AN: hey everyone! here is the second chapter!
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This chapter is very long and i will love everyone who reads it, this chapter is also shows a different side to Chris from the last chapter he was very quiet, but now we get to see the real Chris and what he does get up too...
Disclaimer: i hate putting these here, but if i don't wanna get sued...i don't own Charmed or any people involved in making the showing and this story is non-profit and no one but the people on here will read it...
Summary:This story is set in the good future - a fifteen year old Chris has problems to face and new people to protect...thats when all the trouble starts...this is slash, meaning boy on boy kissing and everything else, so if you don't like please DON'T read! you have been warning!
BEEP!….BEEP!…BEEP!……
What is that noise…Chris thinks.
Chris can hear his breathing, slow and shallow.
I must have fallen a sleep once I got home…Chris thinks.
Strange I don't remember getting home or getting to my room to go to sleep…what is that beeping it's so annoying……Chris' thoughts ramble on.
I sense someone….not Wyatt...but someone else…Chris thinks. He feels himself becoming more awake and aware of what is around him. He can feel a hand lying near his, he feels his hand reach out and take the other persons.
Chris feels his eyes flutter open, then they shut when he sees the strong light.
"Chris?" he hears someone asks.
"Chris, come on, kid wake up," the voice urges. Chris slowly opens his eyes.
"Hey, kid," the voice says. Chris looks confused , but tries to sit up in the bed.
"Mr Ada….Max what are you doing here?" Chris asks.
"Wait, what am I doing here?" he asks again. Max smiles.
"Well if I wasn't here you would have had a concussion as well," he explains gently, Chris looks confused at this.
"What.. I thought I…" Chris gets cut off as Piper and Leo burst into the room. They stop when they see how close the pair are, Chris quickly lets go of Max' hand as if only just realising he was holding it.
"Mom?" Chris asks in disbelief.
"Oh, thank god you're alright," She gushes, crushing Chris' slim figure into a tight hug.
But what happened…how come no one is telling me…Chris thinks angrily.
"I guess I better go, you're awake now, so.." Max trails off, Piper and Leo nod with him, however Chris looks confused.
"I'll walk you out," Leo offers, as the two leave Chris turns back to his mother who is fussing over him.
"Mom, stop, I'm fine," he states.
"Well, you weren't two hours ago," she states.
"Mom, what happened?" he asks again, hoping to get an answer.
"You almost died," she whispers, with tears in her eyes. Chris raises an eyebrow at her.
We almost die every week…what's so different about today…Chris thinks making sure his mom can hear.
"You had critical alcohol poising, you're allergic to one of the ingredients in the whiskey you were drinking last night, I know you Chris, but I didn't know you drank you that bad, Chris if Max hadn't of been there you could of died," Piper explains tears springing in her eyes. Chris looks away feeling guilty for the things he does, he knew his mom knew about some of the stuff he got up to but if she knew all of it, it would kill her and she would never look a him again.
"Peanut, I'm just glad your okay, but I'm grounding you for the rest of the week and no more drinking, please," She states in a harsh, but caring manner.
"Okay," Chris sighs. Giving Piper a big hug, as Leo walks back into the room he sees that his son and wife are still entangled together and doesn't want to disturb them so leave quietly.
"Oh, come on Mom," Chris whines as he meets her around the island in the kitchen.
"Christopher for the last time n!" she states, walking around to the other side of the island and getting out that way, Chris stands pouting and thinking.
I need to get out….he thinks.
"Wait!" he half-shouts making Piper stop in the doorway and turn to look at her middle child.
"Mom, it's been five days, I'm fine, I'm eating, I'm not drinking, I'm missed school and," Piper watches him, watching for him to continue as she can she the clogs ticking in his Brain.
"And it's Mel's birthday party tomorrow you don't want me acting like a caged animal for guests do you, I know some of her friends may like it, but trust me mom you and everyone else won't," he continues, after he is finished he takes a deep breath. Piper sighs and tries to hide the smirk that is coming to her.
How did you get so smart…She wonders.
