|
|
Post by RP Muse on Sept 2, 2007 23:07:12 GMT -5
“D@mn it Chris!” Melinda said as Chris told her not to worry. “Don't give me that martyr sh!t!” Melinda said getting upset. “Why does everything have to be so messed up!” Melinda said suddenly. “Wyatt is acting completely crazy and you won't tell anyone how you feel! I just want to run and never look back Chris! I wish Wyatt never healed me” Melinda said her eyes starting to tear up again.
She regretted saying that but she couldn't help it. She didn't really feel like being around with out her parents. Especially Piper, since they had been really close. Then the fact she had seen her mother practically being killed not to mention her father, left her in a pretty messed up state.
“Why did I have to get in the way?” Mel said through tears. “I don't care anymore Chris you don't know what it was like...” Mel said having a vivid image of the attacks. Melinda was almost going in hysterics in tears. It was too much to think about that day.
**********************************************************************
Wyatt was sort of glad he had ran into his cousin. He had not seen any of them for a few days either. Wyatt looked at Prue. “Are you sure?” Wyatt asked not really buying it.
She sounded like Chris. “You know if you need to talk you can.” Wyatt said wondering how she was really doing. Piper and Leo may have not been her parents, but they were her aunt and uncle. They had been there for her when her father died. Piper had been more of mother than Phoebe had after Coop had. Then when she died. Piper and Leo were really there for her.
|
|
|
|
Post by italiannna on Sept 2, 2007 23:54:16 GMT -5
"Melinda, how can you say something like that? You wish you weren't healed... If Wyatt had gone to our parents and not healed you, we would have lost mom, dad, AND you. The damage that the demons had done was too much... Do you realize Mel? If we had lost you to, I dunno what we would have done!"
Chris's heart was beating out of control. He could feel himself beginning to have another panic attack. Some of his breaths fell short and he began to slightly panic.
Keep it cool Chris! You can't let Mel see you lose your mind... Control your emotions...
Chris caught his breath and kept his eyes on his little sister. He wished so hard that he could take her pain away... He didn't want to see her like this... He didn't know what else to say to her... She was right. He didn't know how she felt. He didn't see his parents die... But he did have to deal with the agony of not being there when the attacks occured. That would haunt him until his last day.
Not knowing what else to do, Chris wrapped his arms around his little sister and pulled her into a comforting hug. He was just going to let her cry on his shoulder...
|
|
|
|
Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 3, 2007 0:18:51 GMT -5
Marc stared at Chris and heard the anger he was feeling by his words, but it was true and someone had to tell him. He waited patiently for Chris to calm down and was glad that his cousin understand what he meant without verbally being angry.
Footsteps were heard and Wyatt entered the scene. He wanted to talk to Chris and Marc didn't mind. Chris got up and was not happy when Wyatt said he was the strongest. Marc sighed quietly and let his cousins do what they needed to do.
He was left alone, sitting in the chair he would be for the rest of the day. Marc didn't mind. It helped him concentrate on keeping his emotions in check and not doing what he should have done years ago.
Marc shifted and sighed. Man, I really need to get out of here. Go to P3 and drink. P3... he sighed again. On second thought, not P3. Too many memories and no one would serve me anyways. He made up his mind. Later on tonight, he would leave his family and forget his way. Girls were a nice get away from his reality.
|
|
|
|
Post by RP Muse on Sept 3, 2007 0:31:10 GMT -5
Melinda buried her head into Chris' chest again. She felt so safe in his arms. She just wished time would stop and she could freeze everything forever. Melinda continued to sob into Chris' chest as her mind wandered to that day....
Flashback:
“Hey mom look over there!” Melinda said pointing across the room. Melinda said then threw some cake batter at Piper. They were making cookies for dinner tonight to surprise Chris and Wyatt since they were like kids when it came to cookies.
