Want to say sorry to The Wyatt Halliwell, I didn't mean to take from your story, it just gave me the ideal. I have rewritten this chapter, I hope that it is better now. If not write an tell me an I will change it.

Chapter 1

1232 Prescott St. 6:30 a.m,

San Francisco

October 12th 2020

It was just another cold an rainy day, another perfect day at the Halliwell Manor, thought the teenage boy as he looked at the clock on his bedside table. He was laying on his stomach, thinking that may-be he would just skip school today. An may-be go to the skate park, hang out there for the rest of the day. There was a knock on his door.

"Chris, time to get up." said his mother as she poked her head in to his room, Chris was laying on his stomach an was hanging halfway off of the bed, his covers were pulled only up to his waist. His room was a mess; there were cloths everywhere, along with skates an skateboards. There was even a surfboard standing up in one of the corners of his room. His mother just sighed as she looked at Chris on the bed, as he just groaned. He lifted his head an looked over his shoulder at his mother as she looked around at his room.

"I'm up, I'm up." said Chris as he flopped his head back down on to the bed, wishing that he could just go back to sleep. His mom just smiled at him, she knew that he was awake now.

"Just hurry up, you don't want to be late to school." said his mom as she left, closing his door for him. Chris laid there for a few seconds then got up; he grabbed a box from out of his sock drawer. It was a small, thin wooded box, he opened it an pulled out some pill. He popped one white pill in his mouth;, swallowing it with out water. He had been doing that for the past three weeks. Mmm, Morphine, taste sooo great. It always made him feel better, it made him feel all floaty an good. He thought as he grabbed the cloths that he was going to wear an headed to the bathroom, he showered then he headed downstairs. He looked in to the kitchen an saw that his mother was cooking breakfast, an his Aunt Paige was talking with her. Damm, their stupid Friday morning breakfast thing, thought Chris as he walked in an went to the icebox, an grabbed a drink out of the icebox as his mom just looked at him. He has his hair spiked an was wearing olive baggie cargo pants an a black t-shirt that was about two size to big for him.

"Chris, aren't you going to have something to eat?" asked his mother as she looked at him, why was he wearing those cloths? He use to dress so nicely an neatly, thought his mom as she looked at Chris real close.

"Not, hungry Mom." said Chris as he kissed his Aunt hello, then his mom. He turned to go, but his mom grabbed his arm, stopping him. She forced him to turn around.

"Chris, you didn't have anything for dinner, an don't say that you did because I that you didn't. Now, your going to sit down an eat something, NOW." said his Mom as she looked Chris in the eyes, Chris was not happy about what his mother had just told him.

I'm not hungry, now I'm going." said Chris as he pulled his arm free from his mom. He turned once more to go, but his mom stopped him once more.

"Chris, you need to eat, please. Now, I can make you some blueberry pancakes, just like you like them?" said his mom as she tried to persuade him to eat.

"No, I said that I'm not hungry. So just back off an leave me the HELL ALONE, PIPER." yelled Chris as he pulled his arm away from Piper, this time pushing her just a bit away from him as he rushed out of the house. He went out to his midnight black SUV that was parked out front of the house. He got in, he was so mad why did she have to tell him what to do, he was seventeen. He was a senior in High school, he was old enough to decide if he wanted to eat or not, he didn't need his mother to tell him what to do. He hit punched the dashboard of his truck, he hung his head, he was in sooo much trouble when he got home. He had called his mother Piper, an told her to leave him the hell alone. He was lucky that his mother hadn't blown his ass up for talking like that to her, he thought as he hung his head. Then he looked up an around, making sure that none of his cousins, or anyone else was outside watching him. He reached over an opened his glove compartment, he grabbed a small wooded box, opening it he pulled out a bottle of pills. He shook out one of them, an popped it in his mouth, dry swallowing them. He sighed as he waited, them calmed him down, he was no longer mad. He no longer wanted to hit something, he then started his truck an backed out of the driveway, an went to school. Back at the manor, Piper was looking at the front door that her youngest had just stormed out of.

"Oh, I could kill him." said Piper as she rang the imaginary neck of her seventeen yr old in her hands, then she turned around to Paige who was trying not to laugh. An not doing to well, as she let out a little laugh, see quickly covered her mouth. Piper just gave her a look, then she to laughed.

"Just you wait, Missy Paige. Nick is getting to be that age, an one of these days will do the same thing to you to, an I'm just going to laugh my head off. It's just, did you see the way that he is dressed, he never use to dress like that." said Piper as she walked back to the stove, Paige just shook her head as she got up an poured her self another cup of coffee.

