Chaning Reality

Disclaimer: You know the phrase don't own or profit from Charmed or the charecters just borrowing them to play with

Warnings all the same found in chapter one

Chapter Two:
Struggling against the two demons that were pulling me to the table set up in the room, I kept trying to pull away. Achieving nothing but sore wrists I was sat down and held there till Wyatt came in snapped his fingers and magically held me in the chair. After he snapped his fingers again and the table filled with breakfast foods of every kind. For two days we had done this. He had figured out my little plot to get him pissed so he'd beat me, although he had punched me a few times, he stopped short of hitting me in the stomach, so here we were and no matter how much I cussed at him I knew he would ignore it and force food into me. Once he was satisfied I had enough to eat, he held me there talking like I gave a damn about anything, I mean hello really why would I care if some stupid demon faction wanted to try and kill him and take over. Feeling my stomach began to rebel trying to get rid of everything forced in to me, I struggled to keep it down, to no avail either.
" Wyatt please let me go, I need to go to the bathroom."
" Huh?"
" Please I need to go."
When he realeased me I ran to the bathroom and just made it before everything made a reappearance in the black gleaming toliet.
" You know I don't have time to waste, having to keep feeding you. I have
things to do and instead of behaving and taking care of yourself I have to
probably force you to eat again."
Vomitting till I was left with only dry heaves I pushed up from bending over and went to the black gleaming sink. Black, everything was always black, from the floor to the towels. Obviously he thought it appropriate, being the source of all evil. Rininsing out my mouth and washing my face I looked at our reflections in the mirror and I thought funny, he still had his.
" I swear Christopher I think you do these things just to piss me off."
" Oh yeah, I really get off on tasting everything a second time while it
comes rushing back up. It's the best taste and feeling ever. It's called
morning sickness idiot! Get a clue."
" Really morning sickness, so why did you throw up lunch and dinner
yesterday?"
" It happens, mum was sick with me at all times especially at night right
before dinner. I know I was there to see it so this isn't any different,
well except I'm a man and this goes agaianst every natural law."
" You have to eat, the babies need the nutrients and so do you."
" Do you think you can conjure up some toast and tea and not force me to eat
it."
" Just toast?"
" With Cream chesse and grape jelly."
" Fine"
" First get rid of all of this just the smell is making me feel sick again."
Everything vanished instead a small table with a small tray of toast and tea appeared, going to the chair, I sat down got comfortable and picked up the toast. It was the best thing I tasted in a very long time, the grape jelly tasted so good I couldn't help smiling. Picking up the tea cup I blew across the top and sipped it, that too tasted incredible. Swallowing I kept eatting knowing Wyatt was watching me with a stupid grin on his face. Finishing the last bite, I sat for a while sipping at the still hot tea just thinking."
" Your not rushing to throw up?"
" The toast settled my stomach. Mum was like that, there was only one thing
she could eat to settle her morning sickness, she would then eat several
smaller meals through out the day."
Finishing the tea I put the cup down. Pushing up from the chair and table I turned to Wyatt who was watching me with his arms crossed over his chest.
" Thank you."
" I never thought someone eatting could make me so horny it would physically
hurt. I want you Christopher."
Bowing my head I wondered why was he even bothering with the chit chat, we all knew he was stronger than me and would take what he wanted, he always had.

Flash back:
I didn't remember what happened, I was in the family court house where Wyatt had just gotten custody of me. He cited how the city had done the Haliwell family nothing but injustice had falsly accused us, tried to put us in jail and finally been responsible for the death of our family. By that time Wyattt was already the Source. It happened shortly after the funerals, we had just left the church and were going home. At the manor gramppa was dealing with the condolenses and the people coming by. Wyatt drove us home and I could tell he was angry, furious even. At home he ignored everyone, just went upstairs. Deciding to stay downstairs with our grandfather and deal with the people we had no idea that he was in the attic or that he was messing with the book of shadows trying to find a spell to bring our family back. The spell didn't work, but every pen, sock, toy and lost crap over the years came back, including a demon that was vanquised and should have stayed that way, but as with most magic it did what it wanted. It was that demon that convinced Wyatt to become evil, to become the source. The next time I saw Wyatt, I knew something was different I just didn't know how different, not till he killed our grandfather when he caught Wyatt raping me in my bedroom, I had screamed in pain when he penetrated me that first time which brought gramps upstairs to check on me and got him killed. After we stayed in the manor till the courts ruled in his favor. He burned it down, then brought me here to the underworld where he set me up in this glided cage of a semi-aprtment and I had gotten used to the daily sex and the beatings when he feLt I hadn't listened or learned my lesson.
End flashback

