As promised another chapter. Please don't hate me at the end of this chapter by the way...

Boarding School Hell

An hour had passed since Chris had gotten to the hospital, and they still had not heard anything from the doctors or nurses about Lynn. The Perry had resorted to pacing to calm his nerves that he might lose the only parental figure he had, while Bianca sat down staring at the floor, avoiding eye contact with anybody.

Wyatt kept a close eye on Chris, to make sure he was not going to do something stupid, while Parker had now fallen asleep in the chair, mainly out of boredom.

"Miss Summers?" Bianca looked up as she heard her name being called out. There stood a doctor, Wainwright was on his name tag, this was her mother's doctor. She stood up and walked over to the doctor, feeling Chris' presence behind her, as she found out what had happened, "We have some good news, but some bad. You're mother is going to be just fine. Her fainting spell was because she is diabetic. She'll be absolutely fine although she does need insulin injections on a daily basis."

"That's the bad news then?" Chris asked, breathing out, he had only just realised now that he had been holding his breath while the doctor was talking.

"That's the bad news." The doctor agreed.

"Can I see her?" Bianca asked, not really taking in what Dr. Wainwright was saying, all she was bothered about was seeing her mother that way she knew she was just fine.

"Of course you can," the dark-haired man smiled softly, "She's in room 214." Bianca took off running to the room, leaving Chris to thank to the doctor and then turn to Wyatt and Parker, who had now been woken up from his uneasy sleep.

"I have to go and check on…"

"You go." Wyatt nodded, knowing that Chris wanted to make sure that Lynn was ok, he knew it had nothing to do with Bianca, and was not about to let himself even think that.

Chris took off in the same direction as his ex, following the signs for the room, until he saw Bianca stood at the doorway of the room, her hand on the handle, but frozen.

"What's up?" Chris asked, carefully watching the brunette.

"I can't go in on my own," she looked at Chris, biting her lower lip, "Come in with me, please."

"Go on," Chris nodded to the door, "I'm right behind you."

As the two walking into the room, Lynn was not as bad as they initially thought. There were no monitors connected to her, no tubes, she was just laying on the bed, asleep. Chris sighed, seeing her, this was so much different to how his grandpa was. This had a good feeling to it, that the hospital had managed to do something good. He stayed at the door, while Bianca made her way to the bed and smiled with relief to see her mother was going to be fine.

"Hey…" There was a whisper behind Chris. The Perry turned around to see the blonde Halliwell behind him, who placed a hand on his shoulder, "You ok?"

"I'm fine," Chris nodded, "Everything's fine."

Wyatt smiled at hearing that and then looked at the girl stood by the bed, who was throwing him daggers, and if looks could kill Wyatt would be dust right now.

"B, I'm gonna have to go, ok," Chris whispered to the 19-year-old, "I'll come by tomorrow to see how she's doing."

"Come round to mine first," Bianca looked at the Perry, her brown eyes pleading him, "I don't want to come here on my own." The younger brunette looked to Wyatt and then back at her, nodding his head.

"Ok, I'll call by. I'll ring you when I'm on my way."

"Thanks Chris," Bianca smiled, as she pulled Chris into a hug, "Thank you so much."

On the way back, the journey was in silence. Once again Parker had fallen asleep, leaving Wyatt and Chris to talk together quietly. Nothing much was said, both teens just wanted to get back to the manor and go to bed. The activities from the day were now taking their toll on the two boys.

"I wonder if my mom's still up." Wyatt broke the silence, causing Chris to look at him with a roll of the eyes.

"Probably." he stated.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Wyatt glanced over to the 18-year-old and then back at the road, concerned since usually Chris would have found something sarcastic to say to him.

"I'm fine." Chris sighed.

"You want to go somewhere to talk after we get Parker home?"

"Nah," Chris shook his head, looking out of the window at the lights flashing by from other cars, "I'm fine."

"Don't bottle it all up." Wyatt frowned, shaking his head.

"Wy…I just don't want to talk, ok. I'm fine."