I got it from the best…..he thinks back, now fully smirking at his mother.
"Oh, ok, but be back by five," She sighs, knowing that she would have given in anyway to stop him from moping around the house like a lost puppy.
"You're the best!" He cheers, giving her a kiss on the cheek and heads to the front door of the Manor. As he approaches Paige and Phoebe burst through.
"Hey aunties, bye aunties," he laughs and saunters out the door. The pair stand shocked looking at the now closed door.
"I thought he was on house arrest?" Paige questions to Phoebe as they make their way further into the Manor.
"Guess Piper caved and so would we if we had fifteen year old boys," She replies.
"Ye! All that to come," Paige grumbles as they enter the kitchen spotting Piper back at the shove.
Finally free…Chris thinks as he wanders around the Mall.
I can't believe with all my issues I forgot Mel's birthday present...he thinks again. Looking around at some of the shops savouring the memory.
Who knows the next time mom will let me out…he thinks sadly.
Chris peers into a shop window, it's one of the old shops with lots of crystals and junk in, but if you look close enough you can find the most treasured present. Chris suddenly feels hands on his shoulders.
"Hey, long time, no see," the deep voice says. Chris' eyes shoot up looking in the glass, seeing Michael. Chris smiles and turns himself to face him.
"Free at last?" Michael asks. Chris smiles up at him as he feels his hands trail down his own arms.
"I gotta get Mel's birthday present, then I'm all yours," Chris states, giving him a little push and moving into the shop, Michael follows curiously.
"You're such a caring brother, what you got Mel is brilliant she'll love it," Michael states as him and Chris wonder through the Mall, Mel's birthday present tightly, in Chris' hand. Chris smiles up at the taller boy, feeling his hand travel up and down Chris back.
Movie…Michael thinks. Chris just shakes his head, he comes to a halt, standing in front of Michael and pushing him into the nearest wall behind. Chris smirks up at him and quickly captures his lips in a quick kiss.
No ones home….Michael thinks.
Chris smirks at him, pulling him into a quiet place so they can orb to Michael's.
Chris grumbles and rolls back on to his pillow some more.
"What's up?" Michael asks. As he watches Chris lie on his bare chest.
"Mom's calling me," he sighs rubbing his hand up and down Michael's arm.
"Then, I better not keep you," He smirks leaning down and giving Chris one last passionate kiss and gently pushes him out of bed. Chris half falls on to the floor but catches him self and begins to search for his clothes that were discarding a few hours ago. Michael sighs as he watches Chris get dressed.
How did I end up with someone as great as you...he thinks. Chris turns as he is doing up his pants and leans back over the bed; half on top of Michael.
"Because you have good taste," Chris smirks as he kisses him and allows his hands to wonder to his naked stomach, Michael moans at Chris' touch, Michael begins to caress Chris back; Chris moans in respond. Michael pulls Chris more on top of him, never letting his lips go, as the continue to kiss more feverishly, Chris suddenly breaks away holding his head in bad. Michael quickly sits up watching him hold his head as he begins to rub his temples.
What's the matter…you okay…Michael can help himself thinking.
"Ye, it's just mom's trying get in my head to see where I am and stopping her is kinda difficult," Chris explains with a pained voice.
"Well, go home, then she will know you're home," Michael suggests. Chris tries to nod his head and stumbles around the bedroom trying to find the rest of his clothes and Mel's present. When he has, Chris gives Michael one last look and orbs out. Michael stares at the spot where Chris has just vanished and sighs heavily.
If we just told everyone we wouldn't have this problem..…he thinks as he makes his way into the bathroom for shower.
Chris orbs into his bedroom; which he still has to share with Wyatt. He flops down on his bed and closes his eyes trying to counteract the spell Piper put on his brain.
Why does she feel the need to know where I am every second of the day….Chris grumbles. As Chris sub comes to the world of sleep.
Where is B, I need to find her, I need some sort of proper conversation, not just these screaming teenagers…Chris thinks, as he wanders around the Manor the following day; it's full of family and friends and Mel's screaming friends; Chris is so lost in his thoughts that he doesn't notice he has bumped into someone.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Chris says politely, as he looks up Chris sees Max.
