Chapter seventeen – I know I can stop the Pain If I will it all Away!
Two weeks went by without any contact from Wyatt - well the young witch would've had some contact if he took his turn in running the club the following night of finding Wyatt dancing away in that unknown club – but not wanting anything to do with Wyatt - partly because he was pissed off - the young witch asked his big brother David to take his turn, in return he would do David's and his on the following weekend, giving the twice blessed a weekend off from the Club. Chris knew he wouldn't able to avoid Wyatt forever, but when the mid-week came about and Piper informs that Wyatt has quit the job, he was thoroughly confused. Part of him was glad that Wyatt was gone, so he can brush it aside as if it was all a dream but another part was confused and hurt. The nagging feeling in the back of his head made him feel as if he was responsible for the blonde to quit his job.
Chris knew he was being stupid but he was really hurt by Wyatt's action and he moped about for three days in a row, until Bianca snapped him back to reality by making him face the harsh truth – which was that, if Wyatt was gone then there is nothing Chris can do to bring him back, and he shouldn't do anything to make him return because a person should only return to you in their own time, that's when you truly know that they came back because they wanted to, not because they felt sorry for you or for any other reason. Chris even tried to contact Wyatt couple of times against his own judgement and only ended up with his voicemail – so swearing to himself that he won't bother with the blonde anymore, he erased Wyatt's number off from his phone.
So you can imagine the surprise Chris got, on one beautiful sunny afternoon when he was leaving to meet his friends, found Wyatt parked up in front of his flat, with the blonde hunk leaning against the car as if he knew Chris was going to come down at that particular time.
His heart beat and anger raising rapidly, Chris tried to act as if he hasn't seen Wyatt by fiddling with his cell phone as he made his way to his car.
"Chris!" Wyatt shouted crossing the road as Chris slowed down with a sigh. Not wanting to seem rude, Chris forced a smile at the hunk at the same time ignoring the rapid beating of his heart.
"Hi…" Chris trailed off as he took in Wyatt, who was wearing sunglasses and suited in casual jeans and top.
"Hey." Wyatt said with a smile as Chris gave a nod.
"What you doing here?" Chris asked the hunk as Wyatt lightly shrugged.
"I just wanna apologise to you in person. I know I should've called you but I'm really sorry. I-I just wish that….yeah, I'm sorry that's what I wanted to say before I leave."
Chris on the other hand was little stunned by the emotion that reflected on Wyatt's words, they were beyond sincere….almost - and then it happened, Pain like a rocket launcher smashed into him, causing the witch' vision to nearly black out as he stumbled back and fell into the patch of grass on the lawn behind him.
"Chris!" Wyatt immediately shouted in fear as he rushed to Chris' side, while the young witch struggled to catch his breath – feeling as if he just ran a marathon. The pain he felt moments ago was so intense that it suffocated him with a thought that his heart was going to stop that moment, however quickly as they came, they disappeared – well until Wyatt reached him again, the pain once again filtered into him, but it wasn't such intense feeling as before, however the young witch felt, fear, worry mingling with that untold pain. Chris couldn't understand what was happening, it's clear that he was feeling powerful emotions but he was certain those weren't his emotions, so whose is he feeling?
"Chris?" Wyatt called out removing his shades, allowing the young witch to catch a glimpse of the eyes that were hidden behind the shade. They were bloodshot; his eyes screamed everything Chris just felt inside him.
"I'm feeling his pain." Chris realised as he looked at Wyatt.
"Come on." Wyatt said offering Chris a hand to get up. "You okay?"
"I'm fine." Chris replied back to the blonde hunk. "But are you?" At this, Wyatt looked taken back, realising he had removed his shade; he placed them back, obscuring his eyes from the young witch as he looked away. "Wyatt?"
"I'm fine." Wyatt said with a forced smile – unaware that Chris is feeling everything he is trying to hide.
Ignoring the feeling of wanting to get away from the Pain, Chris took a step towards Wyatt, placing a firm hand on the blonde's arms. "Come on…" Chris said to Wyatt, before turning around to lead the blonde back to his flat, reminding himself mentally of texting his friends.
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"Sit." Chris ordered as Wyatt did as he was told on the couch, while Chris sat before him on the coffee table before grabbing the shade off Wyatt's eyes.
"Chris!" Wyatt said in a tone that begged between 'Please Don't & I feel vulnerable.' Wyatt tried to reach for his shades but Chris threw them away on the couch opposite to them, before turning towards the blonde hunk, feeling his heart once again skip its beat at the sight. Wyatt looked broken.
"Talk to me Wyatt." Chris said in a sincere voice as Wyatt shook his head, looking away with a clenched jaw. He doesn't want to talk about it; he doesn't want anyone's sympathy or pity. He just wants….he can't even think about it. It feels surreal and the thought of being abandoned like this hurt him so much more than he ever thought it would. "Hey…" Chris said moving to sit next to him at the sight of Wyatt looking away with a faraway gaze that reflected untold misery. "Wyatt…" Chris said as Wyatt looked at him, eyes glazed with tears.
"What's wrong?" Chris said as a single tear fell from the blonde' left eye. Wyatt reached to wipe his eyes but Chris was quick as he wiped it away with his thumb. "Let me help." Chris said feeling the fear increase at the sight of Wyatt looking this shattered.
"I'm sorry…" Wyatt once again said as fear doubled inside the witch. What was Wyatt sorry for? Did he do something that could endanger Chris? Does he know Chris was a Witch?
