Truly Charmed (Part 3/3)

Chapter 8

"Cheers everyone." Leo announced.

We all held up our glasses and then drank the wine that Piper had pulled out of her special occasion box.

"I'm so glad that you're all safe and it's all thanks to Anna." Piper said.

I looked up, my eyes opened wide.

"Oh no it wasn't just me, Leo, Pandora and Melinda helped. Not mention Wyatt for loaning me his powers." My voice trailed off at the end.

I was prepared for a snarky comment inside my head but nothing was said. My brain was clear.

"Well whoever it was I owe them everything." Piper replied.

"I hate to break this whole family togetherness thing but I have a date to attend to.." Melinda said.

She gave me a worried look and I nodded to reassure her that I'll be there. She headed upstairs to her bedroom to get ready.

Then Piper and Leo went to the kitchen.

"I'm gonna call in on Caleb, see how he's doing." Wyatt announced.

He then orbed out of the manor. Pandora's face dropped with sadness when she heard his name.

"I should go and see my family." She spoke in a quiet tone.

She walked past us and headed out of the front door. Then it was just Chris and I.

"So what shall we do with ourselves?" Chris grinned, pulling me into him by the waist.

"I'm sure we'll find something." I smiled back.

He leaned down and started to kiss me, then wrapped his arms around my entire body. I felt light and airy, then went from standing up on the ground to being horizontal on Chris' bed...

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I walked out of Chris' room in his T shirt which kind of looked more like a short dress on me. I scratched my head and my fingers got caught in my tangled sea bed of hair. I turned the handle of the bathroom door and it wouldn't budge.

Locked.

I hit my head against the wood. I clenched my hand into a fist and began to bang on the door.

"Hey come on, some people really need to do business in there!" I shouted.

The door didn't open. I began banging on it again, feeling the sharp burn of really needing to pee.

Suddenly the door opened and an unfamiliar face was behind it. Standing there not looking very pleased was a young girl, about fourteen years old, really slim and blonde. Then crouched over the toilet, looking hurt and in pain was a fragile Melinda...

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I sat with Melinda on her bed wiping away the yellow puke that was on her face.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked with pained eyes.

She looked hopeless and upset.

"I want to be skinny. Boys like skinny girls. Jeremy does.." She sadly explained herself.

"Melinda there is nothing wrong with you're weight. You're healthy and you look great for you're age." I told her.

"My friend Sarah does it and she looks skinny and she gets all the attention from the boys at school." Melinda said glumly.

"Is that who that was?" I asked. Melinda nodded.

I sighed. This was ridiculous.

"I just want to be perfect.." She confessed.

I turned around so my whole body was pointing in her direction.

"Listen." I began. "Perfect doesn't exist. It isn't a thing that you can be by changing yourself. If the guys at school can't see how amazing and incredibly beautiful you are then they're missing out. Besides, we're witches. We usually end up like spinsters." I tried to joke.

She gave a little smile but then went back to her long, depressed face.

"Boys are different now. They like certain things and if you don't have them then they don't have the time for you." Her voice went quiet.

"Bulimia isn't something you can mess around with to make yourself skinny. It's a serious disease and people have died by starving themselves. Trust me when I say I know how it feels to be that skinny.." I told her.

I remembered my days when I hardly ate more than half a sandwich. I couldn't believe I did that to myself all because I couldn't deal with the loss of my parents. It was terrifying.

"I don't want to be anorexic like you were. I want to be beautiful and strong and the girl that walks down the hallway and everyone turns around to stare at her." Melinda said looking up at me with saddened eyes.

I removed a piece of hair from her face and placed it behind her ear.

"You already are those things Melinda. Believe me. You can do things that no other girl can. You're special in many ways. The right person will come. Sure, there'll be mistakes. A lot. But because you're strong you will get through them." I comforted her.

"Really?" She asked.

"Really." I smiled. "Anyway, whoever you end up being with has to find out that you kill demons and can blow things up so I wouldn't worry about you're look being the thing that scares them away."

She started to laugh. Then there was a knock at the door. Chris was standing there in his boxer briefs, leaning against the doorframe.

"I thought you were coming back?" He asked.

"Something came up." I said.

I'm sure Melinda didn't want him finding about what just happened. So I kept it brief.

"It certainly did." He winked.

My cheeks turned bright red and I cringed. I looked away, laughing. Melinda's face was a mask of horror and disgust.

"Oh my god Chris! That's gross!" She shouted.

She picked up a pillow and threw it at him. He started to laugh hysterically and dodged the pillow.

"I'll see you later." I said to Melinda. I winked to make sure she knew I was coming.

She nodded and smiled. I was a little scared to walk past Chris incase he saw how red my cheeks were. I came to a stop because he was blocking the doorway. He stared down at me with mischievous green eyes. I started to cringe again.

Suddenly he bent down and hauled me over his shoulder. I screamed out of shock.

"Don't mind If I borrow her for a few minutes?" Chris smiled at Melinda.

"Chris you stupid idiot! I could've electrocuted you!" I shouted.

"Take her just get out of my room you animal." Melinda shooed picking up her pillow.

Chris then started to laugh and marched down the hallway with me over his shoulder. He came to a stop at his bedroom door. I turned my head around to see why he stopped. I saw Wyatt standing at the top of the stairs.

"Sorry but this room is going to be occupied." Chris winked.

Wyatt's face bounced from mine to Chris' and I knew that he was upset on the inside. He just nodded with uncomfortable eyes glancing between the pair of us. I saw him turn down the hallway to go to Melinda's room.

Then I heard the click of a door handle and before I knew it I was being flung on Chris's bed..