"Piper, he's just acting out, it's a phases that he'll grow out of. An then he'll return to the normal hyper boy that he has always been." said Paige as the front door of the house opened up an in walked Phoebe, carrying her youngest child, Melinda.

"Hey, what's going on?" asked Phoebe as she put Mel in the playpen that was set up in the kitchen.

"Chris just blow out of here. An he didn't even eat, an I know that he didn't eat anything last night. I'm worried that he is not eating enough, he has lost so much weight since… you know, that I'm worried about him. An it's not just that, or the fact that he is dressing different, Paige, you saw him. When was the last time that Chris told me to just back off an leave him the HELL ALONE, an called me PIPER. I'll tell you when, never. He has been like another person for the last month; if he was a girl I'd be taking him to the doctor to find out if he was pregnant." said Piper as she started cooking once more, then looked over at her sisters as the started laughing, she grinned she turned back around to cook.

"Oh Piper . He'll be ok, you just need to give him some space." said Phoebe as she thought about what Piper was talking about, Chris had been shot six months before. An he was still having trouble with it, the girls looked at Piper. Then Piper served breakfast, an they started eating an talking; about their kids, what to do about Chris, an how Wyatt was doing in collage. It was his freshmen year, an he had just started. Then they talked about the shopping that they were going to do, then they went an did said shopping.

Bayview High School

7:45 a.m

At the same time Chris was just getting to school, he pulled up just as the first bell rang. Damm, that was cutting it short, he thought as he rushed in to the school an to his locker. He put his books in, an took out the ones that he would need for his first class. His girlfriend an some of their friends walk up at that point. His girlfriend grins up at him as she rushes up an kisses him long an hard.

"HI, Bianca." was all that Chris says as they started to walk to their first period class, him an Bianca walking hand in hand.

"Hey, Chris. You know that that is the fourth time in almost a month that you have been late for school?" said Bianca as they walked to their class. She looked up at Chris an knew that he was stoned, that had been happening a lot here recently.

"I have things to do in the morning, that's all." said Chris as he at his watch, thinking about taking a trip by his locker after class. He needed a pick-me up if he was going to have to deal with Bianca in this mood.

"Chris, this is so unlike you. You have been coming to school stoned more an more in the last few weeks, why?" asked Bianca as she took his hand from her waist an turned towards him.

"I have not! Bianca, you don't know what your talking about. Lets just get to class, don't want to fail do we?" asked Chris with a sneer on his face, he had stopped caring about his grades, an Bianca knew that.

"Chris what is going on? You have started to hang out with Kevin Adams an his crowed, you have let your grades slip, an its only the second month since we have been back in school. Chris, what's wrong?" said Bianca as she reached up to touch his face, but he pulled back from her touch.

"Well, I guess that you don't know me as well as you think that you do. There's nothing wrong." said Chris as he turned an stared to walk off, but Bianca reached out her hand an touched his shoulder, Chris whipped around an brought up his hand to strike Bianca as he yelled at her.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT!" said Chris as he was about to hit Bianca, who brought up her hands to shield her face from the attack. Chris saw the fear in Bianca's eyes as she lowered her hands; he stumbled back as one of their friends rushed to Bianca's side giving Chris a very dirty look. Chris turned an ran for the bathroom, he rushed in to one of the stalls an started throwing up, but since he hadn't had any thing to eat all he did was dry heave. He couldn't believe what he had almost done, he sat back against the stall wall an looked down at his hands, they were shaking. He got up shakily an orbed to the supply closet that was closet to his locker, then he waited for some of the kids to go by then he slipped out of the closet. He rushed over to his locker, pulling out a small wooden box that had a bag with a number of pills in it, he grabbed a number of them. Not even noticing what he was taking, an dry swallowed them. Mmm… that feels so much better, thought Chris as he walked on to his first class of the day. He then started to feel not right. As he walked, the hall started to turn, spiraling all around him. Chris tried to grab the hall, but he has to far from it, an he stumbled. He reached the wall, then he turned around an sat down, putting his head in his hands. His head was killing him; it was like some one was pounding his head. There was a scream off in the distance; he looked up an all of a sudden he was outside. In front of the gym, it was a bight sunny day, he looked around him. He saw his car, an Lori; she had her swim bag with her, it was the DAY. He shut his eye's, an started screaming, screaming at the kids coming out of the gym to get back in. But no one was listening to him, they were just walking on. But in reality he was just screaming, rocking back an forth, as he clutched his head in his hands. He was having a real hard time breathing, it felt like some thing was on top of his chest. Some one called out to him, it sounded like they were far off, as he opened his eye's he saw that he was back in the school hallway. An one of the teachers was coming his way, but Chris didn't have the strength to get up.