"Hey Mr Mc…Max…what are you doing here?" he stutters out.
Smooth Chris, really smooth…he thinks to himself.
Max swallows as he looks around the filled Manor.
"I have a demon problem," he whispers, Chris' eyes go as wide a saucers.
"Kid, that's the reason I was here last week." Max quickly explains, seeing Chris' look, Chris quickly thinks back to last Monday morning and their brief conversation, Chris slightly remembers, although he was poisoned.
"So you're a witch," Chris realises with a slight frown.
He doesn't look like a witch to me…he thinks, giving Max a quick once over, Chris sees his dishevelled blonde hair and crumpled top and jeans, however his blue eyes seem to hold something…..
How beautiful….so clear, but so full of….Chris' thoughts get cut off my Max waving his hand in front of his eyes.
"Maybe I should go and get Piper, I don't want you to wear yourself out, Kid " Max says, rolling his eyes and moving slightly, Chris glares at him for the comment, but snaps his hand out, grabbing his arm.
"You know what this thing looks like?" Chris asks in a whisper. Max nods slowly.
"Well, come on and besides dragging mom away will only distract everyone," Chris states, as he holds Max' wrist tightly pulling him over and up the stairs, making sure no-one is looking or if anyone does it doesn't look too suspicious. However un-noticed by Chris; Phoebe and Coop watch their nephew lead the new witch upstairs, Phoebe turns to her husband with a smile on her face.
"What are you doing?" Max asks as Chris leans over a map, dangling a crystal.
"It's called scrying, you hold a crystal over a map ad think about someone such as a demon and wave the crystal around it will land on where the demon is, you can also use the computer," Chris explains, while getting quite annoyed that the crystal isn't landing anywhere.
"So what happened?" Chris asks as he watches the older man flick through the Book of Shadows.
"I was just parking my car outside the Manor, I have a card for Melinda's birthday, a demon just appeared and fired a fireball at me, so I kinda dodged it and then I was suddenly inside with you bumping into me," Max explains. Chris frowns.
So he can move himself, without he knowing…Chris thinks.
"Are you hurt?" Chris asks.
"No, I'm good," Max responds and continues to look in interest through the Book.
"Found him!" Max shouts, Chris makes his way over reading the information about the demon. Leaving the crystal to float by itself over the map.
"There's a spell," Chris mutters to himself.
"Wyatt," Chris says out loud. Max glances at him as if he has gone crazy. In a second Wyatt appears in a flutter of blue orbs.
"I need a potion," Chris states, Wyatt looks from Max to Chris in a questioning manner.
Did you know he was a witch?….Chris thinks making Wyatt hear.
Yes, wait! You didn't hasn't mom spoke to you?…..Wyatt thinks back.
After what happened she hasn't spoke to me about everything other than safe drinking tips.…Chris quips back.
Wyatt rolls his eyes and makes his way over to the book, next to Max.
"Hey," He greets, Max nods back.
"We need the power of three," Wyatt states. Chris rolls his eyes at his brother, turn back to the crystal as it floats by itself.
"We can do it ourselves, just make a potion and I'll do a spell," Chris instructs.
"Besides, bugging them right now would be suicide," Chris adds. Wyatt chuckles at his brother humour, picking up the book and moving the book to the table with the cauldron and Wyatt begins to add the first ingredients.
"I'm confused, why did you say you can't do it?" Max asks. Wyatt looks up realising that his brother won't answer.
"The power of three is mom and the aunts, which who would usually take these sort of demons, but Chris is being stubborn," Wyatt answers , watching his brother, who is intensely starring at the crystal.
"Wy, we've faced bigger demons," Chris replies back.
"And sometimes when it says the Power of three, its just their to stop us trying," Chris quips back, bopping his tongue out at his brother. Max chuckles at them. They continue to banter as Wyatt continues to make the potion. Max watches carefully taking in the new view he is seeing everything and everyone especially Chris.
