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Boarding School Hell
The sound of a phone ringing could be heard in the room. Chris rolled over and pulled his pillow over his head, thinking that it was his, but then he heard Wyatt's voice just after the ringing stopped.
"Cait, what are you doing calling me and three in the morning?" The Halliwell asked, in a whisper, frowning as he realised Chris had woken up.
The Perry kept his back to the blonde, with the pillow still covering his ears, he did not want to hear this conversation. Not at three in the morning, he just wanted to go back to sleep.
"Cait, you can't call me in the middle of the night," Wyatt sighed, he knew he was keeping Chris up, but if he ignored the call it would have continued to go off all night, "What can I do? It's not like I can go out and bring you some ice-cream is it? Look, just because your pregnant doesn't give you the right to call me, this is the third time in the past two days," The Halliwell just wanted to go back to sleep, but something told him that this was going to continue at least for the time that this 16-year-old girl was carrying his child, "Look, Cait, I'm going ok. I've got school tomorrow and unlike you they really do notice if I just miss one class without a very good reason. Bye, Cait." With that, Wyatt hung up the call and decided to turn his phone off, just in case she did try calling again, he was already going to have to make it up to Chris for that.
"Sorry," Wyatt whispered as he snaked his arm around Chris' waist and laid a gentle kiss on his shoulder. As Chris let go of the pillow, it uncurled onto Wyatt's head, "Well, I suppose I deserve that." The 17-year-old stated, moving his head from underneath the pillow as Chris shuffled around, so they could face each other. It had been awkward in the bed the past couple of nights that they had been back. They had been so used to a double bed while on vacation that they forgot what it was like to be in a single bed and how small it was.
"She'll call again, you know." The Perry stated, just able to see Wyatt's outline of his face in the darkness of the room.
"Phone's off." Wyatt stated, moving his arm, so his hand was resting on Chris' hip, his fingers lightly caressing the skin.
"Good," Chris yawned, "So I can actually go back to sleep," Just then another sound of a phone ringing was heard, this time it was Chris', "Who the fuck will be ringing me at this time?" The 18-year-old sat up in the bed and picked up his cell phone from the nightstand. A number that he did not recognise flashed up on the screen, which meant he was staring at it for a while before he answered.
"Hello?" Chris said as soon as he answered the call, resting on his lover's body. A female's voice came through from the other end and Chris knew he recognised it, but could not place where, "I'm sorry, who is this?" As soon as Chris heard the name, he looked at Wyatt, severely unimpressed, "Look, Caitlin, go to sleep. That baby inside of you needs the rest…"
Upon hearing Caitlin's name, Wyatt's eyes widened, trying to figure out how she got Chris' number.
"Cait, I don't care," Chris said, "I'm not the one who ever gave a damn about you, that was Wyatt and he's trying to sleep. And why the fuck you rang my phone I'll never know, how the hell did you even get this number anyway?" But Chris was not going to wait for an answer, he was too tired to care, "Listen to me, Caitlin, the only reason he still wants to know you is because you're carrying his child. If it wasn't for that he wouldn't want to know. Bye Caitlin."
With that, Chris hung up and also turned his phone off, surprising Wyatt at the harshness in his voice. What the Halliwell was not too sure about was whether it was because he was just tired or whether it was getting too much with Caitlin calling so much.
"Chris?" Wyatt started, but the brunette just turned his back to him as he laid on the bed.
"Not now, Wyatt," Chris sighed, "Just go back to sleep."
"You look knackered bud," Speedy said, as he and Chris sat in the metal hut having a smoke. Yes, Chris has said he was quitting, but it was not going to last long while Wyatt's hormonal ex-girlfriend was constantly calling. As soon as both the teens had turned their phones on the next morning, there were text messages for the 'bitch from hell' as Chris had started nicknaming her, not in front of Wyatt of course, "Has Wyatt been keeping you up?"
Chris could see the smirk playing on his blonde friend's lips and wish that was why he felt so tired. Taking a drag from his cigarette he shook his head.
"More like his ex keeping me up," the Perry sighed, resting his head against the metal wall of the hut, the coldness of it sent a shiver down his back, "I swear, one more phone call from her and I'm gonna give her what for."
"That bad?"
"She's even got my number now, god knows how though," Chris said, "She must have taken a look at Wyatt's phone before we left. She had the chances."