“Oh you are so getting it now missy you just wait” Piper said throwing some flour at her daughter. Melinda liked times like this when her and her mom could act like little kids. Melinda sneezed as the flour got up her nose and she brushed some off her clothes.
“Oh you are so dead now!” Melinda laughed as she was ready to dump the bowl over her head. Melinda grabbed the bowl but before she could move a step in shimmered at least a dozen demons. Melinda blinked a second making sure she was seeing correctly. Melinda quickly dropped the bowl as it shattered all over the kitchen floor. She could hardly move. Then she saw a warlock blink in behind her mother.
“Mom watch out!!!” Melinda cried out. Before Melinda could even move she saw pain fill her mother's eyes. As the demon stuck an athame behind her back and she dropped to her knees. Melinda stood there a second in shock then quickly snapped out of it. “OMG Mom!” Melinda cried out and tried to run over to her mom to make sure she was okay.
She felt herself being thrown across the kitchen. Her back hit the wall but she shook it off as she tried to get up. She had to get to her mom. She looked up as a few demons approached her. She blew one up.
“GET OUT OF MY WAY!!!” Melinda yelled in agony. CHRIS!!? WYATT!!? HELP OMG PLEASE!!” Melinda yelled trying to catch her breath. She tried to keep the demons off her. She saw her dad running down the stairs. “Melinda, Piper, is everything okay?! Leo asked in worry but before he could realize what was happened two energy balls came flying his way, hitting him squarely in the chest. Melinda couldn't believe what she was seeing.
“Noo” Melinda cried out again her eyes rushing with tears she felt so helpless. “WYATT!!!! GET OVER HERE NOW!!!” Melinda yelled out again as she fell to her knees in grief. The demons seemed to be amused by her pain. “Your brother isn't coming don't worry about that when he does come he will have three dead bodies to come home to".The demon laughed. Melinda looked up in anger. “Go to to hell you bastard!” Melinda said trying to blow him up. “Been there done that” The demon laughed at her pathetic attempt to blow him up. Then he threw her again across the kitchen. Melinda felt herself hitting the kitchen table and an energy ball hitting her on the side. After that everything went black...
|
|
|
|
Post by Astral Echo on Sept 3, 2007 4:37:44 GMT -5
Prue chuckled to herself slightly thinking of past memories, it didn't choke her but a small tear appeared in her eye, one that she quickly whipped away. She thought about how Piper and Leo had always been there for her, everysince Dad died. She barely got to know her mother after that, it was a different person.
Ignoring Wyatt's comments she carried on speaking as if she hadn't heard a word he had said. She didn't want to talk, she was over it. "So. How are Chris and Mel, really?" She asked opening her bag up and taking a small compact mirror out of it.
|
|
|
|
Post by charmedwhite92 on Sept 3, 2007 17:43:43 GMT -5
Lucy had been having a rough time recently. She tried to talk to Marc, but he seemed to want to be alone. There were still days that she'd walk through the house and remember her parents walking through them. They only made her want to cry.
Lucy wanted to be strong for Marc and the whole family. She'd always been the shy one, but it wasn't helping her. Her parents, especially her dad, wanted her to go do something out of her comfort zone. She could admit that going to thier funeral had been one of the hardest things that she had to face...
Lucy thought about calling someone, but she wasn't sure who she should call. Maybe this was just one of those things that you had to figure out by yourself. Finally, she got up the courage and went to talk to Chris. He always knew what to say.
"Hello? Chris, it's Lucy. I was just wondering if we could talk?"
"Come on in. I'm in the kitchen."
When she saw Chris, he looked like he'd been crying for quite some time. His eyes were so red that she felt bad for him. Everyone knew that he wanted to be the big person and be there for everyone, but that wasn't going to cut it. Lucy was going to make sure of it.
"Maybe we should get the whole family over here again. Just like we used to. I think that it would be fun. Plus, we all know what we want to say."
"So, is that why you came all the way over here because I don't think it is."
