Hurricane (The Charmed)

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Authors: Dianne Nutting
parents are already in the room with her. If you go flying in there, Lyla’s as good as gone tomorrow. You don’t want that, do you?”
    Mr. M let the spell wear off and Chase relaxed. He looked up at the room again and put his head in his hands and screamed.
    Mr. M’s heart sank. It appeared Chase had taken the fall and quickly for Lyla. He would have to research under the radar what this meant for Chase. He looked up at the room again, the light was still shining. It was going on far too long. He pulled at his hair and took his glasses off to rub his eyes. He had resigned himself to going in when the light finally began to dim. It had been a full thirty minutes. Insane, Mr. M thought to himself. How does anyone recover from that?
    He started the car and drove them back home. Chase had stayed the night so they wouldn’t raise any alarm bells.
    Chase sat on the couch once home and stared at a blank television. Mr. M sat down next to him, handing him a drink.
    “Why?”
    “Why what?” Mr. M asked.
    “Why was it so much? Why so intense? It had to have hurt!”
    “I know.” Mr. M stared down at the liquid in his glass.
    “She’s supposed to meet me tomorrow.”
    Mr. M sighed. “Chase. I need you to stay away from her.”
    “No.”
    “Tell me why. Why after all these years, all the girls you only dated for a week, when nobody was the girl. Why her.”
    “I can’t explain it. The minute she came into town I could feel her. I’ve been drawn to her like needing water ever since. Do you think I like feeling this way? I can’t help it now and I don’t know what to do about it. It hurts to be away from her.”
    “Chase, roll up your sleeve.”
    “Why?”
    “Please, just do as I ask.”
    “Okay.” Chase did as he was asked to do and rolled his sleeve up as high as he could.
    Mr. M let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”
    “What were you looking for?”
    “A piece of a puzzle, and there wasn’t one. Try to get some sleep. Good night, Chase.” He stood and walked to his bedroom.
    Chase left before anyone was up, including Jaden. He hated not telling him everything he was going through, but if Lyla showed up he wanted to convince her to skip school. She would need it. He couldn’t get his head around it, any of it. The only time she wasn’t in his thoughts was when he was on the football field. He thought if he could spend just a little time with her it would relax, not be so desperate a feeling. Chase secretly hoped it wasn’t, though. Meeting Lyla was like finding your missing piece. Chase sat in his car waiting for her to drive up. He remembered that he had to stay focused on her car before it disappeared. Maybe she wouldn’t show. Chase’s stomach did a roll at the thought of last night. She would be exhausted today. All the better to skip, Chase reconciled. Then he saw an un-familiar car turn around the corner into the parking lot. He kept his eyes on the car so the location wouldn’t disappear. Chase got out of his car and walked quickly to hers, scanning the parking lot for any watchers. He reached the door handle just as it disappeared. He opened the door and focused his mind through the charm. He bent down to look into the car and got in.
    Lyla turned and smiled at him.
    Chase noticed the sparkle in her eyes and felt relief.
    “Hi,” he smiled back, then reached out and took her hand in his. “So, I was thinking…”
    Lyla smiled at him. “I was hoping you’d say that.”
    Chase couldn’t help but sparkle back at her. “How about we take off in my car?”
    “And where are we going?”
    “I think you need a day in some sun and sand.” He kissed her hand and looked up from their joined fingers.
    “I don’t have a suit and its cold.” Lyla gave him a huge smile.
    He smiled back, Lyla was teasing. “Forty five minutes and we’re in Clearwater. It’s too cool to swim anyway. I just want to spend some time with you, away from Mr. M and your parents and everybody. I’ll have you back

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