Charmed Again (Part 2/3)

Chapter 21

I barricaded the door with my dresser and walked back and forth not being able to calm down. I ran my fingers through my hair so the strands wouldn't stick to my forehead with sweat.

I just said I loved Chris. I just said that I loved Wyatt too....

My brain rattled on and on, reliving what happened downstairs. The elders words pounded in my brain.

They can't tell me who I can and can not be with..
I make my own decisions...
Nothing is going to happen...

I tried to convince myself that everything will be fine and that I will be able to decide, but I truly didn't know what to do.

There was a knock at my door.

I ran to my dresser and pressed it up against the door. I was not going to let anyone in.

"Anna please open up." I heard the gentle voice of Melinda say.

"Melinda can you just leave me alone for a while. I need time to digest everything.." I spoke to her.

I tried my best to say it as nicely as possible.

"Yeah..okay." Her little voice faded away.

I then dropped myself to the floor, my hands shaking. Suddenly tears began to fall from my face. I leant my head against the dresser and started to cry.

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WYATTS POV.

I couldn't sit still. I mean what the hell just happened? I just found out that I've been destined to be with Anna and then have her taken away from me just like King Arthur, as well as finding out that she's in love with me but also with my brother.

This is a new one, even for us.

Anna was upstairs in her room trying to process what was just said to her. I doubt that she's even thinking about it, only freaking out.

I admit I wasn't much better. I was practically striding back and forth my living room, trying to wrap my head around it all. My heart was racing and I had an unpleasant lump in my throat.

Chris was in the kitchen, probably feeling the same as I am with my mother to calm him down.

He's always been the impulsive one..
Never really thinks of anyone but himself and acts before he thinks...
But he's my brother and kind of have to love him, even if he is a big pile of dicks.

I didn't know whether to go see if Chris was okay or if Anna was okay. I didn't even know if I was okay myself. I need something to be calm and rational in this frenzy right now. Then my Dad came around the corner.

I looked at him with helpless eyes. He then pulled me into a hug. After I let him go I took a step back and rubbed my hands over my face.

"How's Chris doing?" I asked and my voice sounded shaky.

"He can barely comprehend what's happening. How are you doing?" He asked me.

I shook my head.

"I don't know. For the first time I don't know what to do. I can't go up to the attic and look in the Book Of Shadows to help me with this situation. I don't even know how Anna isn't screaming right now." I answered.

He put his hands on my shoulders.

"Son, just focus on you first. On what you feel and what your going to do about it all. Just think for a while, process all the information the elders gave you and make a decision. Anna really needs to be alone right now." He spoke softly but with his natural calming, fatherly tone.

I nodded. He then turned and went back into the kitchen. I dropped myself on to the sofa, put my head in my hands and then began to come up with a plan on how to make everything right....

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CHRIS'S POV.

I hung over the sink with my hands gripping the metal sides. The water I just splashed on my face slowly trickled down my nose and my chin.

Holy jesus..

Did that really just fricking happen?

Everything in my head was spinning but all I could think about was Anna. She admitted that she loved me. Me. But then she also said she loves Wyatt. Of course she does. I mean he's perfect. The blessed child that shouldn't have been born, wielder of Exhalibre, son of a Charmed One and the most powerful creature on this planet. And he's got a decent haircut as well.

The elders had told Anna that I wasn't apart of the plan that they had. But all the evidence leads to me being Lancelot. I just doesn't make sense. I must be involved in this somehow.

Maybe I'm Merlin? I laughed to myself.

I'd never be able to grow a beard as long as that. I can't even grow a moustache.

Maybe I'm a Knight of the Round Table?

No. Too mainstream.

What if I'm....Mordred...

No. No. Absolutely not. I'd never be able to kill or hurt Anna in anyway possible.

What if the elders were right? What if I'm just a useless prop that's on standby.

I won't let them ruin my time with Anna. She's with me. So far anyway...

Who do those elders think they are? If Anna and I aren't meant to fall in love then why have we? My Mom and Dad weren't supposed to be together but they fought that. I'm living proof.

There's no way I am going to let them tell me what to do with my life. Or Anna's for that matter. If they want Anna to love Wyatt more than me then they will have to think of more than orbing me around the world to keep me away.

I sat down at the table and put my head in my hand. I then began to come up with plan to make sure that Anna chooses me and not Wyatt...