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!)