Wyatt Halliwell (ex_twicebles184) wrote in magic_school, @ 2009-05-24 19:33:00 |
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Entry tags: | penthea mitchell, wyatt halliwell |
WHO: Wyatt and [Open to any Halliwells]
WHEN: Sun May 24
WHERE: Wyatt's apartment
WHAT: Consoling him, bad things just happened
RATING: PG
Wyatt slowly turned the key in the lock to the deadbolt on the door to his apartment. He had literally just moved in recently because he had graduated from college with honors and had landed a very nice, steady job. Even with that good news, he didn't feel very well as he opened the door his new abode. He wanted to be at home, where there were people around that cared about him. He had just come from a so-called date with the girl he had been with for so long. He had decided it was time to show her what he could do, his powers, and didn't think to use the truth spell. When he was finished showing her, she had looked at him with such horror from what she had seen and there had been so much hate in her voice when she said she never wanted to see him again.
He walked into his apartment and put his keys down on the table by the door, not even bothering to close the door. He slowly walked to the couch, which was in sight of the door and sunk down into it, hoping what had just happened was a dream, or an illusion. He put his hand to his forehead and kept it there running over what had happened over and over. He didn't know what he was waiting for, he hadn't told anyone he was going to show her, not even his father, but he still had a feeling someone was coming, still with the vain hope that it was her coming to tell him she was ok with it, that all she needed was some time to think it over, but he knew she wasn't coming back from the look that had been across her face.