"No, actually, I wanted to talk to you. I've tried talking to Marc and thought about Wyatt, but I can't do it."
"Why not? You're talking to me, aren't you?"
"Yes, but you are different from them. I don't know how to explain it so please don't make me try."
"I won't. I know you too well Luc."
After they talked, cried, and laughed, Lucy decided that it was time for her to go home. She wasn't looking forward to it, but needed to be with Marc.
Before she made it out the door, Chris grabbed her arm and said through tears, "Maybe getting all of us together again will do us all good."
Lucy smiled and said that she would work on setting it up. Something in this family was about to change for us all.
|
|
|
|
Post by RP Muse on Sept 3, 2007 18:10:33 GMT -5
WOAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Did you even read through the post!? Chris is talking to Mel!!!!!!! Everyone is at the church and you are not Chris!!! You can not play other people's characters!!!!! That is unacceptable!! You can not just ignore all the hard work people have put into their post and direct the story your way!!! I do not let people who god-mode in my RP's. That is the one thing that pi$$es me off the most is controlling a character that does not belong to you!! I mean seriously you ignored everyone's post. So I'm sorry but I'm not going to risk the story being ruined so I don't think you are fit to RP Lucy. Sorry if you think I'm being mean, but wow you totally took the RP in a different direction. If you can't read the post and follow the SL you can't expect to be in a RP. You can't even read the rules! Gah seriously it's not even my char and I'm mad!
|
|
|
|
Post by italiannna on Sept 3, 2007 22:06:25 GMT -5
Oh... my effin GOD! Ok Holley may have been "nice" to you, but I sure as hell won't be! You better prepare yourself hunny because I was not in a good mood to begin with and this just makes everything WAY worse!
How DARE you and I repeat HOW DARE YOU post a response (If you can even call it a response seeing as you didn't even take the time to read 3 EFFIN pages!) as stupid as the one you posted above! Your post not only breaks countless rules established by Holley, myself and even Jackie, but you have just made a mockery of this RPG!
As Holley stated, we have worked hard to first of get this RPG going because Holley and I have not RP-ed together in literally a year. We were excited to start over again along with Jackie. It is not fair that some one who CLEARLY has no idea on what they're doing come in and ruins this RP for us!
If your laziness about reading three effin pages isn't bad enough, you have the nerve to GodMod a central character! Not only that, MY character! If you thought Holley was pissed off, Hunny, you don't KNOW PISSED OFF! It angers me already that someone GodMods, but when they do it to one of MY characters and a character that I love to play... THEY CROSS THE EFFIN LINE!
What you wrote not only broke the rules, it was COMPLETLY out of character for Chris!
I'm gonna let this go now, but I agree 100% with Holley... You're OUT!
|
|
|
|
Post by RP Muse on Sept 4, 2007 9:15:19 GMT -5
Wyatt looked at Prue as she seemed to go into thought. He saw that tear in the corner of her eye. It bothered him, seeing her in pain too, even if she was doing her best to hide it.
Wyatt sighed as she asked about Mel and Chris. He did not know, honestly. “I'm not sure. Chris is bottling everything up trying to be there for everyone else. Forgetting about his own problems. Melinda hasn't said hardly a word since. I'm really worried about her. She was the one who saw everything. I just hope she will be okay. Chris too. He went looking for her though, to talk with her” Wyatt said wondering if Chris did ever find her.
|
|
|
|
Post by Astral Echo on Sept 5, 2007 4:14:23 GMT -5
Prue nodded listening to what he had to say, the pain was obvious in his voice. Prue noticed how painful it was to talk about them but not really be able to do anything about it, he had just lost his parents but he was being so brave, so strong. "And you?" She replied, opening her mirror and checking her make up was okay, lucky she applied water-proof massacre this morning.