"For what?" Chris asked as Wyatt inhaled deeply, trying to put his emotion aside, which he did – he successfully hid it away from his face. Chris would've believed there was nothing wrong with Wyatt if it wasn't for the fact that he could feel his pain, for some reason, he's gone all empath on the blonde.
"For not calling…." Wyatt trailed off as Chris looked taken back. Is Wyatt seriously upset about not calling him, that he is reduced to a crying mess? Chris didn't know that the blonde was this emotional. Just then both spoke at the same time.
"Wyatt, don't worry about it, I don't car…." Chris trailed off when he heard the words that flew out of Wyatt's mouth. "What?" Chris looked stunned as he waited for the blonde to confirm it again.
"My Gran just passed away." Wyatt repeated again, looking away from Chris as tears blurred his vision.
"I'm so sorry…" Chris said lightly squeezing Wyatt's arm for support as the blonde nodded. Wyatt didn't come down here to lose it like this, he came down because his friends suggested that he should get out of the house, go and see people, instead of moping about the house – but it's hard. His gran is the only family Wyatt ever had, everything he did, he did it for her and now she's gone, Wyatt sees no point in the life he's living now. Everything in Wyatt's life always ends premature, so that's why he came to see Chris, he wanted to thank him and apologise to the brunette, cause he knew he can never get with Chris cause of what he does and cause of his fear of being abandoned.
Chris on the other hand felt these whirlpools of emotions that rocketed through Wyatt, reducing the brunette witch into tears. He now understand what his cousins and aunt Phoebe must've gone through, being an empath is so hard - it's too hard in fact and very painful. Right now all he wanted was to make Wyatt happy, to make him forget, to gather Wyatt in his arms and help him anyway he can to get through this hard time. Chris knew he was being a girl but all these emotions is too hard to deal with, he never lost anyone close to him to experience these emotions….well, they have lost few innocents - well his siblings have lost their innocents but Chris hasn't lost anyone so far yet, so to feel these emotions through Wyatt now was beyond hard.
"Hey, look at me." Chris said as Wyatt slowly turned around to find the tear glazed brunette before him. "Don't you ever feel that you have no one, you understand? You have me. I'm here for you Wy, for always." And those words did it – Wyatt broke down on Chris' shoulder, releasing all the pent up emotion he had since his Gran's death, everything he bottled up came gushing out like a river, as Chris held him in his arms, soothing the blonde knowing it's helping him.
It took a while for the blonde to calm down when he did, he realised that he showed himself in a weak position to Chris and not wanting sympathy and pity from Chris, he pulled away.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have…" Wyatt said wiping his eyes away with back of his sleeve.
"It's alright." Chris said with a smile wiping away the line of tear Wyatt missed with his sleeves. "My mom says it's better to cry it out, then to bottle it all up." In response Wyatt only nodded with a thin smile - but once again the emotion vibe struck the young witch as he felt the blonde' emotion. "Wyatt, I did mean what I said you know, I didn't say it out of sympathy or pity. I want to be here for you, whether as your friend or something more, I'm here for you."
Wyatt looked at Chris at these words, the emerald eyes glinted with genuine care and love, something he often seen in his Nana's eyes, when she kisses him goodbye or take cares of him. Everyone who have been to the funeral – not many mind you – have said something similar that they are here for him if he needs anything, but the blonde knows there are only words, nothing more, nothing less – however with Chris, Wyatt can tell he meant it, he didn't see judgement or pity in the green eyes. He only saw care and love and worry – He can almost hear his Nana's voice telling him 'Don't let this one slip through your fingers honey, this one's a keeper.' And Wyatt knew he'd be a fool to let Chris go from his life.
Several seconds of intense gazing into each other's eyes, Wyatt leaned into Chris and pressed his lips with the brunette as the young one responded back with thrusting his own tongue back into the blonde's mouth. Slowly pushing the brunette body back down on the couch, Wyatt feverishly began to make out with him, seeking the comfort he knew he can get from Chris.
It wasn't long before both ended up naked on the bed with the blonde hunk hovering above the brunette as they frottaged, with Wyatt pumping away between the witch's thighs, while arousing the witch's senses with his mouth. Although Chris panicked in the beginning that this may turn out to his first time, since Wyatt was emotional and wanted comfort – the blonde hunk was once again aware of Chris' feelings and they did what they did on their first night. Chris also felt that Wyatt emotions, which indicated that the hunk doesn't need sex from the brunette but more of the comfort only Chris has to offer, he wanted someone like Chris to be by his side, to wake up next to, and for that Chris was not only happy but he was aroused more than usual.
When their make out session ended, Chris wasn't surprised when Wyatt pulled him close to his body before drifting off to sleep, making Chris grin like a Chester cat as he too followed the blonde into slumber land.
Except just as Chris slipped into dream world, a pink glow appeared at the end of the bed that took form of Penelope – whose eyes widened at the sight before her.
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Hope You All enjoyed this Chapter, I know the previous chapter some of you guys were unable to review, so its alright, I forgive you. ;P – Ooh, You didn't see that coming did you? Hehehe, I wonder what is going to happen now. Ooohhh.
As Always thanks to my awesome Readers & Reviewers, especially to: Wragziez, Question Mark, I-love-Trunks1, CelticWolfster, Itachi-nii, Wesdrewlover, Neferiti, WCLF, Nocturnal Rose, Steven &
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GGT. Lover1 - of course Wyatt does make a hot Zorroo *drools*
*Chris clears throat*
I-I…I meant, you know what to do right. Press that button. *Looks nervously at Chris, while Wyatt chuckles in the background.*