

"Leo please, can't you see how upset Chris is" Piper spoke up trying to help her husband maintain control in hopes that her son wouldn't have to confess what she already knew was true.

Chris looked into the glaring eyes of his father as tears streamed down his face as the sound of his heart beating blasted in his ears. He didn't want to say it, but then again he had no choice and judging from the look on his mother's face she already knew. All he had to do was say it and get the hell out of the house as fast as possible.

"Yes" came out in a whisper but because of the silence in the air everyone heard it loud and clear.

Piper instantly looked away from her child and put a hand over her mouth as she made her way over to the sofa and eased herself down as Phoebe and Paige rushed to her side not only to comfort her but to find out why they seemed to be badgering their younger nephew when it was his brother who was the bad seed. They didn't know much but they knew it was something big. Unfortunately, before they could get even one word out a loud thud filled the attic and they looked up just in time to see Wyatt throw his hand out and send the elder crashing into the wall on the other side of the attic.

"HOW DARE YOU!" the man shouted as they searched the room for the younger boy who sat on the floor holding his jaw while trying to hold back tears.

"What did we miss now?" questioned Paige as she studied the scene before her.

"YOU'RE GOT DAMN BROTHER IN LAW JUST HIT YOUR NEPHEW FOR NO REASON AT ALL!" Wyatt yelled out as his mother's cries increased.

There was even more harsh words and shouting be heard but Chris didn't care. His world had gone from ok to unbearable in just ten minutes and he no longer saw or felt the need to be there any more. His family had gotten the answer they wanted and once again he was all alone. From his sitting position on the floor the boy orbed out to his parents room where he had clothing in a black duffle bag. Next he grabbed some warm clothing out of it, dressing quickly to avoid having to face them again. He then picked up the bag and orbed into the kitchen where he took food to last him for two or three days. Taking one last look at the home he had grew up in, Chris wiped a stray tear away and orbed out to face the world all on his own again.