"You really don't like her, do you?" Secretly, Speedy was finding it fairly amusing, like it was karma getting one back on Chris for what he had done with Bianca. Chris looked at his friend while taking another drag from the cancer stick, but kept the smoke in as he ran his hands through his brown locks. He let the smoke out through his nose once he shook his head at Speedy's question.
"I know I can't get her out of his life," Chris said quietly, "That's never gonna happen. Not with her having his kid, this isn't a normal relationship they have. She's always gonna be there as long as he wants to see his kid, but she's constantly calling him, and at stupid times too for stupid things." Speedy was the only other one, except Titch, that knew Wyatt was going to be a father, he was the only one that Wyatt did not mind Chris telling, mainly because he knew how close friends Chris, Speedy and Titch all were.
"You need to stop with your jealousy stints," Speedy laughed, "Otherwise you and Wyatt will hit some rocks."
"We've hit rocks." Chris sighed, he had not really spoken to Wyatt all day, since the phone calls last night. Not that it was Wyatt's fault, it was all the 16-year-old brat on the other end of the phone, but Wyatt knew it was her calling and he still answered it, every time she called he would answer it, that was what got to him the most.
"You hit rocks a few weeks ago," Speedy sighed, "I can tell you're acting differently around him since you've got back. There's subtle things that you do now that you didn't before Chrismas."
The Perry looked at his friend carefully, waiting for him to continue, knowing there was more.
"Chris," Speedy started, "You slept with Bianca while you were with him, that kind of puts any relationship on the rocks."
"He doesn't know."
"Just because he doesn't know, doesn't mean it doesn't affect things," the 17-year-old offered his thoughts to his troubled friend, "You still know. I know I told you not to tell him, but you have to forget it happened too."
"Its not that easy." Chris sighed, looking down at the floor.
"No, maybe not," Speedy shrugged, "But you have to find a way to forget it, unless you want Bianca back and not Wyatt."
"I don't want Bianca," Chris' eyes widened, looking straight into his friend's hazel ones, "What happened between me and Bianca was a big mistake. It was…I don't know…I was confused, messed in the head with everything that was going on. Wyatt's ex turns up pregnant, B's mom goes into hospital…everything just…"
"Got on top of you?"
As Chris nodded his head, Speedy sighed sympathetically, just as Titch walked in to the hut.
"Thought you were quitting?" the short male said, not realising the two were in the middle of a conversation. The two teens looked up at the new comer but neither said a word, "What's up?" From the troubled faces, Titch now realised something was wrong, so sat down and lit up ready for a story.
Speedy looked at Chris, wondering whether he was going to tell Titch the truth. Without Wyatt around now would be a good time if Titch was ever to find out, but how many people did Chris just want to know? He knew the more that knew, the more chance Wyatt would find out and Chris would never forget about it.
Sighing, Chris contemplated the pros and cons of telling Titch his secret. The 18-year-old blonde could probably help Chris, after all this teen was a serial cheat and had lots of advice to offer to him, but the more people that knew, the higher the chance for Wyatt to find out, something Chris really did not want.
"What is it?" Titch asked, seeing that Speedy was looking towards Chris, so it had something to do with him, "Have you and Wyatt had a fight?"
"I cheated on Wyatt," Chris finally answered, "I slept with Bianca over the break, just before New Year. The day I got the ring back." Titch could not believe what he was hearing.
"You slept with her!" the 18-year-old's hazel eyes had grown wide, "I thought you said you hit her."
"I did, that was later the night after she told Wyatt…"
"So Wyatt knows?"
"No," Chris shook his head, "When Wyatt asked me about it, I told him she was lying, trying to split us up. I couldn't face telling him that I'd slept with Bianca."
The three sat in silence, none of them really knew what to say, even Titch. Every time he had cheated on someone it was a sign that he was no longer interested so it never mattered to him about how to tell the girl, but Chris was totally smitten by Wyatt and vice-versa, and for that the 18-year-old blonde had nothing to say.
Meanwhile, Wyatt was making in his to the hut to find Chris. With hardly speaking to him all day, he knew there was something on the young man's mind, and more than likely the two 3am phone calls last night. The Halliwell decided he had to find a way to make it up to his brunette lover, otherwise his ex-girlfriend was going to become the end to their relationship.
As the 17-year-old got to the side of the hut, he could hear Titch's voice, and by the sounds of it he had only just got there.
