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Chapter 21: Save the Column Writer, Save the World
"So, how've you been?" Tristan asked politely.
How have I been?! HOW HAVE I BEEN?! You mean since you dumped me? I've been a wreck, a nervous one! I've felt the worst I could possibly feel and I feel like a total tool for lying and being dumped by someone I love. I feel like I should cast a spell to make you well like that chick in Harry Potter, " I'm fine." I lied, smiling. We were on our first date since we went on our 'break'. It was awkward. I mean, once you've made love to someone and been engaged, going on a date after a really tough break is hard and very nerve racking.
"I just...how is the..." he touched the tip of his nose and made it move from side to side slowly.
I chuckled, " Dangerous. Scary." I said, causing his bottom lipe to gape, " ...and worth it."
Tristan closed his mouth and smiled, " Good. Good." he smiled.
"I'm sorry I lied, but..." I started.
"It's okay." he said, surprising me. The waiter walked up, " Um, I'll have the chicken parmesian and my fiancee will have the Taco Salad." he said.
"Fiancee?" I asked, shocked, " And, you still remember my favorite?"
Tristan sighed, " I love you and I was wrong. I was just freaked, I mean, it's not something you hear everyday, then you let me know I was...evil." he said, grabbing my hand.
"I know." I smiled, " But you're not evil."
"I want you to move in and I want us to continue with the wedding." Tristan said.
"I..." It is what I want, " I..." should say yes, " No." I said.
Tristan looked hurt, " HUH?" he asked.
"No. If this was a week ago, then I'd have said yes, but now the world is depending on me and Chris and Wyatt and we can't let them down." I said sadly, " I want to so badly."
"I understand, but when do you get to do what you want?" he asked.
"When I fulfill my destiny." I said, " I just hope Bianca doesn't kill Chris before we do that...or you know, after."
Tristan looked at me.
"Not literally!" I said, causing him to release his breath, " Ok, we have theories about her, but that would be suicide."
"Do demons care?" Tristan asked.
"Not reall...Oh YAY!" I said giddily, " Food!"
Tristan looked at me and shook his head, grabbing his fork and we began to eat.
"Chris, your crazy ex is here." Jordan said, causing Chris to stop doing inventory.
Linda, one of the waitresses, gasped, " She's not crazy, he did leave her at the altar...no offense boss, but that was terrible." she said.
"It wasn't the altar, he told her before." Jordan argued.
"A few minutes." Linda shot back.
Chris sighed and walked away from the quarreling and exited the stock room, immediately running into Bianca.
"CHRISTOPHER PERRY HALLIWELL! Why haven't you answered my calls?!" she asked
"Hello, Bianca." Chris said, passing her by.
"CHRIS I deserve an explanation!" she yelled.
"And you'll get one." Chris said, turning to her, " We're not meant for each other, you know that."
"Who says?" Bianca asked.
"No one has to say." Chris said.
"What is this about? All of a sudden you don't want to marry me? A little fishy, don't you think?" she asked.
"What are you trying to say?" Chris asked.
"Who are you seeing?" Bianca asked angrily.
"Nobody." Chris sighed, " I swear, I just don't want to marry you."
"I don't believe you." she said.
"Believe it." A voice said behind them. They both turned to see Melinda Halliwell standing there. Melinda was a gorgeous woman, remniscient of Sophia Bush. She was a spunky young lady with everything going for her, looks, beauty, and knowledge. She was also an accomplished telepath. She had always been able to use her abilites to do many things, such as possess others. Things she can't undo. She and Billie had trained and honed her skill.
Bianca sighed, " Melinda. When did you get back?" she asked.
"Today. Right now, duh." Melinda said, passing her and hugging Chris.
"Lil sister, how was the flight." he asked.
"Boring." Melinda said, " Hope I'm interrupting something."
"You are." Bianca sniped.
"Good." Melinda smiled, finding a stool, " So, where's Mom and Dad? And Wyat? And Drake? He's not gone is he?"
"Mom and Dad are on vacation, remember, then Wyatt's at the hospital, and Drake is out with Tristan." Chris explained, " You're just in time to help me open."
"And what am I doing?" Bianca asked impatiently.
"Probably being annoying." Melinda spat.
Bianca threw her a sour look, " So, we're not gonna talk?" she asked Chris.
"We will, just not now." Chris said.
"Fine. Fine." Bianca said, storming out of P3.
"Dinng Dong, the demon is gone." Melinda smiled.
"She's not a demon...that we know of." Chris chuckled.
"Come one, let's open up." Melinda said, helping get everything ready.
Wyatt and I walked into P3, fully in conversation. We were talking about our favorite tv shows, we almost didn't get in due to the crowd, god the crowd was huge. We walked in and quickly found a table.
"So, how are things going with Tristan?" he asked.
"He wants me to marry him but I told him now." I said, shifting uncomfortably.
"Why?" Wyatt asked.
"Because what we do comes first." I said.
"I know how much it means to you, getting married to him, I'm sorry." Wyatt said.
"It's okay. I mean, there is still time. I'm not old yet, I'm only twenty four." I said.
