Chris POV
"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" I muttered to myself, as I materialized in a shower of blue orbs, I had just almost ruined everything. I had orbed to the very top of the Golden Gate Bridge after leaving the Manor & my shocked family behind. I often orbed here to think, which was what I was doing now, my feet dangling off the side. (Huh, some family!) I thought bitterly. My thoughts drifted from my family to the previous events. (Who is this kid?) I thought. Something had seemed familiar about him, I just couldn't place it. Another thing, if I had never met the kid why did he seem so shocked to see me, and why did I give him hope? (Maybe it was Piper) I thought, after all she was long dead in the future, they all were.
Back at the Manor...
" Okay, that witchlighter has some major issues with my husband and I wanna know why!" Piper says fuming. " Well, Leo has been a little extreme, when it comes to his privacy. He does follow him around all the time, and questions his every move." Paige says, trying to stick up for the young witchlighter. "With good reason we can't trust that neurotic little freak. And why are you taking his side anyways, Chris isn't family, Leo however is." Piper snaps back, displaying her classic short temper.
Chris POV
I sigh as I prepare myself for another encounter with my family, and I orb back to the manor just outside the door. I reach my hand towards the doorknob but stop when I hear Piper's outraged tones, "With good reason we can't trust that neurotic little freak. And why are you taking his side anyways, Chris isn't family, Leo however is." My hand drops away from the door, my heart is in my throat, my mothers words echo in my head, "We can't trust that neurotic little freak. Chris isn't family." I have the sudden urge to burst into the room, and tell her who I really am and ask her not to hate me anymore. But I don't, that would be disastrous, instead I orb out and into the attic.
Paige's POV
The sound of orbs saves me from answering to my sisters harsh words. "Chris..?" I gasp when the orbs take the shape of the familiar witchlighter. I search his face and see a flicker of indescribable pain before the emotionless mask replaces it. (Oh my gosh, he heard what Piper said didn't he, oh gosh.) A sharp pain pierces my heart, as I come to the only plausible conclusion, Chris had heard every word Piper had said.
"H-hey." The break in his voice confirms my suspicions. " You heard what Piper said didn't you?" I ask forgetting and not really caring that Piper was still in the room. "I'm so sorry you had to hear that Chris." I say as the flash of pain answers my question. " Why are you apologizing to him, he doesn't in anyway deserve your sorries Paige, if anything he should be apologizing to us, for leaving like that and yelling at my husband." Piper yells outraged. " If that's how you feel, I guess I'll just go." Chris says his voice cracking. My head snaps towards his broken face and I am about to protest, but I'm to late he's already orbing out. I whip around to face Piper, not needing to be an empath to feel Chris's pain. "Did you have to say that Piper, do you have any concience at all? I mean you're blind or heartless if you don't see how much that hurt him I mean he's another human being Piper." I exploded at my oldest sister furious at how she had treated the poor kid, w/o letting him get a word in edgewise. I whipped around and stalked out of the attic, leaving a open mouthed Piper behind. As soon as I was out of sight and hearing range I orbed out to try and find and hopefully comfort Chris.