"Mr. Halliwell, are you ok?" asked the man as he reached out a hand to put on Chris's shoulder. But Chris jerked back from the man's touch, then he let out another scream as he saw blood on the walls. At this time the bell rang an first period class let out, kids rushed by, not paying Chris any mind. Bianca an some of their friends came up an Bianca saw Chris on the floor, she rushed over to him as he laid down on his side, curling up in to a ball.

"Chris, baby, are you ok?" said Bianca as she dropped down to her knees, grabbing his hand. They were cold, she looked in to his eye's they were dilated an he looked right through him as she looked at him. She pulled open his mouth, an she knew what he had done, she pulled off her jacket an handed it to one of the people around them ad told them to hold up. Then she stuck two of her fingers down his throat, Chris felt someone shove something down his throat. Then he felt an explosion in his throat an Bianca turned him over so that he could throw-up all that was in his stomach; what he throw-up was a white acid, an orange bile. Bianca looked around at those gathered around an saw her friend Dana, she motioned for Dana to come over. Dana came over an crouched down beside Bianca.

"Dana, go get as much water as you can, there's money in my purse." said Bianca as she felt his forehead, he was burning up. Dana nodded an took off to get the water. An his heart was racing, she noticed as she put her hand on his chest. What have you done Chris! Thought Bianca as Chris tried to roll back on to his back, but he couldn't do it by himself. Bianca had to help him, he was shaking very badly as he laid there.

"Miss Rhodes, what is going on with him?" said the teacher, as he looked down at Chris, who was still breathing hard. The blood an the screams had gone away now, an he knew that Bianca was by his side. Dana came back an handed Bianca two of the bottles, while Bianca tried to open Chris's mouth once more, she need to get as much of this water in to his mouth as she could.

"Chris, baby, open your mouth. Baby come on, I know that you can do it" said Bianca as Chris barley opened his mouth, she poured a small amount of water into his mouth. He swallowed an she did it aging, while Dana put her hand on his chest. She looked up at Bianca an mouthed that his heart was going fast.

"Just tell me." was all that Bianca said as she poured some more water in his mouth.

"His heart is racing, an he is burning up. Do you know what he took?" asked Dana as she looked at Bianca then down at Chris. A Chris that was like a stranger, Chris had never done anything like this in the eight years that she had known him. Bianca just shook her head that no she didn't know what he had taken.

"Miss Rhodes an McKnight, how is he?" asked the Principle as she walked up to them, Chris was starting to cool off an his heart wasn't going as fast as it had been. He opened his eyes for a minute, but he was still to out of it, then he closed them once more.

"He's ok." said Bianca as she poured yet another bit of water into his mouth, Chris was cooling down an his heart had slowed back down. He opened his eyes an looked up at Bianca, then he turned his head an saw that there were a number of people around them.

"Chris, can you stand up?" asked Bianca as she handed Dana the last empty bottle, as she helped Chris sit up. Then Dana's boyfriend, David helped Chris up, an helped Bianca get him out to the parking lot. Then she shimmered them to her house, were she laid Chris down on her bed.

Chris was out of it for nearly six hours, an Bianca was getting a little worried about him, as he just laid there curled up. He had cried out in pain a number of times, she was just thinking that she might have to call his father when Chris finally woke up. He was on Bianca's bed, he knew that, but the room was still spinning. An he was still having a hard time breathing, he tried to sit up but he couldn't.

Bianca's House

2:50 p.m

"Chris, baby. Are you alright?" asked Bianca as she sat down on the bed next to Chris. Chris just shook his head that no he wasn't alright. Bianca grabbed a bottle of water that was on her bed stand, an helped him take a drink of water. Then he laid back down on the bed, just looking up at the ceiling.

"Chris, what happened? What did you take?" asked Bianca as she looked down in to his eyes, there was such pain in them that her heart broke. Chris tried to turn his head away from her, but Bianca wouldn't let him, lightly touching his chin she turned his head till he was looking at her.

"Chris, I love you. I just want to know, please?" said Bianca with such love in her eyes an her voice that he started crying.

