Chapter 3: Love, hate and denial.
The pain was excruciating. I need to live. Death wasn't an option. I struggled to a wooden casket. It was a little casket I bought. It was supposed to be my first gift to my first child but my little guy did not make it to the world. So I made it my little secret box. I put every precious thing in there including a special vial. The vial was nothing compared to it's contain. That solution will help to revive me and make me stay alive but nothing is perfect. It had side effects and I had planned to use it only in desperate time. If I take it, it will ensure I live but it will corrupt my memory. Everything will be forgotten and I will turn into a heartless monster. Everything including my wife. Memory may be important to me but not as important as revenge. I stared at the vial long enough. There shouldn't be any doubts. I opened the cap and gulped it. Damaging my own system just so I can get to Wyatt. Last result was this and I did it! I regained my strength. I am now strong but my heart didn't feel right. Mum was at trouble and I ignored her. I had disappointed the lady who had dreams for me. Sorry mum. A sacrificed was a must. Just think it as a last favor from your kid.
At the present,
"Where am I?" Piper slowly opened her eye lids. It was bright, too bright that she could hardly recognized the man in front of her. "Leo? Paige?" Piper regained her consciousness and remembered about Paige. She panicked as soon as she woke up. That showed her worries and love towards a lady whom she hardly knew a few years ago but Piper has been a lady with a soft heart. She was a loving mother and wife. Not to forget, strong and dedicated. The man asked her to relax and that her sister was in ICU. "Paige is in ICU? Bring me there, now!" Piper struggled to get off the bed. She must see Paige. "Lie down and rest!" the man yelled at her after she refused to listen to him. "Let me go. Please…I am begging you," Piper told him. Her face showed it all. She was sad and desperate to go. "I found you lying at the street with a lady beside you whom I supposed is Paige. Please realize that you have to rest. I am a doctor working here and I will be here if you need me," the doctor said. Piper lay down and placed her hands on her stomach after her effort to see Paige failed. She realized something was wrong. Her bugled up tummy was gone. "Where is my baby? Please tell me she is safe," Piper's eyes were teary. She knew the truth was going to be cruel. She knew her baby was gone forever. "I am sorry but we couldn't safe him. You have a miscarriage and your body needs rest. Just calm down," the doctor tried to advise her. Piper tried to hold her tears. "My baby is a he?" Piper thought her little baby will be a girl. But now her little boy will never get to see the world anymore. Neither will he be able to know his father. "Don't feel so sad. I called your family members and your father came with your other son. Here hold him. Your unborn child might have died but your son here needs you. Stay strong," the doctor said. Piper did not response. She was too depressed to say a word. "Take him away," Piper said coldly. The doctor was a little confused with her sudden attitude. "Take him away, I said! I do not want him," Piper pushed her son away. Wyatt was crying loudly as if he knew that her mother was ignoring him. The doctor brought Wyatt to Victor immediately and asked him to leave first until Piper calm down. Everyone leave the room for Piper to be alone. Piper was too emotional to talk to. Who can blame her? She had just lost a son. She had great dreams for him and now nothing matter. He is dead. She lay down and tears were flowing slowly from her beautiful eyes.
Chris felt great and was ready to do his plan. Now he was only an inch close to have Wyatt pay. He went down and everyone was treating him like he was a part of the family. It was Christmas Day and Chris had forgotten all about it. Christmas used to be his favourite celebration because that was the only day his dad would be home. His dad won't even come for his birthday. Never once his dad remembered about his birthday. Chris's heart was melted a little by the warm feeling and affection shown by his family. Chris pushed his passionate feeling a side. He can't feel pity, no! Or he will never get revenge. He went to the living room and everybody was there and little Prue was struggling to unwrap her gifts. Chris saw her happiness and went to her and helped her out. "Thank you, Brother Chris. Merry Christmas, this is for you. I help picked it for you," Prue said sweetly and past him a box wrapped neatly with a nice teddy bear wrapper. "Open it. I thought you might need it. It's just something small. May be you do not have family now but we are your family," Patty smiled at him. "Thank you," Chris said and smiled back. He opened it and there was a nice sweater inside. Patty knitted it for him. It has been long since he felt warmness. Mum made one sweater for me once, when I was twelve. I really liked it and treasured it but the sweater was tore by Wyatt. He didn't mean it but he did tear it. He didn't even say sorry. I cried all night that day. I cried alone silently. I didn't want mum to worry. She had too many issues. That rag was kept by me. I will not throw it no matter what. It means too much to me. I felt warmness and mum's scene from it. I need it to go on with my life. I mustn't have any sorry feelings. My motive was here to kill not to turn back. I walked away after receiving the sweater. I sat down at a corner at my room. And a drop of water dripped at my hand. I was crying. It shouldn't have happen. I swore never to cry again since my wife left. And here I was crying like a little child. My hands were contaminated, there is no turning back. Pity or not, tonight I will kill Patty's little baby. Not Prue but mum. If mum dies, Wyatt will not be born and neither will I. I will never know what is suffering neither will I know my heartless father.
