Thank you again to those who reviewed, sorry I haven't had time to reply to everybody personally, I've been driving for the past four hours an just got in to check everything and decided to get this chapter up now, so I'll do the thank yous here:
bryan smith - wow, i'm really glad my stories had such and impact, and thanks for taking the time to review
likestores - yes, Wyatt really should do something about his anger, but teh question remains 'will he do it of his own accord?' You'll get to see how Piper and Leo deal with it very soon, I promise...
Marcus1233 - it was a very intense moment, and yup, thank God for Chris. Most people would stay away, but that's where Chris is completely different to everybody else.
So now, on with the story:
Boarding School Hell
The journey was in silence. Neither teen really wanted to say anything to each other, and even if they did, they had nothing to say.
Finally Wyatt got to his spot, and stared at the city. The nightlife seemed to be buzzing, but it was hard to tell from across the bay.
Chris sat in the passenger seat, deciding against starting a conversation. He still was not sure what mood Wyatt was in, he just knew that he could not leave him alone right now.
"Parker's right you know," Wyatt finally said, breaking the silence, causing the Perry to look over at him completely confused, "I am just like my real dad."
"Does Parker really know what he was like?" Chris frowned, he knew Wyatt was not like his father, even if he did not know him, he just had a very short fuse, "Parker must have been what, three when your mom left him?" The Halliwell nodded his head, as Chris noticed tears in his ocean blue eyes, "Hey, Wyatt, talk to me here. You may have scared me back there but it doesn't mean I've stopped caring."
Wyatt rubbed his eyes to remove the unshed tears, and looked out of the driver's window so he did not have to look at his lover's face. Not only had he scared Chris, but he had scared himself. He had not even realised what he was doing, it was like someone had taken over his body and caused him to nearly kill his brother. If Piper had not have shouted then he would never have let go, who knows what would have happened. As his free hand gripped the steering wheel tighter, thinking about what could have happened, he felt a hand on arm, a thumb caressing the skin gently.
The Halliwell looked over, but not making eye contact with the 18-year-old, concentrating on a point on the dashboard.
"I nearly killed him, I nearly killed my own brother for sleeping with my ex," he could not believe it himself, "How stupid does that sound? But the strange thing was I didn't realise I was doing it. It never occurred to me what I was doing. Do you think that's how my real dad was, he did things through anger without realising until it was too late?" He looked into his lover's jade green eyes for some answers, but just as quickly looked away again, "My mom hates me. She was terrified back there and she hates me for it. She knows that Parker was right…"
"No, he wasn't right," Chris shook his head, "You're not abusive. Yeah, you lash out, we all do that every now and again, but when you've been mad at me you've never hit me, have you?" as he saw Wyatt shake his head, Chris took a deep breath, "If you were like your real dad, then you'd have blown up at Patty for walking in on us. You'd have probably hurt Caitlin with the way she told you she was pregnant, and you would have definitely hit Jackson earlier today. You're not like him, you just have one extremely short fuse and don't talk about it. You need to open up, and guess what I'm here for you to open up to."
Wyatt shook his head with a frown, trying to comprehend everything that the brunette was telling him. Finally, he made eye contact and kept it. Seeing the calm in his green eyes settled him.
"Talk to me, Wyatt, that's one of the reasons I came with you. So you didn't do anything stupid and so you'd talk to me."
"What do you want me to talk about?"
"Anything," Chris smiled, but sighed, "Like why did you flip at your brother. You found out he slept with your ex…there's the key word, ex. You weren't with her then and you're not with her now, why does that bother you?"
"It's not that that bothered me," Wyatt shook his head, with a slightly frown, "I don't care that he slept with her. I care that he never told me that the baby could be his. I'm there trying to find a way to tell my mom that I'm in love with you while telling her that I've made a girl pregnant, when it could have been him all along and now it's going to take another five months to find out who it was. This is all so stupid. I shouldn't have bothered coming home. Is there anywhere we can go where we don't have to deal with my family?"
Chris laughed slightly, suddenly realising that maybe having no family was sometimes better than having family, especially lots of it.
