Charmed: Black H

Chapter 2. Wyatt. The Halliwells have their own piece of the Underworld.

I wake up on my bed, the night is finally over. Everything that happened, Andrew being a demon, the fire at Daniel's house, Death Coat, Black H, Kate, it all felt like a dream, but all those things had happened, probably Kate's room was now totally empty. I see the watch in my night table, it is 10:15 am, Chris must be up already investigating, maybe even interrogating a demon.

"Wyatt?" mom asks from behind the door, she sounds sleepy. The sound of her voice creates a feeling of happines, like it is going to take all the problems away and make our lifes totally different, but it won't, it will just give me strenght and comfort, family is one of the most important things we got so we can't forget that.

"Yes?" I say. Mom opens the door and stares at me, then looks at everywhere in my room. Her prescense makes this room feel less heavy, like everything is going to be okay but we can't be certain of that. She is wearing a black blouse with a P in the zone of her heart.

"Where's Kate?" she finally asks. I have been afraid she would ask that, I don't even know how to answer that question, I just know she left leaving just a note behind, not even a last hug, a las hug, not even the last opportunity to look into her big, beautiful blue eyes, or touching her blonde hair.

"Gone" I answer with an unsatisfied tone.

"What do you mean?" she sounds curious, but I can't blame her, Kate had always been a mysterious girl, I mean, I found out she was part of our family some days ago.

"We were a lot for her to handle" I say, standing up from my bed, trying to let mom know I'm done with the topic, that I want to be done and forget about her, but the sound of that lie is estupid even for my own ears, she was the best girl I've ever been with.

"Did she say that? But, did she leave when the fire started or when she discovered a demon was attacking? Or when?" she stares at me, confused. I don't want to talk to my family about what happened at the party between us, I feel like I will cry as soon as I say her name, or as soon as I play her memories in my mind.

"Before the fire started" I answer and quickly change the subject, expecting mom to get it this time, I'd really love to even talk about all the danger we are into "Did you know he was a friend of Chris's? By the way"

"The demon?" she answers "Chris never mentioned it" even though she didn't know it, she doesn't sound surprised, probably because, during all her life, friends and even family have betrayed them, giving them no other option than vanquishing.

"It was Andrew" I say while I make my bed. Andrew used to be like a friend to the whole family, he would come home with Chris from school and sit at the table with them, he had always been nice wih everybody, but you never know in this family, one day there's a friend and the other he is one more enemy.

"Andrew? Oh my god, that's how they knew where the book was. Andrew probably checked himsellf one of the times he came here" she turns back "Go down to have breakfast. I will wake Chris up" So he was still sleeping. I guess the effects from last night hit even the srongest ones. I just hope he doesn't have breakfast with us, the last thing I need is to see him. After last night, I even thought about being one step ahead of Chris, so that I would demonstrate everybody I can be a hero too, I can make the Halliwell family proud.

I fix my hair to go downsairs, pretending looking good is the most important thing now. My hair was always been messy, so it takes me some minutes to brush it. I look at myself in the mirror, what should I do next?

I go downstairs, trying to look as relaxed as possible, which is, from a scale of 1 to 10, 1.5. I enter the kitchen, Chris is sitting by the door and my parents in front of him, leaving just an empty chair besides Chris, so I sit down. I'm sure it is not a coincidence that I have to sit next to him, my parents planed everything. Probably, Chris has been up the whole, mom must have told me that so that I would come inmediatly.

"Wyatt, I checked Kate's room and all her stuff is still here" mom claims. Why would Kate leave everything? she doesn't have a job, no parents, she's alone in thr world, it makes no sense.

"She probably ran away scared, and left it all. Maybe she'll come back, take her stuff and leave again" I answer, but I don't even convince myself, I know Kate is gone for good, her note said so.

"We'll see" dad adds "But right now, we want to talk about you guys" he takes mom's hand, what a drama. But even when it looks like a complete drama to us, we know the situation is serious, we just see dad this concerne when a lot is in danger "We know you're angry with eachother, but two minds are better than one" he stares at me, I am the one that claimed would work by himself last night. Maybe I should just apologize and go back to working together, we'll go further that way.

"Well, he is just half mind" Chris implies. What did he just say? Chris has always been like that, it is so hard for him to forgive and forget, once he says something he takes it, repeating it everytime he can.

"Excuse me?" I look at him with anger. I can't believe I was about to apologize, he is not even worth the try, he is worth nothing.

"Come on, Wyat" Chris looks at me "We need clever minds to figure this out" he laughs, giving me an arrogant expression.

"Chris! We don't want you to fight anymore! That's why we're talking to you right now!" mom yells, staring at Wyatt.

"Well, tell him to study, so he can at least pass an exam" he says. My own brother going against me, incredible.

"That's it!" I yell "We are never ever working back together!" Chris stares at me, as if he wants to tell me something but is so rude that he just keeps it to himself. My face express all my anger, that I can tell mom is afraid of talking to me.

I stand up, decided to go, I can't believe things are just getting worse. I should have gone with Kate, everything would be better away from this place, away from annoying brothers like Chris. Or maybe I should join Melinda, things there look better, well, they look beter in every single place than here, in the Halliwell's living hell.