Chaning Reality

Disclaimer: Don't own or profit from Charmed but do love palying with them so please don't sue



Warnings all listed in Chap One



Chapter Three

Huffing in aggravation, I went over to the bed, laid down flat and tried to close the snap of my jeans. They had started getting tight recently and now I couldn't get them closed after I pulled them on. Growling I tried to suck more in to be able to zip them up. Accomplishing it, I sat up and realized they bit into my stomach uncomfrotably. Great. just great, not only didn't my clothes fit me but Wyatt had been leaving me alone more and more, oh he still came to bed had rough sex with me, healed me, then left but not before making sure that I ate everything placed in front of me and wasn't that the issue, I was eatting everything, yeah I still was throwing up alot, but shortly after I would get voracious and a piece of toast first would settle my stomach enough for me to eat everything in sight. Going to the closet, I pulled out a pair of black sweats, Wyatt wore them to bed, Pulling them on and over my bulge, although still small it was noticeable and growing I breathed easier. The elastic settled and it didn't press into my skin dammit1 I was getting fat, I was loosing my tight abs, I was always thin and strong. I couldn't even work out or pratice the moves my aunt Phobe had taught me Wyatt had forbidden me from overexceting myself and the spell he used made sure I wouldn't. Humphing I went to the bathroom ignoring the table and tray and fighting to ignore the smells coming from it. No I wasn't going to gain more weight, I wasn't going to keep eatting like I never saw food before. Felling my mouth begin to water, I bit my lip, no I wasn't going to do it. Well maybe I could only eat half right I mean I had to eat I couldn't starve the babies. Alright I would eat half, only half for the babies. Wiping my mouth I looked at the table I had eatten everything, all three plates and drunk the tea and milk that were there as well. So much for my resolve to only eat half. Shaking my head I wondered how long before I couldn't fit into Wyatt's sweats.

" Did you enjoy breakfast?"

Jumpimg then hicupping that was another thing after eatting I alwats got the hiccups. I Hiccupped again, grabbed the glass of water in front of me swallowed at least ten gulps, then put it down.

" Was that a yes?"

" You scared me, how long were you there watching me?"

" Did you really think you would be satisfied with only half, I came in as

you were seperating the food and mumbling about keeping to half."

" My jeans don't fit me anymore and that was the baggy ones."

" Ah that's why you have on my sweats."

" Yes, the elastic doesn't bite into my stomach, a stomach that's growing way

too much."

" I like that your full with my children."

" Yeah well wait till I gain more weight and look like a blimp."

Hiccupping loudly I growled again yep when I got upset as well I got the hiccups again. So every time I ate or got pissed I started hicupping. Reaching for the water I ignored Wyatt's laughing at me and my perdictament. Swallowing more water I pushed up to refill the glass. Standing at the sink I felt Wyatt approach and stand behind me, graet he wanted sex now and I had the hiccups. Swallowing more water, I filled the glass again. When his hands wrapped around my belly and rubbed up and down then in circles, I sighed and began leaning into the heat of his body. Catching myself, I reached down and moved his hands off of me, reminding myself he was the enemy, I couldn't be feeling the need to be held and comforted by the person who had hurt me so much who had taken so much. No I wasn't going to do it I didn't need anything from him, especially not support. Taking my glass of water I slid out and away, heading to the den and the books that Wyatt had allowed me the books about preganancy.

" Must you always reject my efforts."

" We know what comes from them, so why bother being nice about it, your

horny, I don't need you being nice before you push me to bed or over the

table, although it's become uncomfortable to be bent like that, the table

ledge presses into my stomach making me naucous."

" Why didn't you say something before?"

" Like what, gee honey do you think that before you force me to have sex, we

could not do it against the breakfst table, it hurts. When have you ever

been concerned about the pain you cause me?"

" Do you have to be such a bitch.!"

" Isn't that what you wanted, the perfect bitch, you can screw me whenever,

I'm pregnant and fat. I am so cliche, I mean really hello barefoot and

pregnant,the only way to keep the wifey, at home and knocked up."

Growling as the hiccups started again I drank the whole glass quickly pushed up off the couch and headed to the sink. Tired of this roller coaster, of feeling things that I didn't want to feel, being alone and lonley, having no one to talk to, to understand and be on my side for once, I kept staring at the glass I was filling with more water. When the glass shattered in my hand I felt the glass cut and inbed in my hand. Pulling it out the sink I saw glass sticking out with blood welling up and around the cut. Just the sight of my blood was too much, feeling my vision start to swim I forgot everything else.Waking up or coming to I was in bed and Wyatt was next to me petting my stomach watching me.

" What happened"

" You cut your hand, although if you intend to commite suicide, you might

want to aim higher, next time!"

" I didn't, I wasn't trying."

Sitting up I looked for my glass of water knowing I would have another case of stress hiccups.

" Here, don't break this one."

" It's plastic?'

" Need you ask?"

" Wyatt! I wasn't trying to kill myself, honest I would never do something

that dumb especially now. no matter how mad you make me."

" Then what happened?'

" I can't say for sure, I was staring at the glass feeling upset and it

broke in my hand, I had glass stuck in my hand and when I saw the blood it

made me dizzy and I must have passed out. Really I didn't set out to hurt

myself."

" Can you do it again?"

" What cut myself and react like a sissy girl and pass out?"

" No break something."

Staring at the the light bulb in the cieling I began thinking about why I was upset and how I was fighting Wyatt and now myself to keep from feeling anything but disgust and how angry Wyatt kept making me by being nice then hurting me. The bulb exploded bits of glass rain down to the carpet.

" Shit! You got mom's power to blow stuff up only you don't have to use your

hands."

" No way! Really cool."

" Not cool Christopher."

Watching as Wyatt snapped his fingers, a vial appeared.

" What's that?'

" Obviously my power damping spell doesn't cover new powers, I'm going to

strip you of your powers. Drink the potion Christopher."

" Strip, you me take them away, no! Go to hell your not taking my powers."

Hiccuping loudly I ignored it and got off the bed and away from Wyatt

" Drink it, don't make me force you."

" Like that's new, no forget it.I won't use it, I'll keep it under wraps."

" Till you get anger and forget, drink it!"

" No"

" Christopher."

Struggling against his weight over me on the carpet, I tryed to roll away. Feeling the tears coming as he pressed me down and tilted the potion towards my mouth.

" Wait!, Please is it safe."

" What?"

" Baby safe, if I drink it will it harm the babies, you wouldn't want to

hurt them would you, do you know what the potion will do to them. Your

reading the same books and they all say that whatever the mother puts in

her body she puts in her baby. Do you know that they won't suffer for sure"

Breathing again as he got off of me I curled up and just lay there

" Christopher?"

" You could have hurt them even killed them not just with the potion,

knocking me down then jumping on top of me like that. You were straddling

my stomach, you could have hurt them."

" Are you in any kind of pain?"

" No, but just leave me alone."

" Why do you make me so angry at you?"

" You were trying to make me drink something that could have been haemful.

That's the same as letting me drink alcohol in my condition. I'm pregnant

Wyatt you did this to me, so it's your fault and responsablity to control

your temper to not hurt me. You have to stop abusing me Wyatt, even if not

for me think about the babies."

Uncurling I pushed up and left the den, heading for bed, I just wanted to close my eyes and let sleep take me away from all of this.

" I'm going to bed, I'm tired."

Watching him leave I went to the bedroom and got into bed. Getting comfortable I did fall asleep to my own surprise.