Who would of thought he'd be the one in charge…Max thinks with a confused look watches as Chris paces the floor with a pen and paper scribbling words down.
"Done!" Wyatt announces smiles at the other two.
"Good timing, crystals just dropped," Chris informs; he's the only one who has notices; Wyatt and Max' eyes flick over to the map to see the floating crystal now on the map.
"Lets go," Chris says grabbing Wyatt and Max' wrist.
"Just think of it as a learning experience," Chris suggests to Max who looks a bit dazed as to why Chris grabbed him.
"You have a spell, right," Wyatt says. Chris nods his head and orbs them out.
"So that was demon vanquish, WOW!" Max gushes like a kid as the three make their way down stairs.
"Sshhh," Chris shushes and walks over in front to find Bianca.
"We need to be careful around mortals," Wyatt explains he too walks off to get a drink, leaving Max looking around.
"I need a drink," Chris announces, once he finds Bianca in the sun room. He takes her drink out of her hands and takes a big sip.
Mmmm…vodka….Chris thinks with a smile.
"So no, hello, I've been looking for you everywhere," She stated, glaring up at him.
Demon issues……Chris thinks.
Oh you could of called I would of helped, this party is lame…Bianca thinks back.
Hey this is Melinda's birthday party….Chris thinks back, with a glare.
Sorry I just had no one to talk too….Bianca thinks back.
"I need another drink," Chris declares.
"Max?" Piper asks surprised as she spots him, she offers him a drink.
"Thanks, I hope you didn't mind me dropping by, I know I wasn't invited but when you told me the other day I got her a card," Max says as he begins to blush and hands Piper the card smiling.
"Awww, that's really sweet," Piper gushes, Max smiles shyly at her.
" Look there is more food and drink in the kitchen, I'll see you later," Piper says pointing him in the direction of the kitchen; forgetting that he was only at the house a week ago. Max slowly walk into the kitchen, where he was only a week ago. Max looks around seeing the all the food and drink on the table.
There's enough to feed the whole State…he thinks, chuckling to himself, as he enters fully he notices that it is empty except for two figures leaning against each other by the island. Max watches as the figures lean in, a he tries to move back out of the room he bumps into the side table making a noise. Max turns and makes eye contact with the figures; Chris and Michael, Chris pushes Michael off him, grabbing a cup and going out the back door, leaving Michael and Max starring at each other.
Shit…..that's our teacher…Chris is gonna be…oh god! Michael thinks, blushing and trying to stop starring at his teacher.
Where they gonna…….oh…God…Chris and him are….Max thinks, making a quick exit.
A while later, Bianca finds Chris sat on the grass in the back garden with a bottle with vodka.
"Why didn't you tell me Mr McHottie was here?" she asks with a smile.
Who….Chris thinks with a confused face.
"Mr McAdams, Mr McHottie," she says laughing.
"You watch that hospital show way to much," Chris replies. (AN guess what this is in reference too.)
"Anyway, looks like the Wyatt and Chris fan clubs have merged into one Mr McHottie fan club," Bianca informs trying to lift his spirit's a bit.
Oh joy no more fourteen year old screaming girls around me…Chris thinks, however that doesn't improve his mood and informs Bianca.
"He was my demonic emergency, he's a witch,"
"Anyway that doesn't matter he just caught us," Chris says quickly, taking another sip of his vodka.
"Oh, shit, Chris really, at least it wasn't Piper or anyone else, wait he's a witch?" Bianca reasons. Chris sharply turns to her.
"Yes, but it could have been and we were just so careless," Chris says with a bit of anger, ignoring her question.
"Sweetie calm down, you guys are fine, besides you've only got another five months left, so make the most of it." She instructs.
Don't remind me…he's leaving for College and I get to stay he and be alone and he'll go off with the first person he sees…..Chris thinks sadly.
He loves you….you idiot…..Bianca thinks back, taking the bottle away from him.
And you shouldn't be drinking….I'll go and get you food…she thinks, as she walks away. When she returns with a plate of food she finds the back yard empty. Bianca sighs and closes her eyes sensing for her best friend, she finds him upstairs with Michael.
