tigriswolf | Liar's Creed -- Charmed fic

Title: Liar's Creed
Fandom: "Charmed"
Disclaimer: Not my characters. My little poem thing. Just for fun.
Warnings: takes place during “Oh My Goddess” pt 1; spoilers for the Chris plotline; if you choose to read this as incesty, your fault.
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG-13
Point of view: first
Wordcount: 766

When tomorrow comes, the truth will set us free.

Except…

The Truth lies dying.

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Liar. All you are, all you’ve become—maybe even all you’ve ever been, Wy—is a liar.

When you told me you didn’t know what killed Mom or the aunts or Mel or Paul, you were lying. When you told me you didn’t know what was mobilizing the Underworld, you were lying. When you said Dad would be home soon, he just needed to finish with the Elders, you were lying.

When you told me you loved me, were you lying then, too?

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It did hurt, you know. When you walked away. I felt like… like… you’d grabbed my heart and yanked it from my chest, then cut it into little pieces and spit on it.

You were the one who said we should stick together, that we needed to stick together. That together we were safe.

And then—you walked away. For your empire and your regime and your ‘perfect world’. Weren’t you the one who told me perfection doesn’t exist?

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But you know what’s worse? You know what hurt most of all? That when I walked away from you, that final time, to go to the past, to here, where none of it’s happened yet—

You didn’t come for me. You let me muck about in history—did you have such little faith in my abilities, in my temper, in my will that you thought I’d fail? That I’d give up and return?

You left first, Wyatt. You left and didn’t look back for years. And then—then—you didn’t ask me to join you. You demanded.

Have you ever wondered why I said yes?

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Didn’t think so. You just always assume that I’ll pick you. You always have.

The fact that I always did doesn’t really matter, does it? Because there’s a first time for everything. There’s a first time for everything, you bastard, and I couldn’t escape the knowledge of what you’d become.

When you found me and offered your hand, I took it. I stood by your side and I killed with you, for you, all the time working to save you, Wyatt.

And you’re a liar.

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But I think I’m a liar, too.

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You think I’ll just forgive you? You think I’ll come back, stay by your side, happily? You think I’ll forget?

I can never forget.

I can never return.

But I think…. I think….

Damn you, Wyatt, I can forgive you.

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You damned liar. Damned liar. Liar.

How—why—when did it all go wrong? We were raised as champions of the light, as the culmination of good, as the fucking saviors, you bastard. We were what witches have strived towards for millennia…

And you threw it all away. You threw it all away. You threw me away, and then you expected me to join you with a smile and kiss?

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But there’s something you’ve never understood about me, Wyatt. Something you’ve never really bothered to see.

I don’t have your raw power. I don’t have your rage. I don’t have your bitterness.

I don’t have the coldness you must to do what you’ve done.

What I have, Wyatt, what I have that I think you never will—

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Love, brother. There are people, places, memories that I love. Not just you. You were never my entire world, even if I did choose you over everything.

But I am all you ever had. All you ever let yourself have.

And that’s why—why—you walked away for yourself. You left to take control, to ascend, to attain whatever you’d convince yourself you needed for completion.

You left for yourself.

Love is not selfish.

I left for you.

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I left for you. To save you.

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And I don’t think we’ll get a happy ending. Not this me and this you, Wyatt. But the little us’s, the me not yet born and the innocent you I can hear crying while Phoebe stares at statue-Paige—

They’ll get our ending. They’ll live happy, long lives. They all will.

You don’t have faith in me. You don’t think I can do it.

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I know I won’t fail. I can’t.

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I can’t forget.

I can’t return.

I can forgive.

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I cannot fail.

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You’re a liar, Wyatt. I’ve become one, too. I had to, for survival.

But this, brother—hear me through time, through our blood and our bond and our love and our magic—

I will save you. I refuse to fail.

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And Lie screams.