"You know you can let go too, you don't have to be all strong and almighty, especially not for me!" Prue added, stepping forward and taking his hand lovingly. Prue had basically grown up with Wyatt and her cousins, she knew how they worked, it was obvious Chris wasn't the only blocking everything up.
|
|
|
|
Post by italiannna on Sept 5, 2007 20:14:48 GMT -5
Chris looked at his sister and could see that she was started to relive some of the pain she had to endure when their parents died. He hugged her once again and rubbed her back to help her out.
Why did it have to be like this? Especially for Mel. She was the youngest of Chris's immediate family. She wasn't allowed to feel this much pain. She wasn't allowed to bear the weight of seeing both their parents dying and not being able to do anything about it. D@mn all of this! Screw the rules! Chris was sick and tired of playing good Witchlighter! The Elders had better never ask him to do anything for them again. How dare they punish his baby sister like this... She didn't deserve this...
Chris could not take this anymore... He could feel again the tightness in his chest... Which spread into a nauseating feeling within his stomach. His breath grew short. What was going on? Why was he suddenly getting these panic attacks. Chris knew they were panic attacks from a psychology course he was taking at school. He needed to go and deal with them. Mel could not see him losing control like this.
"Hey Mel... I have to go somewhere for a sec ok? I'll be right back I promise."
He then hugged his baby sister again before walking back into the church to deal with his issue. Of course in Chris's book, dealing with something meant pushing his current problems even further down... And that's what he ended up doing.
|
|
|
|
Post by RP Muse on Sept 5, 2007 21:46:34 GMT -5
Wyatt did not really want to to talk anymore, because thinking about everything made him angry and he did not want to blow up in front of his cousin. “Look I'm okay, really” Wyatt said, wishing he could be along right now. Wyatt signed as Prue took his hand. She really cared and wanted help but frankly Wyatt did not want anyway. “Hey look I appreciate your concerns but I'm fine. I need to do something though. I'll see you around okay? Wyatt said and quickly walked off before she had a chance to say anything else. He hated blowing her off like that but he needed to throw some water on his face and take a quick break from everyone.
************************************************************************
Mel looked at Chris, something was wrong but sometimes it was hard to tell exactly what it was. It was always just best to let him be when he got like he was.
“Yeah okay... I have to wash up anyway..” Mel said turning her head quickly away so Chris could not see, as a few tears fall down her face. She hated her family falling apart like this. She knew Chris was not okay even if it seemed he was. Wyatt was so different lately and she just wanted to scream. Mel quickly pushed herself up from the bench and made her way into the church, toward the back.
She was just going to hang out in the bathroom stall for a few minutes. That way nobody could bother her. As she entered the little hallway she saw her brother, Wyatt heading off and her cousin Prue standing in the hallway. She hoped she wouldn't bother her, she knew she would. Mel walked briskly but tripped over her heel and fell on the floor. She was a complete mess right now. “Damn it!!!” Mel said in frustration. “Can't anything ever go right!!!” She said trying to hold back the tears and trying to get up as well. She knew Prue was going to ask her what was wrong it was unavoidable.
|
|
|
|
Post by Astral Echo on Sept 6, 2007 16:19:50 GMT -5
Prue watched as the mess that was once her cousin just fell in a heap on the floor in front of her, it was obvious she didn't want to be bothered but it would be almost be heartless not too. "Tell me about it" Prue sighed, kneeling down to Melinda's height, a few things had fallen out of her cousins bag, she took them and placed it back into for her. Standing up right she held out her hand and allowed her cousins to use her to help herself up. She did so throwing Prue it what is quite possibly the most disturbing premonition she may ever have.
Gasping and clutching her chest she was thrown into the vision, her eyes shut tight and she watched as the events her families death unfolded.
First she saw the toture of her own mother, the hooded demons who took all them years ago beat her black and blue. Hurting her and hurting, lashing her with low level fire balls and whipping her with leather whips, all until one finally killed her. It was the first time she had been at peace in years, almost sick but it was true. The moment the fire ball hit her chest her head fell down and her legs slumped to the ground as if she was kneeling, her arms hung from the mast they were tied too.
