Melinda's Songs Chapter 9: Creepshow, a charmed fanfic

This Chapter was done in about an hour and a half. I erased everything that I had written in the past few weeks. Nothing I wrote trying to spark ideas was working and when i was listening to 'Anywhere But Here' by Safety Suit, it hit me to just write what came to me, and here is that Piece.

I hope that you all enjoy it!

Totally un-beta-ed like always.

Chapter 8 Creepshow

I was sitting on my window seat, staring out into the night.

'Was it a dream? Was he really here? Touching me? Holding me?'

I tried to wrap my head around what I thought happened, but with each passing moment, the memories were fading, I was forgetting what we had done, and so was he, across town, laying in his own bed staring out his window.

I looked at my bed and trying to think of why I wasn't sleeping, but with the power flowing through my system, it didn't seem to bother me, nor did the thought asking where the power was coming from.

I jumped slightly and stared at the door where the knocking came from as my mother's head came popping in.

"Mel, why are you still up, it is all most midnight?"

"I don't know, can't sleep. How is the club tonight?"

"Everything was good, minus a pipe in the back nearly bursting, thank goddess for your father," Piper said sitting down on the edge of my bed. "Come here honey."

I walked over and sat down next to her, laying my head on her shoulder.

"I hear that you told Toby today, and that he took it well."

"Yeah, it was nice, considering what happened after I told Abby years ago. I wish she hadn't freaked out and that we had to dust her."

"I know. Is this why you are up, trying to figure out why some people can or can't handle the truth about us?"

"I don't know mom. I just… feel different today. Like power is growing. Could my powers be evolving?"

"Maybe sweetie. Do you want your Aunt Paige to come over tomorrow to talk to?"

"No, do you think that we could just, you know, have a girl day? It has been a while."

"Yeah, lunch and shopping? And maybe dinner too if we want to do a picnic dinner."

"The spot by the beach?"

"Sure honey."

We sat in silence for a while longer before I yawned and she chuckled.

"Go to sleep hon, you are going to need to be rested for tomorrow," she said getting up and kissing my forehead before walking to the door.

"Night mom."

"Night Melinda."

I settled back into my bedding and closed my eyes, sleep claiming me almost at once.

I woke the next morning to weight crashing down on either side of me on my bed.

"Boys, I told you gently wake her up, not crush her so she can't breathe."

"Sorry mom," Wyatt said next to my ear, and I just grabbed a pillow and pushed it over my head for a few seconds before it was pulled away.

"No little sis, mom says it is time to get up, your day of girly fun," Chris said calmly laying next to me on his back, arms folded so his hands were behind his head. I rolled closer to him and snuggled into my older brothers side.

"How come Chris gets all the love?"

"Because he doesn't steal my pillows, and he isn't obnoxious and annoying."

"But he can be."

"To you Wyatt, not to me, his adorable little sister."

"I am older then you too!"

"Mom, what time is it?"

"Nearly twelve honey, we are going to go to lunch at the restaurant and then walk around downtown for the day. So boys, leave and Mel, up and dressed in ten."

"Yes Ma'am," we all said together causing her to chuckle and leave.

The boys sprang out of my bed, Wyatt chucking the pillow at my head.

"Thanks Wy," I said sitting up, rubbing my eyes. "Why are you two at the house anyway?"

"Covering for mom today at the restaurant," Chris said, "and Wyatt here has to pick up paper work for a new hire at the club."

"Oh. So see you guys later?"

"Oh, sometime this weekend probably. Have a good day Melinda," Chris said as turned and stared to drag Wyatt out.

"Yup, bye Mel!"

"Weirdoes'."

"WE HEARD THAT!"

Walking down the street of the antique road, window-shopping, holding my mom's hand, I started to hum a tune that I had in my head all day.

"That is a nice tune Mel, where did you hear that?"

"Don't know, but it has been stuck in my since Wyatt and Chris left this morning. Maybe I heard it the other day when Kaja was over playing music from her home."

"That's cool dear. Hmm, how about this shop?"

I turned to look at the new antique shop that hadn't been open the last time we were out.

"Could be good, split and meet?"

"Yes. Ready?"

I giggled and nodded, feeling at ease, just spending my time with my mom, not having to worry about anything. We both walked in and then turned different ways in the store.

Walking around looking at all the different wonders that many people considered trash and other were going to consider something much more.

I didn't know when words started to appear in my head, but I hummed along softly, smiling at the shopkeeper as he passed.

I'm from a land called secret Estonia

Nobody knows where it's at

Ice cream mountains and chocolate skies

Nobody knows where it's at

Welcome to the creepshow

Welcome to the

Creepshow

It didn't bother me that I all of a sudden knew that words in my head to what I was humming, or the fact that they were strange.

I'm from a land called secret Estonia

Nobody knows where it's at

Cinnamon houses and licorice cars

Nobody knows where it's at

Welcome to the creepshow

Welcome to the

Creepshow

The next part came flooding into my head, a different language, but that made the sound even better, more alluring.

Põdral maja metsa sees

Väiksest aknast välja vaatab

Jänes jookseb kõigest väest

Lävel seisma jääb

Kopp-kopp lahti tee

Metsas kuri jahimees

Jänes tuppa tule sa

Anna käppa ka

Welcome to the creepshow

Welcome to the

Creepshow

I didn't question anything as the tune stayed but the words became a strange memory that I forgot about almost right away. I continued my search forward, looking for something to fall into my gaze that held my interest.

I ran into my mom about ten minutes later, as she was eyeing an old knife set.

"Mom, do really need anymore knives?"

"No, but I was thinking for Wyatt and Madison; with them moving soon into that house across town. They need a nice set."

"Usually parents then buy those from department stores."

"Not for food silly, because as much as I like them coming around the house for making potions and things, he should start doing that at his place, like Chris does."

"Mom, just get them then, Madison will use them, even if Wyatt doesn't use them for anything. She has a fascination with sharp and pointy."

"That she does," my mom laughed as she picked up the set and started to walk with me to the counter.

The storekeeper started talking but I tuned him out walking outside to wait. Once outside I heard my phone buzz and pulled it out to find that it was a message from Toby.

~Hey, just saying hi today. Call me later, I think that we need to talk about Kaja.~

I stared at the message trying to figure out what he meant, but jumped when my mom asked behind me, "Who is it from?"

"Oh, just Toby. Wants me to call him later. So where to next after the car?" I asked sliding the phone into my back pocket again.

"I was thinking the market near the park, then our picnic. How about that?"

"Sounds perfect mom."

We sat at the park, watching the sun fall behind the water, laughing and talking from the others on the beach disappearing into the wind before hitting us. Waves crashing at our feet and gulls calling from ahead, I leaned back and laid my head on the blanket, the only thing between us and the sand.

Mom leaned back and laid down with me smiling at me before facing the sky and closing her eyes.

I fought back the urge to start crying, not knowing where the feeling of being lost was coming from, or why it felt like this would be the last time for a long time that we may ever do this again.

Later that night, sitting at my computer, while everyone else was asleep, I opened an email from Kaja that read, 'Hoped you enjoyed the song today. Monday we start training for your full powers. Get ready to say goodbye to everyone.'

I couldn't help but feel excitement at the thought of he teaching me, but that feeling slipped away when an email popped up from Toby, 'What happened Last night? I know something did, I just can't remember anything after you told me of your powers and I met Kaja/Morana. Toby.'

Something happened?...

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