Welcome back reckless Chris….she thinks with a loud sigh.
Over the following week Chris becomes more out of control, he starts to cut class and goes out to parties nearly every night, his drinking increases and even Bianca is worried about him, on Wednesday as they sit at lunch Bianca notices how Chris looks his eyes are all red and puffy, also she can she smell the alcohol and cigarettes on him. Also he leg is shaking and he can't keep still, he keeps tapping the table, however it seems as if it's only Bianca that has noticed.
Why does it seem as if it's only me that cares….she thinks.
Even Michael isn't disturbed by Chris…he never seen him this way before, so why doesn't he look worried…he hates it when he's drunk…she thinks with a look down the table at Michael as he chats o friends disregarding Chris and all his tapping and weird behaviour.
"Chris?" she asks turning to him. Chris slowly turns to her his eyes seem dazed.
"Hey B, how's my girl doing?" he asks excitedly. Bianca rolls her eyes.
"You wanna go for a walk, Chris? You know get some air?" she asks hopefully.
Then I can sober you up…she reasons.
"No! I'm having way too much fun in here," he shouts out again, however like before no one seems to notice.
"That party was off da hook last night," Matt says as he sits at the table.
"Ye, all the dancing and truth or dare was hilarious, Matt had to run around naked," Chris responds laughing as the rest of the table join in.
The following day Chris isn't in school.
Probably to stoned to get outta bed…Bianca thinks in disgust.
I have no problem with drinking alcohol and smoking…. when it's done to that much and its Chris…he's my best friend….Bianca thinks as she sits in English class. Max looks around the class seeing that Chris is there again.
This is the third time this week and we only a the class four times a week….he thinks with a sigh. Max notices that Bianca is looking distracted.
Maybe she knows something…he wonders.
"Miss Summers, may I have a word?" He asks once the bell as rung and everyone is making their move to leave.
Here we go…what did I do now…she grumbles.
"Miss Summers, I understand you're good friends with Mr Halliwell?" he starts, Bianca nods in respond.
"Do you know where he is? And why he hasn't been to any of my lessons this week?" he asks sternly.
Ye cos you caught him making out with his boyfriend…she scowls.
"I guess he's ill," she lies. She watches her teachers face fall.
Did he want me to say the truth that he is stoned out of his mind…she wonders.
She sighs.
"Looks Chris is ill, well kinda, he's just sleeping whatever he did last night off and the reason he's doing it is because she saw him with Michael on Sunday and now he's freaked and getting drunk and stoned is how he deals with stuff," Bianca explains. Mr McAdams goes to speak.
"And I know because you're a teacher you have every right to go to the Principle, but as a fellow witch and friend of the Halliwell's please don't? I'll deal with Chris telling him some home truths usually brings him out of this stage and then once he's sober he's normally Chris again," Bianca asks him.
"How did you know I was a…" Max trails off.
"Chris told me," She replies.
"Oh, I trust you want say anything and I will respect your wishes and allow you to take care of your friend." he says gently.
"Thanks," Bianca replies.
"You can go now," He states. Bianca moves from in front of his des towards the door.
"He'll be okay?" Max whispers.
"He always is," Bianca replies, just as quiet.
I've just gotta find him…she thinks. Leaving Max alone in his classroom.
I hope he'll be okay…what do the elders think they are doing…saying that a fifteen alcohol druggie is gonna protect me…Max thinks with a sky would look.
Friday night goes quickly the following day, Wyatt is out celebrating his seventeenth birthday, which is on Sunday; second of February. But for tonight his birthday has come early, Piper has allowed him to use the VIP area of P3. Before Piper leaves, so Wyatt and his friends can enjoy the night, Piper pulls him to the side.
"Look after him, okay?" she asks, looking over at Wyatt's friends as they talk and spots her middle son sitting glaring at the guy who is sitting opposite him.
"Mom, Chris'll be fine, I know we haven't saw a lot of him this week, he's just sorting his head out," Wyatt explains back.