"Have you and Wyatt had a fight?" the shorter teen's voice could be heard, so Chris was definitely in there. He decided to wait, maybe he could find out his lover's problem without having to guess. But Wyatt was going to hear something he never expected.
"I cheated on Wyatt," the Halliwell wondered at first if Chris was being serious, and then wondered just what he meant by cheating. A kiss? He could deal with that…"I slept with Bianca over the break, just before New Year. The day I got the ring back." Wyatt felt like his heart was breaking, of all the things, of all the people…Chris had slept with his ex-fiancée and then it clicked, Chris got the ring back a few nights before the party, the day that he was going to the hospital the day that…
"So, Wyatt knows." He did not want to know what Chris' response was going to be but he could not pull himself away from the side of the hut, wanting to know everything he could and then afterwards he could…what was he going to even do afterwards?
"…When Wyatt asked me about it," here it came, the full truth of what happened, "I told him she was lying, trying to split us up. I could face telling him I'd slept with Bianca."
The Halliwell's hurt was starting to turn to anger, he could not listen to anymore. Not only had the love of his life cheated on him, but also lied to him, straight to his face. As his breathing quickened, he felt the fury burn inside of him, as what he heard clearly from his boyfriend's voice raced through his mind. He had never felt this, the pain inside of him, the feeling that his heart had been taken out and stamped on, the feeling of betrayal was so great it stopped him thinking clearly. What was he to do? Question Chris now in front of Titch, and whoever else he may have been with, or wait and question him back in the room. Hearing the sound of movement coming from the hut, Wyatt decided to think about it first. He could not let the anger get the better of him, he loved Chris and after everything that had happened with Caitlin, he needed to hear it from Chris straight, everything. As the sounds of movement seemed to be heading towards the door of the hut, Wyatt made his way back to the room. He was starting to feel tears forming in his eyes from the thoughts. Chris had slept with Bianca, it was all sinking in now. Was that just the once or had it happened before. How much had Bianca lied? Who now was telling the truth? Once a cheater, always a cheater, Bianca's words rang through his mind from the party. Wyatt knew Chris had cheated on Bianca, he was upfront about that, but Chris had said to him that what Bianca was saying was a lie. But now, what was he meant to believe? Chris had admitted to Titch he had cheated, and Wyatt knew that Chris would never lie to Titch, especially not about something like this. He needed to know the truth, and he was going to find out. TONIGHT.
Chris made his way down the corridor, after making a stop in Titch's room to drink some of the alcohol the 18-year-old had brought back from Christmas vacation. He had definitely had enough to drink, he was not drunk so to say, just a little tipsy. Drunk enough to handle if Caitlin rang again, and it was needed because as soon as he walked through the door to his room he could see Wyatt sat on his own bed, a cell phone stuck to the side of his face.
"Yeah, I know…" Wyatt's voice sounded quiet though, weak, broken, as if he had been crying, and then Chris saw it as Wyatt looked up at him, his eyes were red and puffy and it was evident that his lover really had been crying, "Pats, I'm gonna have to go, he's just got back," he's just got back? Chris wondered whether the conversation that he had been having, obviously with his eldest cousin, was about him, "Yeah I know, I'll find out everything first. I'm not gonna go crazy. Thanks. Bye."
Wyatt hung up the call as he watched Chris strip off his top and lay back on his own bed. The talk with Patty had helped, she had helped calm his nerves down, telling him to talk this through with Chris rather than jumping to conclusions, little did Wyatt really know was that Patty knew the truth of what had happened, and had her suspicions on why it really happened.
"You ok?" Chris asked, sitting up on his elbows to see Wyatt looking at him.
"Fine."
"Then why don't I believe you?" but Chris could see from Wyatt's expression he was going to have to press for the information, "Wy, you've been crying I can see. Was that Caitlin on the phone? Has something happened to the baby?"
"No," Wyatt shook his head, "Nothing wrong with the baby. And no it wasn't Cait." The 17-year-old watched Chris' actions as he thought about whether to question him or not. As Chris made his way over to him, he was torn between crying again or hitting him. How could this guy stand in front of him and act like he cared, when he had lied to his face?
"Wyatt, what is it?" Chris asked, he had never seen Wyatt cry, not once and was really concerned especially as he was not saying what it was. He knelt in front of the blonde and locked their eyes together.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Wyatt asked, almost in a whisper, as if really he did not want to ask the question and it was involuntary.