"Yeah, you're in great shape, even for your age." Wyatt commented.
I looked at him.
"From a doctor's stand point. You're healthy." Wyatt said, " So, are you and Tristan broken up?"
"No. He made it quite clear that he wants me to marry him, so no break up." I said.
"It's just funny..." Wyatt chuckled.
"What?" I asked.
"Tristan, in love. With you." he said between laughs.
"He's changed. Or, at least, he's trying." I said.
"You sound like you don't know." Wyatt said.
"I don't. I thought I did, but I have this feeling that something's not right. What about Chris?" I asked.
"What?" Wyatt asked.
"I mean, he says he's not mad, and he may not be, but he keeps his distance. I feel like I can't make anything up to him." I said, " I just feel like everyone is watching me, waiting for me to fail."
Wyatt put his hand on my shoulder, " That's not true. I, for sure, am watching you win. It's what you do, and it's why we love you." he said.
"We?" I asked.
"Yes, everyone loves you." A voice said behind us. We turned to see Melinda, " God, you two are such a good couple."
I hugged Melinda and so did Wyatt, " Melinda! It's been so long!" I shouted over the Paramore, who sung CrushCrushCrush on stage.
"Yeah, last time I saw you, you were all torn up over some shmuck...that..." she stopped.
"I'm still dating that shmuck." I said sheepishly.
"And Wyatt?" She said, outraged.
"No, Wyatt and I are friends." I said.
"Oh really?! I would have thought you'd be jumping his bones by now. Either him or Chris." Melinda smirked.
"Melinda." Wyatt said angrily, blushing.
"Chris? Why'd you say that?" I asked.
"It's just a saying." Melinda smirked, " Well, I'm on the clock tonight. We gott get together at the house." she said, going off to take another order.
"I guess things could have been worse." I smiled.
"Why do you say that?" Wyatt asked.
"One of us could have actually had a secret." I chuckled.
Wyatt stared at me for a moment, " I think we should go." he said.
"Why? The band is..." I started.
"You're kind of drunk and I don't want you to throw up or anything..." Wyatt said.
Chris walked up, " Where are you going? I just got a long enough pause to come and see you guys." he said.
"Maybe because it's really busy and you're really late." I slurred.
"No." Wyatt said, " He's pretty drunk."
"I see." Chris smirked, " Ummm, maybe you should orb him."
"Alright, help me get him there." Wyatt said, putting my arm over his shoulder. Chris took the other side and we headed for the back room. When we got there, I felt like I was getting a preminition and suddenly, I, along with Wyatt and Chrs, were thrown backwards!
I found myself inhabiting this body. I was seventeen again...gosh, that's awful, isn't it? I mean I could see everything, but I could move or say anything. I watched as I walked to a mirror and looked at myself. Very...umm, interesting. I was wearing all black. A tight black shirt, baggy jeans and combat boots. I think there was some black make-up too, but...I'm so not going there. I walked downstairs and was met by Mom and Dad.
"Hello honey." Mom said, waring a black turtleneck with black pants and some cute boots, " Ready for school?"
"School. I'd rather not go." I frowned.
"Have to, now go." Dad smiled, hugging me. He was wearing a black suit. Coporate to the end.
"Okay, later." I said, walking outside. Once I got outside, I saw Wyatt and Chris leaving their house and they stopped and waved. I sneered and walked to the black car outside waiting for me. DAMMIT! WHAT'S WITH THE BLACKNESS!? I walked to the car and immediately noticed who was in the driver's seat.
"Hey babe." Talik said, reaching over and opening the door, then waving back up to the house, " Hello Mr. and Mrs. Summers."
They waved as I climbed into the car and began making out with him, " So, are we actually going today?" I asked.
"Yeah, I figure we have to. Your parents have some demons tracking us. My dad's idea." he smirked, kissing me again, " But it's alright."
I nodded and he sped off.
I could only imagine what Wyatt and Chris were up to. I guessed that they had seen my...alternate me's disgust fro them. Apparently we aren't friends now. Talik was alive. That wasn't normal. I mean, I felt like I was having a preminition, but that happened, right? Maybe I got pushed backwards in time instead of forward, right? Right?! Wyatt found himself walking out of the house thinking of how this had happened. That's when he saw me. He felt his own nervousness and then he waved. I had sneered and caused both guys to realize that trying to be nice to me wasn't going to do it. After Talik and I got to school, we walked to class together. I noticed we were late, but this was new. I had never really gotten the chance to do that with him because...because of the Halliwells. It was sweet. As we got to class, everyone turned to us and got this look of fear on their faces. We slumped to the back of the class and chuckled at something.
"Mr. Summers, Mr. Turner, I can only assume that your tardiness is due to..." Mr. Dinison, trying to help us give an excuse.
"....We didn't want to come." Talik smirked.
The class laughed.
"Go to the office." Dinison said.
Talike got up and kissed me, leaving the room.
"You have something to say?" Dinison asked.
"If I did, then I'd say it." I sneered.
Mr. Dinison looked at me, bewildered, then turned back to the chalkboard. I sat in the back, not paying attention when I felt the person in front of me turn around. I looked up to see Wyatt.