"I, I can't remember all that I took. I know that I took some Morphine, some Dexedrine, I might have taken something else." said Chris as he looked in her eyes for some look of disappointment or disgust. But Bianca just looked at him with sad eyes, an a little fear.

"Morphine, and Dexedrine, Chris! You took Morphine, Dexedrine? An you think that you might have taken some thing else, Chris what have you been thinking?" asked Bianca as she looked at Chris, she looked down at his shirt, it was a long shelved shirt. She pulled up his shirt to look at his stomach, she could tell that he had lost weight.

"Chris, when was the last time that you eat?" asked Bianca as she had a dreadful thought, as Chris pulled his shirt out of her hands an pulled it down. Bianca looked Chris in the eyes, he tried to turn way from her, but she pulled him around to face her.

"A couple of day's ago." was all that he said as he turned his head away from her, not wanting to look in to her eyes right then. Bianca jumped up an grabbed his arm an pulled him up, then she dragged him in to the kitchen. She made him sit down in one of the chairs then she went an grabbed some lunch meat from the icebox an then the bread. She put them in front of Chris, the she got out the milk an a glass.

"Eat. I can't believe that you haven't eaten in couple of day's, that's why you had such a bad trip. Are you trying to kill yourself?" asked Bianca as she heard the front door open, but Chris was getting up shakily.

"Would you stop with the twenty questions?" yelled Chris as he back handed Bianca, just as her mother was walking in. Chris just stared at his hands as he just stood there, his eyes wide at what he had just done. He tried to take a step back but he just crumbled to the ground, still not study on his feet. Bianca looked over at Chris as he fell to the ground, shaking an hyperventilating as he curled back up into a ball. Bianca rushed over to him, as she tried to calm him down.

"Chris, it's ok. It's ok, I know that you didn't mean it. Just breath, just breath. CHRIS, breath?" said Bianca as Chris just kept hyperventilating, Bianca started rubbing his back as she said a spell, and soft red glow emanated from her hand an he started breathing better. But he had also passed out, so Bianca sat back as he continued to breath much easier, that's when she remembered that she had heard the front door open. She looked up, right in to the eyes of her mother, who was looking down at Chris with hate.

"Mom, how long have you been there?" asked Bianca, thought she knew the answer to that, from when the door had opened. Her mother started towards them, but Bianca got up an shimmered Chris in to her room then she walked back in to the kitchen to see her mother sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for her.

"Bianca, I thought that I raised you so that you wouldn't defend a guy that hit you?" said her mother after a few seconds, she looked at the red mark on her daughter's face, she so wanted to go in there an kill Chris Halliwell.

"Mom, Chris didn't mean it…" said Bianca as she sat down.

"Bianca, that's what he says now. But if a man hits a woman once then he'll hit her aging." said her mother as she looked at her baby girl, how she had grown-up.

"Mom, Chris isn't himself right now. He… he just hasn't been the same since the shooting. Just let me handle him." said Bianca as she turned an went back to her room, an found Chris sitting up, his knees pulled up to his chest as he had his head on them, his hands covering his ears as he rocked back and forth. He was cry, with his eye closed tight. Whispering something, but Bianca couldn't hear him.

"Chris, it's ok." said Bianca as she sat down next to him an that is when she heard what he was saying.

"No more blood, no more blood. No more screaming, no more screaming." he just kept saying that over an over, Bianca put her hand to her mouth. That was what he had said when he had finally went to sleep after he had woken up after his surgery, after the EVENT, he was back in that time. She reached out to touch him, but he pulled back from her.

"Chris, it's ok. Your in my room, were not at school." said Bianca as she thought about calling Wyatt, to come an get Chris. But she know that Chris would not like for Wyatt to see him like this. Chris turned his head an looked up in to the eyes of Bianca, an she knew that he was back, a bit.

"Bianca, I think that I should go home." said Chris as he looked around the room an at her clock. It was nearly five in the afternoon.

"Ok, do you need me to take you home?" asked Bianca as she looked at Chris, he was still shaking so she shimmered up his sandwich, an handed it to him.

"No, I can do it. Don't worry." said Chris as he took the sandwich, then he kissed Bianca goodbye, then orbed out of her room an into his room. He looked down at the sandwich he just tossed it in to the trash can. Then he turned around an went to his closet an grabbed an athame, then went an locked his door, an put a spell so that no one could come in with out knocking. Then he went an sat on the edge of his bed he started making small cuts on his arms, he made a number of cuts on his arm. Then he just laid back as they bleed, it felt so good. Thought Chris as he got up an put the athame back up in his closet, then he went an took a shower.