"Tell you what?" Chris asked, confused at what Wyatt was talking about. He took one of Wyatt's hand in his own but had a shock when Wyatt pulled it away. His teary eyes turned to that of anger.
"Tell me what? Do you think I'm that stupid? About you and Bianca, Chris, that's what," Wyatt shouted, pushing Chris backwards so he fell to the floor, so Wyatt could stand up. The Halliwell walked away to the window, his back turned to Chris, as the Perry stood up his heart racing as he realised what Wyatt was crying about, "I heard you talking to Titch, before you ask, why the fuck didn't you tell me? Or is something still going on, is that why you didn't tell me?"
"Wyatt…"
"What does she give you that I don't?" Wyatt turned around, his head racing with questions that he wanted to ask, but not giving time for Chris to answer. The hurt and the pain was getting confused with the anger that he was feeling. He did not even know what he was feeling anymore, he had never felt this way, not once, "You lied to my face, I asked you if what she said was true and you told me it was lies, all lies."
"Wyatt, let me explain."
"No, Chris, you don't get a chance to explain," the 17-year-old shouted, "Not until I'm finished. You cheated on me. You gave me this ring and said that…that…we promised each other that neither of us would cheat and you throw that back in my face. Why, Chris? Why did you do it? Once for old times sake, or was it never called off in the first place?"
"It was once, Wyatt," Chris tried to explain to Wyatt, but he seemed like he did not want to know, but Chris continued trying, "Just once, the night after her mom went into hospital. I was weak, ok…we we're arguing and I gave into that moment of weakness…"
"Moment of weakness?" Wyatt was gobsmacked by what he was hearing, "And just how many moment of weaknesses have you had?"
"Wyatt, please…" Chris begged his lover, "Just listen to me for one minute. I love you, ok, and I'm sorry, I should have told you…I didn't want you to find out this way, I wanted you to find out from me if you ever did find out…"
"If I found out?" Wyatt shouted, "So you weren't going to tell me?"
"Wyatt…" Chris sighed, frustrated that Wyatt was picking up on the worst things he was saying, "Please, sit down and listen to me," but Wyatt was not going to do as Chris asked, so the Perry continued, "I made a mistake. I made a huge mistake. I did what I tried to do with you when my grandpa died, everything got confused in my head, I thought I wanted her and gave into that, something you stopped me from doing. As soon as I thought about it, I realised what a mistake I made. I'm so so sorry, I really am, I never meant to hurt you."
"Then why did you lie to me about it?" By now, both the teens were crying, Wyatt for the pain he was feeling, Chris for the guilt and the fear of losing his lover.
"I panicked," Chris admitted, "I thought if I told you then that would be it, and I don't want to lose you."
Wyatt still was not having it, even if it was the truth, Bianca's words still rang through his mind. Once a cheater, always a cheater, he could see her laughing at him now for being such a mug, which angered him more that anything else.
"Wyatt, please…"
"Please what?" the Halliwell shouted, "What do you want me to do? Forgive you? I don't think so. I trusted you and you broke that. I loved you, Chris, I loved you with everything I am, and you've just thrown that back at me."
"No, I haven't," Chris shook his head, "It was a mistake, Wy, please, just give me another chance."
"I don't know if I can, Chris," Wyatt shook his head, running his hands through his golden locks, "I really don't know if I can trust you enough."
The two teens stood in silence, neither knew what to say to each other.
"I love you, Wyatt." Chris broke the silence, tears streaming down his face, he thought they were never going to stop. Wyatt never answered him, he just looked away.
Understanding what Wyatt wanted, Chris took a deep sigh and nodded his head. Without a word, he turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Wyatt just stayed in the room, thinking about what Chris has said. Not all his questions had been answered, but enough, but then again that was only if Chris was being truthful now, but would he really lie? What would he gain from lying now? He needed to think this through. One thing was for sure, though, he was not about to trust him anytime soon.
ok, a little short but it just seemed to end right there with Wyatt and Chris' arguments. Please review to let me know what you thought about it. Was the initial argument enough? Don't worry, the next chapter is both of their thoughts on the matter, but I'm not giving any clues of how it will turn out. You'll have to wait and see to find out if they'll stay together or not...