The moon was bright and round that night. I guessed I will never get to see another moon like this ever again. This will be the last time. I closed the curtain and turned the room brighten with the moon light filled with darkness of my hatred. I took a rope and a potion. Bravely, I stepped into Patty's room and threw the potion towards her. She fainted without a single sound. Nobody realize a thing. I tied her up and tied a towel at her mouth. I took the sweater given to me and covered her just in case she was cold. That was the least I could do for her as I was about to do something everybody will never forgive me ever again. I am so sorry, I whispered to her. Immediately I orbed to P3 which still have not existed and was a store. P3 was my favourite hideout when I was a kid. It was the best place to run away from problems and miseries. I reached P3 and was shocked when I saw someone really closed to me, Auntie Phoebe. "Why are you here? I have things to do," I said, trying to cover my bad intentions. "I am here to stop you. Your bad intentions have been figured out by me. I have been observing you for months and saw you making potions and even saw you trying to kill Wyatt. I thought of giving you a chance but I was wrong. You came here to even harm my family. What do you want?" Phoebe asked with anger. "What intentions? Patty is here because she was attacked by a demon and I just save her and now you are thinking I am evil," I fought back. I knew my secret will be uncovered soon. Should I tell her and make her understand or go on with my plan ignoring her? My doubts were disrupted by her. "I will not let you do what you are about to do. Chris, tell me. I can feel your guilt although I can't read your mind. Be honest to me. You are not evil. I know," Phoebe tried to persuade. "That's it; you want to know the truth? Fine, you have no idea how much I have been through. My life was bad, cruel. You want me to be honest with you? I am not just a white lighter but a witch too. I am Piper's son. Are you satisfied?" I threw these sentences to her. She looked at me. "Then…what are you doing? You and I both know mum's pregnant with Piper. You are killing her. What type of son are you? How can you do this to her?" Phoebe said with anguish feeling. I knew she was having the thoughts that I am a cruel, brutal child. May be but I love mum. I will always love her. "Me, evil or cruel? Or may be brutal? Yes, I am but not as bad and heartless as her other son. I am doing this for the best of her. You may never understand but I love her. I love my mother," I told her. My heart was bleeding all the time, since I was a child. All I want is someone to believe me. Trust me that I do love my family. But it's alright, I am fated to be a loner. "If you are smart, please leave or else I am sorry," I told Auntie Phoebe. I do not want to hurt her but if she forces me, I will. "Over my dead body, I do not know why are you doing this but I will not let you. I must protect my legacy and I love my sister so much that I will rather die than to be a coward and watch her die," Phoebe said and shot a sharp look at me. This will be one combat where I can't avoid. I started the battle by hurling Auntie Phoebe across the room. She landed badly yet she didn't give up. Her determination was something to admire but that was what that will make her lose her life. I walked towards her with my eyes closed. I couldn't bear to see her die but I have to kill her. I was ready to throw her again when an excruciating pain struck me. My potion has to be taken or I will die. I struggled to reach the bottle in my pocket but my hands were shivering and the bottle slipped off. I crawled towards it. The potion was only a hand away when Phoebe snatched it away. "What is this?" She questioned me. "Give me. I need it or I will die. Give me!" I told her with all my might as I was in great suffering. My face was turning white and I was really cold, so cold that I was fidgeting. Phoebe was in dilemma whether to give Chris the potion or not. Phoebe could see that Chris needed the potion like it was drug to him. Phoebe had decided. She opened the bottle and fed him. Truly it calmed his nerves. Suddenly Phoebe had a premonition but she saw nothing. It was dark and from a distance she could see a boy, a little boy who is crying. He was afraid and devastated. Phoebe felt everything. His sadness, hatred and love. Phoebe was crying herself. The feeling of sadness was so strong and she could feel the deep wound in his heart. It was really deep. Chris was doing this because he was badly wounded from the inside. He