Watching Wyatt snap everything away but the table I followed his order to strip. Being bent over the table I adjusted my position so that the table edge wasn't going to be bitting into my stomach. I also made sure I wouldn't be pushed against it when he began slamming into me. I would hurt afterwards I knew that, from the finger and hand sized bruises he was leaving from gripping my thighs to the firery pain in my backside as he took me without any preperation or lubrication. He hadn't done that in awhile, since it was confirmed I was pregnant, he had even gotten gentle with me making sure to prepare my body, to arouse me eneough that I wouldn't hurt. Obviously he forgot about my condition in his lust and obviously I had begun to care abouth the babies I was carriyng, and I found myself being more careful, more obidiant to avoid punishment. Gripping the table edge while he pounded into me I prayed it was almost over. When he came, he leaned over bit my earlobe and kept panting over me. Letting go of the ledge I slowly worked feeling back into my numb fingers, when a bell dinged.
" Dammnit I told them not to disturb me till later!"
Pushing up slowly I limped off to the bathroom, closing the door, I went about filling up the bath tub with hot water to help ease some of my pains. The water stung but I sat in it fully and used the wash cloth and soap. Hearing the scream and the flaming whoosh that indicated he vanquished whoever had come to the room. I ignored that and kept bathing
" You should have stayed there, I would have healed you."
" The bath is fine, besides you were busy."
" You really have to get over this silly trait of shyness, do you think he
couldn't smell the sex in the air. Everyone knows I have you by my side,
everyone knows were lovers, so the fact that you get embrassed by someone
else seeing it is stupid."
" So you would be okay if another demon looked at me that way, watched me
while I was naked?"
" What's that saying they could look but can't touch. Your mine and no one can
change that. Your gorgous especially now that your glowing from your
pregnancy. Come on out I heal wherever you hurt."
" I'm fine, the bath helped."
" That wasn't a request Christopher."
Doing as he wanted, he wrapped the towel and robe around me and led me to the bedroom. He healed me then hurt me again only to heal me again. Waking up with his hands over my stamach, I looked over my shoulder where he was sleeping. Sighing I knew I couldn't do this I couldn't keep caving to him, keep letting this happen, actually I wasn't letting anything happen he gave me no choices, but I had become used to it like it was normal for my older brother to have to heal me after he had rough sex with me. And what of my babies, I was carrying three, what would happen in the coming months, and when it comes time for me to have them. Feeling him wake up I tensed, silently begging him not to want me again, yeah he healed me after, but that didn't stop the pain when it happened. When he tightened his hold on me, I swallowed. Please, please just let him leave me alone, I couldn't handle anymore. Beginning to shake lightly as we laid there. He pulled me closer to his body heat.
" Cold baby?"
Shaking my head no, I could feel the hot tears filling my eyes.
" Please."
" What is it baby?"
" Don't not again, please Wyatt."
" Christopher, baby. Sleep Christopher."
" Wyatt."
" Sleep."
Waking up again, I was alone in bed. I had no idea what time it was but I was starving. Getting up I got dressed in a pair of loose jeans, admitting that I was getting a little bulge around my middle and the old jeans that I usually wore tight didn't fit me, I couldn't close them. Pulling a t-shirt over my head I deciced I didn't need shoes and left the bedroom. I found a covered tray on the table from this morning well I assumed it was morning since I was eatting breakfast then. There was a note on the tray. It said for me to eat everything even the vegtables and to drink the whole glass of milk. Pulling the cover off I winced, I hated chicken, well all chicken but my mom's, she would always put barbucue sauce on whatever type she made so I would eat it, otherwise I wouldn't touch it and just like that a bottle appeared next to my elbow. Pouring it over everything including the chicken I sat there eatting everything including the veggies, and actually it was good. I was shocked when I realized I had cleaned my plate. Driking the milk, I was full, I had eatten everything like it was the best meal I couldn't wait to eat. Covering a yawm I laughed, so that's how they wanted to play it eat like a glutton then go sleep it off. Pushing up I went to the bathroom, using it I washed my hands stiffled another yawn and waled back to bed. Laying down I closed my eyes. Being nudged awake, I blinked at Wyatt, standing over me with something in his hands.
" I figured I'd bring desert personally."
Sitting up I pushed up against the headboard.
" Do you want it?"
" Um ,sure will it bite me, explode, or just generally piss me off?"
" Christopher! I'm trying to be nice, don't ruin it."
Taking the covered tray, I pulled the cover off and smiled, strawberry shortcake, my absolute all time favorite. I was addicted to it at home, my mum had gotten so fed up with me begging for it at every meal that she kept it stocked in our fridge. I hadn't had it since, well since she had died. And just like that I was in tears, thinking about how much I missed my family, how much just hearing my mum screaming at me to stop sliding down the banister before I broke it, made me want them back just even hearing there voices again.
" Baby, what is it?"
Wiping my eyes and face I shook my head."
" If you don't want it all you had to say was no thanks."
Laughing through the tears I shook my head again
" I'm a mess, I want it. I.. It's just, I'm preganant you ass my emotions
are all over the place. I want it, thank you your right it is nice that
you got this and remebered it was my favorite."
Hearing the bell ding I was in total agreement with Wyatt about being intrupted at the most inappropriate times. Hearing it ding again, I saw Wyatt frown as he left the room. Shrugging I grabbed the fork and ate every bit of the shortcake, enjoying it fully. Smiling I rubbed my stomach, they enjoyed it too considering they left it where it was. I took that as a good thing. Hearing arguing I looked at the ajar door, listening.
" I already told you, I will do whatever the hell I want, and I don't care
what the other factions think or want. If they have a problem I'll be
sure to handle it."
After a second I heard Wyatt again
" If they even attempt to come near him I'll make there deaths more then
painful, he's mine, and I don't share!"
Again Wyatt was silent then I heard that evil laugh of his the one that said you were going to be so dead in a second.
" Let them try! Go back and tell those assholes that questioning my rule or
even attempting to be this bold is nothing short of suicide but if they
want to go to hell so badly I'll oblige them."
After I heard Wyatt leave. and I knew heads would roll literally, challenging Wyatt was not the best move to make, he had a very definet way of dealing with you. Kill you then move on to the next thing or the next idiot that questioned him. It was funny, I mean my family the Charmed ones spent there whole lives vanquishing evil, saving innocents, they died for that cause and it never ended there was always more, but my older brother the source of all evil was vanquishing demons left and right. He was eliminating evil, all because they challenged him. I wondered if he realized what he was doing, I wondered if he knew he was completing the Haliwell legacy however unintentionally he was doing it.

Whoo, that was alot and I enjoyed ever bit of it, so what do you think is this leaving you wantting more. Please r/r and any grammatical errors are all my own.