"I don't wanna go back there, Chris," Wyatt shook his head, now sitting properly in the driver's seat, looking back at the city again, "I don't want to have to face them."
"You have to eventually, and the sooner you do it the easier it will be," Chris sighed, trying to see what his blonde lover was looking at, "But we don't have to go back just yet."
He looked over to the Halliwell, biting his bottom lip with a mischievous smile. When Wyatt looked over, he saw the sly look in his glowing eyes and then saw them look to the back seat and back at him. Wyatt laughed slightly, shaking his head, but the Perry's look remained, the smile growing wider, his eyebrows moving up and down, making Wyatt laugh.
"C'mon then, but just to be comfy." Although Wyatt knew that was not the brunette's intentions and that they would not stick to that. For as soon as the two were on the backseat, Chris was instantly straddling Wyatt, kissing his lips, neck and ears.
"You know, maybe this is just what you need more of." Chris whispered into the Halliwell's ear.
"What? Heavy petting in the backseat of my car?" But Chris pulled away and looked in the blue eyes of his lover.
"No," he shook his head, "More sex."
The two lovers were laid on the backseat of the Toyota, still awake a few hours later. They knew it had been a few hours since the sun was now beginning to rise, the almost black night sky becoming a lighter shade of blue.
Chris laid on his back, with Wyatt's head on his chest, how they had collapsed after making love. He listened to the Halliwell's soft breathing as he played with the ends of his blonde curls.
"That feels nice," Wyatt mumbled, he had not wanted to go to sleep and still did not. He wanted to stay awake so this could continue, but he felt tired. Fighting away the exhaustion, he lifted his head and laid a soft kiss on his brunette lover's lips, "I love you so much, Chris. Please don't forget that."
"I could never forget that," Chris smiled, "And I love you too," As Wyatt put his head back onto his chest, Chris sighed slightly, "We're gonna have to go back. You're gonna have to face your family sooner or later."
"Later."
"No, sooner, Wy," Chris argued softly, "It'll only get harder."
"Just a few more minutes." Wyatt moaned, not wanting to leave his sanctuary and safety of his lover's arms just to go back to a family that last night feared him.
"Come on," Chris said softly, tiredness beginning to feel like it was taking over. Fighting the tiredness, Chris started to sit up, forcing his lover to do that same, "If we get back now, I can help you cook breakfast which will gain you brownie points with your mom."
Realising Chris was right, Wyatt nodded his head and yawned.
"I can't believe it's 5am already." He stated as they both started to get dressed.
"Believe it," Chris smiled, "You kept me up talking for the past two hours."
"Sorry." Wyatt looked away sheepishly, fastening his jeans and giving Chris a quick kiss.
"Don't be," Chris pulled on his T-shirt, "I'm not complaining, am I? Do you want me to drive?"
"Do you mind?"
"Course I don't. Wouldn't have offered if I did."
As Chris drove back to the manor, Wyatt thought about what he could say to his mom and brother, they were the main two he had to apologise to. Leo could wait for later, but his mom and brother were important. The looks in both of their eyes told him what they feared, Parker did not have to say it out loud. It was something Piper had feared for a while now, after the amount of fights Wyatt had gotten himself into, but he had never lashed out at a family member, not in the way he did last night, and this was going to take a lot of apologising to make up for it.
"What you thinking about?" Chris asked as he pulled into the driveway of the manor and turned the engine off. The street was quiet, it was too early for anybody to be doing anything.
"What I'm gonna say to them."
"Come on, think about it while making breakfast."
Walking through the manor, the two boys tried not to make a sound, but it was in vain as they stepped into the kitchen to find Piper and Leo sat at the table, both drinking coffee.
"Mom," Wyatt sighed as the adults looked at him, "Dad. Look last night, I'm really sorry, I don't know what came over me."
"Wyatt," Leo firstly looked at his wife and then at his step-son before his spoke, "We've been talking, all night actually. We think that, maybe, you should see someone. You know, anger management or something. Last night you went a step too far. You scared your mother."
"I'm sure she can talk for herself, dad," Wyatt folded his arms, trying to control his temper building inside him, realising that his own mother could not even look at him, "Or have you asked her to stay out of this?"