"You're starting to sound like a chick." Wyatt joked with the way Chris kept saying he was 'fine' even though they both knew that he really was not so good. Tonight had taken a lot out of him, just being in the hospital again after three months of staying away from it had taken a fair bit of life from him, but being around Bianca was worse for him. Being around Bianca had taken it out of Wyatt too, he realised just how much Chris still cared for the 19-year-old, he could tell they had been friends before their relationship and that there were some strong feelings between them for him to be the way he was with her. That scared Wyatt slightly and the thought of Chris being alone with Bianca at her house tomorrow scared him even more. What if something like this was needed for Chris to see how much he really did love Bianca? Would this cause Chris to gradually pull away from Wyatt?

As Wyatt pulled the car into the driveway, he looked in the back, to see Parker completely out. Looking at Chris, he bit his lip nervously.

"What?" Chris could sense the nervousness coming from Wyatt, but was not sure why it was.

"Nothing," Wyatt shook his head, "Just…I love you, right? You know that, right?"

"I know that Wyatt," Chris smiled, "And I love you too."

"It's just…"

"Wy, jealousy…" Chris knew what was going to come out of the Halliwell's mouth and stopped him before it had a chance. He did not need this discussion, at least not tonight. This was one day he just really wanted to sleep on and forget.

As the three made their way into the Manor, the heard noises from the living room. The television was on, but no lights, just the glare from the large monitor. Wyatt looked in to see both Piper and Leo still up, watching the television, drinking tea.

"Hi sweetie," Piper looked up to see her two sons in the doorway, "Everything ok?"

"Fine," Wyatt nodded his head, "Bianca's mom had collapsed, something to do with diabetes."

The three teens made their way into the living room and sat down, as Leo found out everything from Chris, who knew all the details unlike Wyatt.

"Who's her doctor?"

"Wainwright…" Chris answered his lover's step-father's question, who nodded with approval. He had his opinions on every doctor in the hospital, and Wainwright was one that he would have recommended, "I'm gonna shoot off to bed," Chris said, standing up and looked at Wyatt as he passed him, "That ok?" Receiving a nod from Wyatt, he made his way upstairs, while Wyatt curled up on the chair he was sat on.

"Is he ok?" Piper asked her eldest son, worried for the Perry's well-being.

"He'll be fine, mom," Wyatt nodded, "Just a long day." But Wyatt knew deep down that that was not completely true.

The next morning was quiet when Chris rose. It seemed like nobody was up. He quietly made his way to the bathroom for a shower to get ready to go over to Bianca's. He had already decided to make his own way there so he could talk to Bianca without Wyatt there. He did not need the jealous boyfriend there while he was caring for his ex-fiancée.

By the time he got out of the shower, he expected somebody to be up, but still the house was completely quiet. He made his way back to the bedroom, to see Wyatt still completely out like a light, the sheets down around his waist, showing off his body. For the first time though, it was not turning him on.

You've just got a lot on your mind. Chris told himself, which was true. The thought of someone else that he cared for in hospital worried him, even if it turned out that she was absolutely fine, apart from need insulin injections every day for the rest of her life.

Once he was dressed, he made his way downstairs and to the kitchen to come face to face with Piper.

"Oh, Chris sweetie," the mother of three smiled, "I wasn't expecting anybody up for a while. Do you want something to eat?"

"No thanks, Piper," Chris smiled, "I just came down for some coffee before I go to the hospital to see B's mom."

"You were close to her then."

"Pretty much, yeah," the Perry nodded his head and decided to explain everything to his lover's mother, "Me and B were like best friends growing up and after my parents died, B and her mom were there to pick up the pieces since my grandpa was grieving too."

"Oh right," Piper smiled to the 18-year-old sympathetically, "Well, take Wyatt and Parker's car. They won't mind, neither of them are going anywhere today."

"Are you sure?" Chris asked, "I can quite easily catch the bus."

"No," Piper shook her head, "Take the car, it'll be easier for you. Like I said, Wyatt and Parker aren't going anywhere today. I know they're not." Chris laughed at the Halliwell's comment as he took a drink of his coffee.

"Is the whole family coming over today?" Chris asked as the two sat at the table.

"No," Piper sighed with relief, "They're all at their own houses today. Well, except Jackson possibly. He's usually here to hang around with Parker, but I'm guessing you've seen that."

"Yeah," Chris laughed, "You wouldn't believe they were cousins, would you? They're more like brothers."

