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[May. 17th, 2005|09:13 pm] |
"How are you doing?"
Wyatt looked around, unsuprised to find his father standing there. The
cold November wind blew hard and his hair was flying to one side, as
they were fairly high up. His eyes were red, much like Wyatts own. it
wasn't unsurprising. His mother had died only a few days ago.
"Fantastic, Dad." His voice was hoarse.
They were both still in suits from the funeral, but after the funeral,
he'd had to get out of there. He wasn't claustrphobic, but it still
felt as if every bit of the manor smelt like her, felt like her and it
was a constant reminder that she wasn't coming back. He'd orbed out to
get a little privacy.
"Under the circumstances."
He wiped his his eyes, he wasn't about to cry in front of him. He was
so much stronger than that and it wasn't wrong that he wanted a little
privacy to grieve. Ironic, that the person he wanted to go to now, was
the only person he couldn't have.
Wyatt breathed, "Didn't get the hint, did you? I want some alone time."
"You're upset, I understand." Leo says. "I'm just here if you need to
talk or anything."
"Mom's dead, I got attacked, Chris got hurt and I'm meant to be okay."
Wyatt said.
Leo put his hand on shoulder, "No, you don't."
"If I'm not, who's gonna be?" Wyatt says. "Aunt Paige and Aunt Phoebe
are sad too and you're never here any more. So please leave me alone."
"Just...be careful."
"Sure. " Wyatt says. "Two funerals and one birthday in the same seven
days is an overload."
"You shouldn't think like that."
"Why not?" Wyatt shrugs. "All about power, Dad. They have it, we
don't. Just a matter of time, really."
"Wyatt-"
"Just *leave* Dad." Wyatt said. "Got more than one kid you know."
"At least put the shield up."
"Go!" Wyatt shouts at him, leaning back and shaking head as the bright
orbs left. He looked down at the cars below, letting the tears roll
down on to them before they suddenly stopped, like he'd froze them. He
tried to unfreeze them.
"You didn't do that." A male voice came from behind him we to. "We did."
Wyatt turned to see a man and woman, in black. "We heard what you
said." She said.
The man grinned, "And we've got an offer we think you might be interested in."
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