Ch.21

The years had passed since that day. The one worst day of his life. Worse than the day he had lost his wife. He had completely closed himself off that day. He closed himself in his room, laid on his bed and kept himself there, no matter what anyone said to him. He lost his wife, daughter, sister, and his mother, the one person, other than his daughter, he didn't want to lose. His thoughts slowly drifted back to the day that meant they were really gone.


He sat in the front of the church, just staring ahead, not really at anything. He heard people behind him, but didn't bother turning around. He heard they were talking but didn't hear what they were saying.

"Is he ok?" he asked her. She just stared at him, the man she had come to love.

"Honestly, no he's not. He locked himself in his room after we had gotten home from the hospital that day. I think it all hit him to hard. I mean he was still so fragile after losing his wife, but now he lost his mother, sister, and…" she couldn't finish without tears in her eyes. She had come to love the two little girls like her own daughters. "And," she started again after a small moment of silence. "And Marie. Plus, both Matt and Bianca were in comas," she finished.

"I know. The doctors still don't know how they pulled out of the comas, but I don't care. They are both medical miracles. I don't know what I would have done if I lost all three of them," Leo said. Jessie just nodded her head, before looking back at Chris. He was still sitting there, looking at nothing. Without saying another word, she walked up to the pew, he was sitting in and sat down. He didn't even look over. She felt the tears sting her eyes once again, before doing the only thing she could do. She pulled him into her arms and sat there, urging him to cry and let it all out. She didn't want him to do the same thing, when he didn't cry for 3 years for his wife. She didn't want him to keep all that pain to himself again. After 5 minutes, she finally felt the tears hit her shoulder and his grip on her tightened. He finally cried for the three of them. Now, she knew that he wouldn't be the way he was when his wife died.

"Chris," she said, slowly getting out of the embrace. He looked at her with red, puffy eyes. She almost broke down crying from seeing this, but didn't. She kept herself strong for him. The next part, she didn't want to tell.

"It's… it's time," she managed to say. She stood up, her black dress falling just below her knees, and held out her hand. He just looked up, before putting a shaky hand into hers. He stood up and looked back just in time to see Matt wheel in, with his little girls on his lap. The only two to survive the accident, making his brother paralyzed, while his little had three broken ribs, a broken arm, and bruises everywhere. Matt was paralyzed from the waist down, but the doctors said he would be able to walk again some day. The only reason Bianca wasn't as bad as Matt was because he had thrown himself in front of her after he saw what happened to his sister. Melinda had thrown herself in front of Marie to protect her, but because of the impact from both behind and head on, her neck snapped before she had died instantly. Melinda's body didn't protect her as Marie went flying forward between the two front seats and out the windshield. She landed on the pavement and died right before the paramedics came. Piper's body had lurched forward after being thrown backwards. When this happened, somehow she was thrown the wrong way, and her back snapped, she too dieing instantly. When Matt threw himself to protect Bianca, his body was thrown to the side and he was caught between Bianca and the passenger seat, where he was first sitting. Bianca had been thrown forward into Matt's arms, but her left arm went flying to the side and the back of the car hit her, which caused the broken ribs and her broken arm. His brother sacrificed himself to save his daughter and because of that he would always be grateful. The church filled up quickly and before he knew it, he was sitting back down with Jessie on his left, Bianca on his right, and Emily, 2 of her 3 children, and his two half-sisters sitting behind him. The soft music started and he knew what it meant. He slowly struggled to turn his head. When he did, he saw Leo, his Uncle Kyle, his Uncle Jason, and Darryl carrying Piper. He then saw his two friends, Mike and Craig, her boyfriend, Robert, and Darryl's son carrying Melinda. Then he saw the one her didn't want to see. He saw Greg, Emily's son, his cousin Andrew, and Jessie's brother, Jack, carrying Marie. His eyes followed all three white coffins as they slowly moved forward. Piper was placed on the right, Melinda in the middle, and Marie was on the left. He felt the pain tearing at his heart again. Behind each coffin sat pictures of each one of them. The priest walked up to the front and started talking. When he had finished, Chris had wanted to get up to say something, but he couldn't. He couldn't find the words to say and didn't have the energy to get up and talk in front of everyone here.