"I'm just glad they're not," Piper nodded, "One of those two is enough. Both me and Prue agree on that one. How are you coping with the big family get togethers, bit daunting for you? You seem to be getting along with them, anyway."

"A bit daunting at first," Chris nodded, "I suppose it's just one of those things you get used to, right? But, yeah I'm getting on with them. Hope especially."

"She's really taken to you," the 55-year-old replied, "And to be honest, I'm surprised. She can be really shy around strangers."

"I thought that was Holly?"

"She's shy around everyone," the Halliwell laughed in answer, "She's taken to you too. Although, I would say that's the little crush she has on you."

Blushing once again at the comment, Chris took a drink from his coffee.

"Can I ask you something, Chris?"

"Course."

"This whole thing between you and Wyatt, you really love him don't you?" Piper questioned the 18-year-old, and once she saw him nod she continued, "And the idea for the two of you to raise his child…"

"It was my idea, Piper," Chris nodded his head, having an idea what was coming, "I'm not going to break up with him because of a mistake he made in a previous relationship, and if we don't raise it, I know it'll go into a foster home and I would wish that on anybody."

"Speaking from experience?"

"A little," Chris nodded, "Straight after my mom and dad were killed, I was put in one since it was the summer holidays. I was there until my grandpa proved he was capable of raising me. I hated it, and wouldn't wish it on anybody. I don't think I'd cope knowing I'd help put a baby in there."

"But what about college?" Piper questioned softly, "You do know raising a child isn't easy."

"I know," Chris nodded, "And I've never had any thoughts about going to college. So if me and Wyatt raise it, he can still go to college and I'll work and…"

"You two really have thought about this, haven't you?"

"As much as we can, yeah," Chris nodded with a smile to see Piper understanding what he was thinking, "It's now on whether Wyatt can get the idea into Caitlin's head, and make her see it's a good idea."

"I'm sure he'll find a way."

A couple of hours later, Wyatt woke up to find himself alone in his bed. He sat up and looked around, 10am the clock on his nightstand read. Ten! It was ten o'clock! He had slept solidly until now. How? He had not even heard Chris get up. Maybe Chris had only just gotten up and was in the shower, that would make sense. But he could not have been up and dressed, he would have heard that surely. As he threw on some sweats, he made his way down the stairs and into the kitchen, slightly confused at not hearing the shower running from the bathroom.

As he walked into the kitchen, he saw his mom a the stove and his youngest brother sat at the table.

"Where's Chris?" Wyatt asked, after giving his mother a good morning kiss.

"He's gone to the hospital sweetie," Piper explained to her eldest son, "He left about half an hour ago."

"Oh," Wyatt frowned, "I never heard him get up."

"He said you were sound asleep," Piper laughed at the blonde who towered above her, "Pancakes?"

"Please mom," Wyatt smiled, "I'm starving."

"What else is new?"

Wyatt got himself a mug of coffee and sat at the table with his little brother.

"Hey, Wy…" Matthew looked at his eldest brother, with big puppy dog eyes, making Wyatt know he wanted something, "Can you teach me how to play basketball today? Parker said he won't."

"I don't play basketball anymore," The older of the two pointed out, but knew that he would have nothing else to do all day, with Chris being at the hospital, "But I'm sure I can teach you the basics, yeah. Later today, ok?"

"Thank you."

"Why do you want to learn anyway?"

"So that when I get into high school I can be like you and Parker and not like one of the boys in my class who always get picked on because he can't play sport, duh!" Wyatt laughed at Matthew's comment and sat back in the chair.

"I'll teach you later." He would need something to take his mind off the fact that his boyfriend was with the one girl that could possibly take him off him, the one girl he found himself fearing, just because of how he saw Chris last night.

Chris sat in the car, outside his ex-fiancée's house. He knew he would have to go in, and knew this was probably a good chance of getting the engagement ring from her, but it did not stop him having second thoughts about agreeing to meet her at her house. He stepped out of the car and made his way to the front door, pausing before his knocked on it. He had already called her to tell her he was on his way around, so she knew to expect him.

Bianca opened the door, and Chris thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head as he saw her in just her bra and jeans, little did he know, she was doing this on purpose.