Opening her eyes to catch her breath she looked to Melinda painfully, almost ready to vomit. "I... I see them" She muttered as she closed her eyes again, slumping against the wall with sweat dripping down her neck.
Now she saw her Aunt Paige, the second sister to lose her life to the mysterious hooded demons. Battling to save her charge that was laying across from her, with the hooden ones in front of her. Dodging fireballs, orbing in and out, deflecting them with her tele orbing power eventually one hit her. Square in the chest, sending her flying backwards, hitting the wall behind and then lying on the floor, sprawled out. Drips of blood fell from the corner of her mouth, she blinked her eyes open looking to her charge that she risked her life trying to save, then she closed them. She was dead.
"Aunt Paige... I never knew she died like that" Prue rambled catching her breath holding her chest. Suddenly she slid down the wall and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
Piper Halliwell, the oldest living Charmed One watched helpless as her daughter stood face to face with a demon, raising her hands a warlock blinked in behind her and plunged an atheme in her gut, she gasped for air and Melinda screamed, it echoed around her head as she watched her vision unfold. Suddenly it was Melinda who was being attacked, flying through the air and then a hit a wall, cracks heard as she fell to the ground, nothing too serious but it hurt nevertheless. Everything just seemed so real to Prue, as if she was there watching on, for the first time she heard could hear voices in her visions, echoed almost muttered voices but voices no less.
Suddenly Leo ran downstairs, before he could even see the demons to energy balls spiraled towards him hitting him squarly in the chest, Melinda cried out for her father as he flew across the room into another wall. Dead the moment the balls hit him. Then oddly, she saw Melinda closely, the anger and grief in her eyes. Then clear is day, no echo, no mutter. Clearer than ever before. “Go to to hell you bastard!” Melinda shouted angrily. Then it all went black.
Prue shot open her eyes, she looked deeply into Melinda's and saw the same anger, the same grief. For the first time Prue felt a strong connection to her, she actually felt exactly what Melinda is feeling. Before she could even burst out in tears her eyes shut and head fell, her body slumped against the wall unconscience.
|
|
|
|
Post by RP Muse on Sept 7, 2007 11:07:35 GMT -5
Melinda was struggling to get to her feet, and the contents in her bag were all over the floor. She heard the footsteps of her cousin approaching and looked up, as Prue offered her hand. She slowly gave her hand to her cousin, realizing she needed help whether she wanted it or not. As soon as their hand met, Mel felt a wave of relief and almost felt at peace.
It didn't last very long and her feeling all came back. She looked up at her cousin her face was in pain and so was Prue's. Mel was about to ask her what was wrong. She knew she must have had some sort of premonition but this one really seemed to get the best of her. Before Melinda could even open her mouth. Prue started to look uneasy and not a second later her body weakened and slumped into the wall unconscious. Mel looked at her cousin in horror. Not knowing what was going on.
Mel put her hands to her head, trying to keep her composure. She did her best to snap out of it. She knelt down to her cousin and started tapping her face lightly. “Prue? Prue? Can you hear me?” Melinda said swallowing hard. Sh!t....Melinda thought when her cousin wasn't waking up. “Chris!! Wyatt!!” Melinda yelled out. Not knowing what else to do. At least Wyatt could heal though she didn't think his powers would work. This seemed to be more something going on in the mind, like shock. Chris was resourceful so maybe he could help. She didn't know..she felt scared.
“Prue come on can you hear me?” Melinda said again trying to tap her face. She checked her pulse too and it was regular. Melinda sighed to have some relief. She was just worried about her cousin not waking up right away. “Anybody help!” Melinda said. She didn't want to leave Prue alone to get help. She just hoped someone would come and Prue would wake up. “Come on Prue please wake up?” Melinda said tears rolling down her face again.
|
|
|
|
Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 7, 2007 11:30:21 GMT -5
Marc was resting on the chair when he heard a familiar, terrified voice. It was Melinda and something had happened. He got up immediately and followed the voice. He spotted Melinda and an unconscious Prue. Marc dropped to his knees beside his cousins and put his hand on Prue's wrist to check her pulse. It was there, but weaker than a normal pulse was. He looked up at Melinda. "What the hell happened?!" he asked and repositioned Prue's body so she was flat on the floor, not against the wall.