Instead, he walked up to the front before they were picked up and said, "I love you three and I know I'll see you again some day." With tears falling faster than he could handle as he walked after the three of them with Jessie and now his only daughter.


Chris sat in the living room of his house, thinking about that day. He remembered how when they had gotten to the cemetery, it was already raining. They had first buried Piper and Melinda, Piper next to Prue, Melinda next to Piper. Chris remembered what their headstones said;

Piper Wyatt

March 7, 1973- September 2, 2027

Beloved Mother, Sister,

Wife, Friend

Always loved and remembered

Melinda Prudence Wyatt

July 15, 2006- September 2, 2027

Beloved Daughter, Sister,

Niece

In our hearts forever

Then came the one he had trouble remembering. The one he didn't want to remember. She was buried with her mother, her name added to her mother's headstone;

Marie Isabel Wyatt

April 26, 2021- September 2, 2027

Beloved Daughter, Sister, Niece, Granddaughter

Daddy's little girl

Always remembered

The tears slowly came to his eyes again. It had been 5 years since they were gone. He sat on the couch, thinking about his family. Matt had gone to college and med-school and became a doctor. He got married and has two children. His 2-year-old daughter is Piper and his 5-month-old son is Leo. He named his son after his father because Leo had died 3 years ago. He was at the wrong place at the wrong time. He had gone out for a walk and was walking past a bank when there was an unexpected shoot out. He was shot and killed. Matt was now 29 and lived in the Manor with his 29 year old wife, Rachel, and their two children. Paige and Kyle had moved closer to the Manor with their three kids, Jacob was 17, Steven was 16, and Andrea was 15. Andrew was 20 and Nicole was 19. They were both in college. Phoebe and Jason's two daughters were both in college. Melissa was 24 and Christina was 19. Phoebe and Jason had both moved closer to the Manor too, since now it was only the two of them.

Bianca was now 11 years old and in 5th grade. At first she didn't understand that her sister was gone. She didn't know why she couldn't play with her anymore or watch cartoons with Marie anymore or even try to play jokes on their Auntie Mel, who was also gone. She had started to understand it more and more though as she grew up. Chris had gotten married to Jessie 2 ½ years ago. He had gone to counseling to try to get through the depression that he had fallen into after the funeral. After 8 months he had started to get better and was slowly getting back to the way he use to be. He and Jessie were now both 27 years old and they had one baby together. A little girl named Melinda, who was a year old. She was also 2 months pregnant with their second child. Chris had gone back to school and graduate college and now ran his mother's club. He had refused to close it. His mother had started this because it was her dream and he was going to keep it going because whenever he was there, it always felt like he was closer than ever to her.

Greg and Emily were still together. They weren't married yet, but everyone knew that Greg might just ask her soon. His two daughters had lived with him until they had graduated high school. Their mother had never showed back up after she had left them with Greg. Shannon was now 20 years old and Hilary was 18 years old. They were both in college. Emily's son, Ryan, was now 23 years old, her first daughter, Ashley was 21 and her youngest daughter, Anna, 19 years old. All three of them were in college.

Chris was surprised at himself. He had slowly and painfully moved on from what had happened better than he did when his wife, his love had died 11 years ago. But, he knew that he had to get moving on and he would see them again some day. Right now he just had to live his life day by day and couldn't be worried about to the future and what it might just bring. He had to think about the future and all the good things that it was going to bring, like his new child in 7 months. He finally did what he had wanted to do ever since he left when the girls were so young. He had finally faced the past, and knew that he could look forward to his future.

AN- sadly, this is the last chapter. I hope everyone that reads this will review to tell me what you all think about it. The second part to this will be out soon and will take place about 3 years after the funeral. So, you will be reading some things that I had said happened. Since I have finished this story, I will be working on others that I wrote and will be putting them onto the website hopefully soon. Thanks to everyone that had stayed with this story and to all the people that had review to keep up the confidence so I could finish writing. Thank you to everyone and just for old times sake, please read and review.