"No, Wyatt, I'm talking for the both of us," Leo sighed, "Last night was the final straw. To get into a fight because of someone else starting it, that's a little more understandable, but to nearly kill your brother, that's unforgivable.
"I didn't nearly kill him, Leo!" Wyatt shouted, "And you have no right to tell me what's forgivable and what's not."
"Wyatt…" Leo started but Piper turned her head to her son.
"Don't talk to him like that, young man," she narrowed her hazel eyes as she looked at him. Standing up, Piper looked her son in the eyes, "You scared the hell out of me last night and if it wasn't for Leo I don't think I would be talking to you to even shout at you. Parker was partially right last night, maybe not that you're turning into your father, but that you remind me a lot of him. You saw what he did to me and I would have thought that would have stopped you from doing the exact same thing to your brother."
"I'm nothing like my father," Wyatt shouted to his mother, he could feel a lump at the back of his throat, his blood pumping around his system deafening him as it sounded like drums in his ears. Softening the tone, to stop his voice from cracking, he continued, "I will never be like him. Ever. Ok, mom. I'm sorry for what I did last night, I didn't realise what I was doing until it was too late," he began to feel tears forming in his eyes, but fought them off, "And maybe I do have anger management problems, but what Parker did to me is unforgivable and I can't believe you're on his side!"
"I'm on neither of your sides, and this isn't about you and Parker, this is about you," Piper corrected her son, "This is about how you're acting. How you've been acting for months. I thought sending you to that boarding school would sort your head out, but it hasn't at all, in fact I think it's made you worse. I'm scared, ok Wyatt, I don't want you turning into your father, but when I see what I saw last night I fear you will."
Chris just stared at the two, neither seemed angry anymore, just upset. He wanted to tell the 55-year-old woman that it was not true, her son was nothing that she feared, but how did he do that without letting them know he knew the whole situation, that Wyatt had told him and that the reason he knew what Wyatt was like was because he knew Wyatt loved him. Watching the two, he realised Piper now had tears falling down her cheeks, as she seemed to search for something in the teen's eyes.
"I'm so so sorry mom," Wyatt finally spoke, but it was quiet, as if he knew if he spoke any louder his voice would break and the tears would come flooding in, "I didn't mean to scare you, I never have, but I'm not going to turn into him. I promise you, I won't. I'll do anything," then Wyatt looked over to Leo, "And dad, I'm sorry for mouthing off at you then. You do have a right, you raised me for the past nearly 14 years even though you didn't have to, and I love you for it. I was just upset."
"I know, buddy," Leo stated, "You're forgiven. But…"
"Anger management," Wyatt nodded, "Yes sir," and looked to his mother, "Can I cook you breakfast to show how sorry I am?" He gave her the puppy dog look, which made her laugh and cry at the same time, "I'm really sorry mom," he wrapped his arms around her and hug her tight, "What do you want for breakfast."
"You've been out all night," Piper pulled away from her son, "I'll make breakfast, you two go and get showered and changed."
Wyatt looked over to Chris and then to Piper. Taking a deep sigh he agreed, "Ok, BUT I'm cooking dinner tonight. There's something I need to tell you both. Think we can get rid of Parker and Matty even if it's just for a few hours?"
"What's wrong sweetie?"
"Nothing," Wyatt shook his head, "There's just something extremely important that I need to tell you, but I don't want either of my brothers there to do it."
"What about Chris?" Leo indicated to the brunette that was leaning on the counter near the kitchen door.
"Chris already knows, it's ok," Wyatt stated, "Please, I just need you two alone for the night."
Piper nodded her head with a smile, "Of course, sweetie. I'll call your Aunt Paige, I'm sure she'll be happy to take care of Matthew, at least little Henry will have someone to play with."
"And we'll talk to Parker about going to Jackson's or something." Leo nodded his head.
"Thanks. I love you both."
As the two teens left the kitchen, Piper turned to her husband with a weak smile.
"Everything will be ok," Leo assured her, "As soon as we've sorted this mess of who's baby it is."
yay, it's going back to being happy families, for now anyway...hehehe...
so, review and I'll have an update up soon :D