"B…I'll…"

"No, come in," Bianca smiled, "I was just getting dressed. Trying to find a top to wear."

The Perry shook his head, to stop staring at Bianca, and made his way into the house.

"Come with me," the 19-year-old called to him as she made her way up the stairs, "I need you to help me decide what to wear."

"Since when do you need my help to decide what to where, B?" Chris asked while following her up to her room. As soon as he stepped in, he looked around. It had changed a lot, furniture had been moved around, photos on the walls had been changed…concentrating on all this he was caught off guard when Bianca pushed him into the wall and stood in front of him. Their eyes met, as Chris searched hers as he realised there was an ulterior motive behind her pulling him up to her room. Then it happened, without thinking, their lips met in a kiss. A kiss that would have made anybody think they had never broken up. One that was so hot that Chris forgot what he was doing and pulled the girl closer to him, as he returned the kiss.

As Chris felt a pair of female hands grip his T-shirt, he finally came to his senses and pushed her away from him, gripping her shoulders hard. His breathing raced as he realised what he had just done, and looked straight into her hazel eyes.

"Bianca, we're…what…" he had no idea what to say to her. He had just cheated on his boyfriend, a day after giving him a promise ring that said they would be faithful to each other, "Is this why you brought me up here?"

"You weren't complaining."

"Well I am now!" Chris shouted at her, keeping her at arms length, "There is nothing between us anymore…"

"That kiss would have said something different." The 19-year-old pointed out to the Perry.

"I don't care," Chris shook his head, "I'm with Wyatt."

"No, you and me belong together," Bianca cooed, as she batted her eyelashes at the 18-year-old, looking at him seductively as she closed the gap between them, "We're meant for each other."

She place a hand on his cheek and ran her thumb along his lips, smiling as he closed his eyes. But her smile fading as he grabbed her wrist tightly and pushed her away.

"You're crazy…"

"No I'm not!" Bianca shouted at him, and tried to slap him, but he grabbed her arm again and then the other one, pulling her in front of him so he could look straight into her eyes.

"What part of I don't love you anymore, don't you get, Bianca?" he said to her.

"If you don't love me then why are you here?"

"Because I was worried about your mom and you. I still care about you but I don't love you. There is nothing, nothing at all between us anyway. There hasn't been for almost a year now…ever since I cheated on you."

"You cheated on me?" Bianca looked at him completely gobsmacked.

"Yeah, I cheated," Chris looked at her smugly, "Some guy at school. I got him to give me blow jobs here and there, and let me tell you he was better at it than you. All there was between us was this, both of us arguing all the time." By now, Chris had let Bianca pull her hands away from him, so she slapped him across the face before she took the engagement ring off her finger and threw it at him.

"I can't believe I trusted you!" Bianca shouted at her ex-fiancé, walking over to her chest of draws and pulling on a blue T-shirt. She untucked her hair from the top and turned to look at him, as his green cold eyes stared at her, "I trusted you, Chris, and you threw that back at me. I taught you everything you know…I can't believe I loved you."

"Yeah, well the feelings mutual…"

"Just wait until your boyfriend finds out about this."

"How's he gonna find out?" Chris asked, slightly worried that she would find a way to let Wyatt know about their accidental kiss, "You don't know who he is."

"I have my ways, Chris," Bianca smiled coldly at him, "You should know that by now. I'm gonna tell him how much of a cheating, lying, son of a bitch you really are."

Chris walked over to the 19-year-old and grabbed her shoulders, shaking her small frame.

"You even think about telling him anything and I swear to God I'll…"

"You'll what? Hurt me?" Bianca smirked at the Perry, "You wouldn't be able to Chris, you never have been able to." Chris looked straight into her eyes, as if he was trying to look into her soul, and he felt something for her that had been missing for a while. Suddenly, he pulled her close to him and kissed her hard. It was nothing like the kiss before, and nothing like any kisses he shared with Wyatt, this was hard, hot and heavy. He felt himself being pushed backwards and staggered back onto the bed, falling backwards, pulling the girl with him. Every bone in his body told him to stop, but he could not, there was something that was keeping him attached to her, not wanting to part from her, and he followed that rather then thinking of the consequences later.

see, please don't hate me for it...but people make mistakes right...?!?!?!?!?!?

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