I hope he is…..he needs a good talking too…Wyatt thinks, remembering previous morning that Chris was past out on the foyer floor at three AM when Wyatt came down for a drink and how he carried him upstairs to his bed.
Piper looks at Wyatt with a concerned face.
"Maybe I shouldn't have allowed him to come?" she asks herself.
"If you hadn't he would have found a way to get here anyway, I'll keep an eye on him, mom," Wyatt states, leading his mother other to the stairs, he gives her a brief hug and watches her disappear out of the club.
Right Party time…Wyatt thinks smiling.
Wyatt returns to his friends.
"Happy Birthday!" they all shout and hug him. They begin to chat and drink their cokes. Chris watches as his brother sits and talks to his friends, knowing that Wyatt's friend Danny had spike everyone's drink.
He's such a jerk….Chris thinks, glaring at the dark haired sixteen year old; it was his birthday next month.
As the night continues he watches in amusement as Wyatt and his friends get more drunk, while he is way more drunk then them,
Heck I was drunk before I came….Chris thinks with a smirk, as he makes his way over to the bar, stumbling as he goes.
"Another Charmed and Dangerous," he tells the barman, he gives him a sweet smile, which always works.
"This is your last one, if Piper found out, I'd get fired," the barman says blushing at the look Chris is giving him.
I can't believe he's fifteen…the barman thinks.
"So this is where you come to get drunk," a voice states next to Chris over the music. Chris turns and looks straight into Max's blue eyes.
"You have a problem with it," Chris responds annoy that he had to be here.
"You're fifteen," Max says simply.
"So, you never did anything you shouldn't?" Chris snipes, Max swallows the lump in his throat and looks away slightly for a second.
"So, you have, Mmmm….wonder what that could have been," Chris whispers sexily, leaning in towards Max' lips. Max is drawn to Chris for a second, then really sees him for the first time that night. He quickly pulls away as he looks into Chris' bloodshot eyes that have lost all the emerald sparkle and are now a dull stony colour.
So Bianca hasn't got to him yet…Max thinks.
"This isn't right," Max whispers, pulling away from Chris.
Maybe I could have a go…he wonders.
"Oh, come on you can't go shy on me now," Chris whines, grabbing his hand and pulling him over to the office. Once inside Chris grabs Max by the shoulder and crushes their lips together. Max quickly pushes Chris away, making him hit the door with a loud thump! Chris' eyes go shocked as he watches silently what Max is gonna do.
So say home truths…he remembers Bianca telling him.
"You're drunk and God knows what else, Kid you're fifteen, just a kid you shouldn't be doing this to yourself," Max says. Chris glares at him.
"It's my life," Chris shouts back, his anger quickly risen.
Emotions rise fast when you're drunk or high…Max thinks, remembering the group talks.
"What about everyone who cares about you, you're putting them through hell, God Kid they are, they wanna help!" Max shouts back.
"They just wanna stop me having fun," Chris shouts back.
"Like you, we could have had a lot of fun, but no you just wanna stop me," Chris continues, trying and failing to get Max to reconsider.
"Kid, getting drunk and stone is not a way to deal with the fact that you're embarrassed about being gay," Max says more carefully.
"I'm not embarrassed, just I don't want anyone finding out," Chris responds now talking on a normal level.
"Of course you are! You wouldn't have avoided me and started doing all of this," Max states.
"You don't know why I do, what I do!" Chris rises his voice again.
"Yes I do, you're a scared little boy who doesn't know what and who he wants!" Max shouts back.
"I'm not I know I want….I want…." Chris says stuttering and then goes silent. His eyes go wide and fill up.
What am I doing here….God my head hurts and Max!…Chris thinks, with one last teary look Chris orbs out.
Standing on the Golden Gate Bridge Chris stares into the distance, not seeing the Bay or any of the cars, he just starring.
Why do I do these things……why do I always screw up…..no one ever loves him…or cares about me….why did Max have to be so mean…..why am I so scared……Chris thinks as the tears falling freely like a river.
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