Could this really be happening today? Of all days, something had to go wrong. Marc stroked her hair and checked her breathing, waiting for Melinda to answer his question. Oh, duh! Stupid, you can read minds, he mentally kicked himself and looked into his cousin's mind. She was clouded by fear and worry, but he heard that this was all from a premonition. Marc let out a low sigh. "Oh. It must have been a powerful premonition." He continued to stroke her hair, hoping Prue would come out of it soon.
|
|
|
|
Post by RP Muse on Sept 7, 2007 11:56:35 GMT -5
“Yeah it must...” Melinda said thinking for a moment. When she had grabbed Prue's hand she had been thinking back on that horrible day she saw her parents die. “Oh my god!!!” Melinda said suddenly. “I think she may have saw what happened...” Melinda said not wanting to think too hard on her parents. “I think she may have seen what I you know on that day” Mel said not wanting to bluntly say it. She hoped Marc would get what she meant. “I think she saw more than that though.” Melinda said wondering what else she could have seen.
*************************************************************************
Wyatt was in the restroom staring in the mirror when he heard his sister yelling for help. Wyatt quickly rushed out of the bathroom and over to the scene where Mel and his cousin Marc were. “What the hell happened?!” Wyatt asked stealing the words right out of Marc's mouth. Wyatt saw his cousin Prue unconscious. Wyatt also knelt down and started to heal her. While waited for one of them to fill him in. Nothing was happening though. She didn't seem to waking up.
|
|
|
|
Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 7, 2007 12:07:26 GMT -5
Marc didn't need to use his telepathic powers to understand what Melidna was implying. Prue saw the day that Aunt Piper and Uncle Leo were killed. He swallowed and looked down at Prue. Then Melinda said she thought she was more and Marc sighed.
Suddenly, Wyatt came over and ask the same question he did. Wyatt was down on his knees and trying to heal Prue. Marc shook his head. "Stop, Wyatt. It won't work. She's just unconscious from a powerful premonition," he explained to his eldest cousin.
Marc moved his hand across Prue's body and lightly touched Wyatt's shoulder to calm him. "She's fine; she just needs to wake up," he kept his voice calm. He was his mother's son, and had inherited her 'whitelighter' personality, even though he had no whitelight powers or anything. He was intune with people and liked helping, something his mother was known for, and Marc used to love hearing her stories as a social worker.
|
|
|
|
Post by Astral Echo on Sept 7, 2007 14:09:53 GMT -5
Prue started to breath more heavily as if she was suffering or hyperventalating, sweat dripped down her forehead as she suffered more and more visions from the past, she saw everything her family had ever experienced. The day their grandmother died, the evening Grams fell down the stairs, the night the sisters recieved their powers. The battle Piper and Leo had to get married, the time her mother became in touch with her past life, the day the original P3 saw their futures.
Andy's death, Prue's death, Cole's death, her Uncle's death alongside her fathers, she experienced them all. The vanquish of the Soruce, the vanquish of Zankou and even the explosion at the Manor that never was. Hearing voices call her name, the voices of her mother, her Aunts, her father and her Uncle. Then a piercing scream sounded through her skull, darting around her head and shooting through her brain. Then a voice spoke to her, a voice of a calm female. "They're coming" She whispered over and over again, every time she said it she became more panicky until... "They're coming for you!"
