Chapter Six – The Phoenix and the Witch, Part Two.
"Really, glad to hear
that." Wyatt said sitting on Chris' bed. "Look dry your face.
How about we order some pizza and chat, catch up on old times."
"Okay." Chris replied, sitting up drying his face. Wyatt
smirked. "You're a weird kid." He got up and pulled his cell
phone out of his pocket and dialed the number. "Hi I like to place
an order for delivery…" Chris heard him say.
Chris sat on his bed. He dried his tears, and stood up. He turned on his desk lamp and lit his entire room. He looked around. Wyatt was almost killed at his hand…all his time being a teenager, trying to get a good shot on Wyatt…and he finally got it. Excellent. Chris couldn't help but smiling at his achievement. He looked around and saw his cedar pine box, he bent down and picked it up off his floor and slid the top off. He pulled out a small nickel bag of coke.
He put the bag to his
nostrils not even making lines, and sniffed it. His nostrils burned
and he coughed. He brushed his nose to get rid of any residue and
then he walked to the bathroom to check. He looked at himself.
"Watch yourself, Wyatt." Chris said to himself looking in
the mirror and walked down stairs.
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"Pizza should be here
in about 20 minutes." Wyatt said putting the phone down and sitting
on the couch. "Pepperoni and Extra Cheese good?"
"Yeah,
fine." Chris said sitting down on the couch.
"Cool…so."
Wyatt replied sitting back, "how is life treating you?"
"Pretty
good…I guess."
"Grades good? You need help in
anything?"
"Nah, I am good." Chris lied…his grades were
slowly declining. His Algebra grade the most…He did need help in
Math, and Wyatt was the math wiz. He had gone to college level
Calculus his junior year in high school, and then College Statistics
his senior year.
"Uh huh…" Wyatt
said not really believing Chris. "So magically you got good in
math, even though I was practically tutoring you all through Geometry
last year?"
"Yep." Chris said
"So tell me, since your in Algebra two, what is the quadratic forum, in a simplified form?"
"Umm…" Chris
thought for a moment, "Ax2(squared) + Bx + C 0"
"Very
nice…what is the name of the third axis on a three axis plane?"
"Dude, I thought we
were gonna catch up?"
"We are, just making sure you know your
shit."
"Z"
"Perfect…okay you
pass the test for now." Wyatt said smiling.
"Whatever. "
Chris said rolling his eyes. He so badly wanted to through the letter
opener that was on the table in Wyatt's head. He wanted him dead.
Wyatt suddenly heard Chris' thoughts, telepathy, and he was shocked. Did his little brother just think what he thought he thought?" "Excuse me, whoa! What did I do?"
"Huh?" Chris said
looking up.
"You wanna send that letter opener into my head?"
Wyatt replied with more shock.
"Uh…No."
"Ya you
do…you just thought it!"
"Look I am annoyed
that your asking me questions when I am not in school." Chris said,
keeping his mind clear.
"Uh huh….so How are you and B doing?"
"Her name is Bianca, and we're fine."
"Well you call
her B all the time."
"And you called Ashley Cu-"
"Okay…alright!"
Chris smiled.
"Do
you wanna call Bianca to come over?" Wyatt asked.
Chris then remembered what he did…She deserved it, only though she was trying to help him…he didn't need anyone's help. He was fine all on his own. Fuck Bianca, Fuck Wyatt, Fuck everyone!"
Wyatt was dumbfounded. He needed to get to Bianca and now. Even thought Chris wasn't saying this and he was thinking it, his thoughts were saying a thousand words."
Wyatt pulled his wallet out and place a twenty dollar bill on the table. "Look I got to go make a phone call real quick, but here's the money if the pizza gets here okay? Be right back."
Wyatt got up and acted like he was pulling out his cell phone and walked into the kitchen. Once he got to the kitchen he orbed out. Half a second later he orbed into Bianca's house. It looked normal, he was standing in the foyer. He walked into the main hall of the house were the stair case was. He saw it. The bottom of the rail of the stair case was broken and in pieces, and a red liquid was on it. Blood. He touched the railing and he was pulled into a premonition.
Bianca
was walking from the room, and Chris used his powers and sent her
flying
down the stairs. She screamed, her head smacked against the
bottom railing, shattering it. The wood also sliced her arm open.
Chris walked down the stair case.
"You should have let me go."
He said as he stepped over her body and walked out.
Wyatt gasped. His
brother had always been the nice one, why would he do such a thing.
Wyatt looked at blood lead from the base to the stairs into the
other room. He followed the blood and walked into the room. He saw
Bianca laying face down in the room by the phone. He sprinted over.
"Oh my god." He said, "Bianca."
As he turned her body
over a huge gash was on her head, blood dripping in her hair and her
nose was black a blue…it was broken. Her left arm was sliced open
exposing the tissue and muscle. Wyatt placed his hands over her body
and began to heal her. Slowly but surely it began.
"Come on."
What seemed like forever was finally done. Bianca jerked her head,
opened her eyes and looked up. Wyatt's head looked fuzzy. She
screamed and rolled out of the way. She got away and shot fire at
Wyatt, Wyatt shot up his hand deflecting the power back to the wall.
"Bianca, It's me Wyatt!" He said loudly.
Bianca shot
again. Wyatt deflected.
"BIANCA!" He said walking over to her
and taking her. She looked dazed, and then looked up and saw the
truth. "Wyatt." She said with tears in her eyes. "Oh my
god…Chris he."
"I know don't worry." Wyatt said giving
her a hug. He helped Bianca stand up.
"Well, well, betrayal…always stabbing me in the back aren't you Wyatt." Said a voice.
Wyatt and Bianca both
turned around. And saw Chris standing there.
"Chris, you have a
lot of explaining to do!" Wyatt said sternly.
"NO I don't,
this is my affair not yours."
"You nearly killed her!"
"So…like I care?"
"Wyatt." Bianca said into his ear,
"He's not himself, he's on drugs."
"SHUT IT WOMAN! I'll
deal with you later."
Bianca got hard in the face, so did it
Wyatt.
"Alright that's enough!" Wyatt said.
"Oh I am
so scared…Bring it on, Wy." Chris replied.
Wyatt formed an energy ball in his hand….
(Author's Note: Sorry for not being here in like a long time…been busy with school. But here ya go!)