was just a kid who had been hurt so badly. The premonition ended and the potion took the effect. Chris recovered and started to act violently. The potion made him evil. Chris pushed Phoebe roughly to the ground. Phoebe did not give up. She believed that there is still good in Chris. Phoebe stood up and hugged him. Surprisingly, Chris didn't break off. He calmed down. Chris needed the hugged and love. A sentence was voiced out and the touching moment was closed. "Thank you. But it's too late, I murdered an Elder. There is no turning back for me," I told her. "You are like this because of your childhood life and nobody can blame you for that. I will help you," Phoebe said with love. "No, you can't. Nobody can," I told her coldly and strolled slowly towards the door. I was disappointed with myself. I still need to make sure that mum will not be born to the world but not today, not in front of Auntie Phoebe. She need not have the memory of me killing her mother. This might be cruel but it's the best for all. Suddenly, without my notice, Leo orbed behind me and in the speed of light, he punched me at the face. The man who dumped me and never ever treated me like his son had just hurt me, again. I pushed him away, pressing him on the wet ground, punching him like a punching bag. "Stop it!" Phoebe held my arm. I stared at her and her eyes told me that she was with Leo. I orbed out without a word. Nothing has to be said.
I knew hitting my dad was a wrong thing to do but I can't help it. It felt good, a relief to my heart. Leo didn't give up and orbed to me and that means he wants more from me. Today, I Chris Perry Halliwell will be honest to my father and express everything, my hatred and anger towards a person I once made an idol, a hero. "Chris I will not let you hurt Piper. She is my wife and I loved her," Leo said seriously. "Love? You asked for the separation, remember? How you made her cry? You hurt her more than anyone did! You have no right to call yourself an angel. You can't even cherish those near to you, your blood," I said to him with anger and tears. He saw me but he isn't sensitive. He was a lousy father, a terrible husband. "I know how you feel about my wife and I don't have the right to stop you but I can make sure that she will not be hurt," Leo added. "For God sake, you don't even understand your wife, how can she even fall for me as I am much younger than her? Neither would I," I said. Now my dad thinks I am having an affair with my mother. Leo was a loser. He can't even defend his own wife from others. How pathetic. "Then, how do you explain what I saw? I saw you orbing into her room and covered her with the blanket. You even gave her a kiss. Don't deny what I saw because I am always watching for her," Leo said. "You are watching over her? You never did. You are such a failure that you missed your son's birth and you know what is the worst part? You didn't even know your son. What he liked? Or who he needed most? Everything was nothing to you," I said to him with a voice of disappointment and regrets. "I was there for Wyatt's birth and I am always there for him, not literally but spiritually. I know him and I always will," Leo tried to defend himself. "Yes, for Wyatt but never for your other son. I doubted if you even remember his name but its okay. I mean I bet the child don't even want you as a father. He hates you. He despises you! It's better off without a father like you who was a coward and useless brat!" I said it all. How I wanted to express these words to him. I hated him! He doesn't deserve the Elder position. No, but he did. The man I thought worse than an animal was elected as an angel. "What do you mean by another child? Piper and I had one baby and that was Wyatt. Don't try to show me your nonsense because I will not be so stupid to fall for it," Leo was having doubts and questions. "It is up to you to believe or not. See for yourself and then regret for what you have done but too bad, the little child will not forgive you. You will live with regrets and hatred not towards me but yourself," I said and leave this argument. I had scolded him and now I am crying. Crying because I will never get what I wanted that was a father's attention and love.
At the same time, Chris sharp words left marks in Leo's heart. If Chris was lying, why did he seem so serious? What have I missed that is so important that leads to the conclusion of me as a terrible father? Questions may be flooding his heart but one thing for sure; Leo had done a mistake that he can never turn back.
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