"Hey, you're Drake, right? You live next door to me." Wyatt smiled.
"Duh." I said indifferently.
Wyatt shook off my rudeness, " Yeah, you've lived there for about seventeen years and this is the first time we've actually said anything to eac..." he said.
I raised my hand, " You're a jerk-off. Can I go to the office too please?" I asked, getting up and walking out of the room. As I walked down the hall, I stopped when I saw a demon trying to gut a girl! I felt as though I should leave her, but something wouldn't let me. I ran to them and the demon stopped and let the girl go.
"Your highness." he said, bowing.
I looked at the girl and waved my hand, causing her to fly back into the wall, " Why did you attack her in the open?" I asked.
"This witch..." he said.
"Witch? Wait, she's a witch?" I asked.
"She's a he." The demon said.
"What?" I said, looking over to her...or him. Now it was a him. Totally different! I remember saving her, but this wasn't the girl! It was a few minutes ago. It was a glamour! I knew the guy on the ground, one of the new Trio of Evil. I had one thought, " This ends now."
"What's going on?" Talik asked, walking over.
"He was vanquishing this guy...ish in public." I frowned.
"So..." Talik said, grabbing my waist.
"Why were you doing that?" I asked.
"He has been following you in many different forms." the demon said.
"Really?" I smirked, " kill him." Talik said.
"No." I said, walking to him, " I'll do it." I said, causing an energy ball to materialize.
"What're you doing?" A voice said, causing me to turn all the way around.
"You should go back to class." I said, moving the energy bal above the guy.
"Are you killing an innocent?" Wyatt asked.
"I was wondering when you were going to ask me something magical." I smirked.
"You can't." Wyatt said innocently.
"Relax, annoying one, he's been imitating people we know and following us." I said, dropping the energy ball on him.
Wyatt gasped.
"What? Did your mommy teach you not to trust the demon?" I asked.
"You're not a demon." Wyatt said.
"How would you know?" I asked.
"Your Dad is the First Source that isn't a demon and has a family." Wyatt said quickly.
I smiled, " That's kinda cute." I smirked.
"Really?" Talik asked angrily.
"Believe me, I don't want the boyscout." I said, walking backwards, " We should go."
Wyatt made to follow me but the demon shimmered in front of him. Wyatt threw up his hands and blew the demon up, but we were already gone.
Talik had gotten suspended and found himself having to leave the premises. That left me alone. I sat by myself at lunch, listening to my iPod. I was eating when I saw a shadow walk up to me.
"Hey Cole." I smiled.
"Hey baby." Cole said, " I heard about what happened."
"I'm alright." I smiled.
Cole chuckled, " So, when am I going to see you again?" he asked.
"Well, I've got a date with Talik, but after that I'm pretty clear." I smirked. I looked up and noticed Henry, Wyatt and Chris walking over to me, " Gotta go. The Charmed Ones are coming."
"See you later." he said, causing his shadow to dissolve into the ground.
Chris, Wyatt and Henry Jr. sat down.
"Sorry, guess you didn't get the memo, no good guys. You're always such downers." I said snidely.
They looked between each themselves, then at me.
"Hi, you probably don't know me, but..." Henry started.
"Henry Jr., son of Henry and Paige Mitchell." I said, " Son of a Charmed One."
"Worse than it sounds." Chris said.
"Couldn't possibly be." I frowned, " Why are you here? Don't you have someone to save?" I asked.
Wyatt sighed, " This isn't you." he said.
"And how would you know what's me?" I asked.
"I feel like I've always known you. There's something...I know you don't want to be bad and I don't think you're bad. We can help you. I can help you." he said.
"Gosh, and I thought I was gay." I said, packing my things into my messenger bag.
"Ok, well, maybe you're right, but I can help you." Wyatt said.
"You know what, you're cute. When you guys aren't feeling so good, call me. We could set up a three way or an orgy. Could be fun." I said, standing. I walked away but someone was following me, " What?"
"Look, I just met you and I can tell that you like to be the tough guy, but you're not bad." Chris said.
"Why do you people keep saying that?" I asked.
"What? White people?" he asked.
I stopped and turned face to face with him, " No. No, I meant..." I said, trying to explain.
"See, not evil." Chris smiled.
I chuckled and noticed Chris' face. I turned to see four distinct shapes flying through the air! I knew those shapes, the Elementals!
"You've gotta go!" I said quick, " EVERYBODY RUN!" I shouted into the air.
Before I could help it, a rain of fire came down on the school, instantly killing many! Wyatt shielded me and I smiled at him, trying not to convey too much happiness. We looked over to see Chris and Henry trying to save people, but as he got close, Henry was hit by a giant rock and he fell to the ground, not moving. Chris orbed in time to avoid getting hit by the rock, but got smashed by lava! I felt myself pulse, then I was gone.
I found myself back in P3, being held up by Wyatt and Chris, who had the same shocked look on my face.
"Did anyone else just..." I asked.
They nodded.
"My powers are...weird." I said.
They nodded.
"Anybody up for that orgy?" I asked.
They both just stared.
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