Suddenly Prue's body bolted upwards and she caught her breath, coughing and spluttering she squinted her eyes from the light around her. She saw three figures around them couldn't make them out just yet, but she guessed one was Melinda's as she could hear her voice.
|
|
|
|
Post by Assassin Witch on Sept 7, 2007 14:53:01 GMT -5
Marc looked down as he saw Prue's chest move up and down more rapidly. "Prue?!" he called out to her. Gently, he shook her shoulders. "Prue, wake up," he tried again. Nothing happened for a moment.
Then, she bolted upright and was coughing. Marc's hand went to her back and started to rub circles to help her calm down. He didn't want to smack her back because that only made people worse off. "Prue, what happened?" he asked and tried to go inside her mind. He immediately backed out. It was too cluttered and Marc was confused with all the thoughts and visions running through his cousin's mind.
|
|
|
|
Post by italiannna on Sept 7, 2007 17:24:20 GMT -5
Camille was sitting down lost in her own little world when she heard a woman screaming. She listened again and recognized the voice as Wyatt's little sister, Melinda. Camille bolted from her seat and ran to where she heard the voice coming from.
She found the rest of the Halliwell family crowded around the fallen body of Prue, Wyatt's cousin who had been living with them for the past few years. She looked at the fallen girl and saw that she was suffering. She looked towards Wyatt as he desperately tried to heal her. At first it wasn't working but finally Prue bolted out of nowhere and tried to catch her breath. Camille sighed in relief.
Thank God she's ok... They really do not need more tragedy today...
*******************************************************
Chris had found solitude in one of the small church rooms in the back. He grasped the handle of a chair and sunk to the floor as the panic attack started to take over. He could feel the anger and worry inside of him threatening to spill over and take over his mind. He would not allow it to happen. Chris slammed his fists on the chair.
Stop it Chris! STOP IT RIGHT NOW! You are not weak! Stop acting weak! Your family needs you now! This will not take over you! You are stronger than this!
Chris was finally able to catch his breath. He slowly got up and was about to go see his sister again when he heard screaming coming from inside the church. It was Melinda screaming for help. Without a second thought, Chris bolted towards his little sister and saw his cousins plus Camille gathered around Melinda and a fallen Prue. Chris gasped. He gently moved towards his sister and cousin and knelt down to the level of a frightened Prue...
"What happened? Prue? Are you alright?"
*******************************************************
(I guess I'm gonna take over for Lucy unless someone else wants to do her...)
Lucy had arrived at the funeral home later than everyone else. She had originally wanted to come to the funeral home with Marc, but she had snapped at him earlier. She didn't mean to, she was just angry and upset and Marc had tried to be the protective brother. She was personally sick of it...
What really set her off was she caught him invading her mind. Marc had just developed his telepathy power and Lucy knew about it... She didn't appreciate him going into her mind to try and help her get through whatever he thought he she needed help getting through. She had yelled at him to get away from her and she wanted to be alone. Marc had then left her alone and said he would meet her at the funeral.
Thinking back on it, Lucy felt awful about what she had said to Marc. She didn't mean the things she said, she was just sick of everything. She just wanted to glamour into somebody else and walk away from all of this. Start a new life away from magic and this crap. The only thing that was keeping her there in the first place was Marc. She considered him her best friend and even though at times she chose to hang out with Melinda and Prue, she felt that Marc was the wall that helped her stay strong.
As she continued to walk to the church (she didn't want to orb) she thought about how she, Marc and their cousins were the only Halliwells left and how no one was handling the deaths of the parents properly. Wyatt was a ticking time bomb ready to explode, Chris was even worse because he kept everything inside of him, Melinda hadn't shown her face since the death of her parents, the same with Prue. As for Marc, he was just sticking around Lucy trying to make sure she was alright. Lucy felt that she should talk to him and help him this time.
Lucy entered the church and at first she didn't see anyone but as she looked around she saw what was left of her family hovered around Melinda and Prue, who seemed to have collapsed. Lucy ran to her family and stood next to Wyatt's girlfriend Camille. She looked over to her brother who was rubbing her back...
"Is she ok Marc?"
|
|
