Don't Ever Forget Me Chapter 1, a wizards of waverly place fanfic

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Rated K+ for comic mischief, crude humor, and suggestive themes.

Summary: When Alex finds a way to bring Mason and Juliet back, will this result in putting the Russo family in danger?

Don't Ever Forget Me . . .

Chapter One

"You do love me," I said glaring at the glowing true love necklace. Mason looked down at it and then looked me in the eyes. I saw Justin in the background staring at his love Juliet for the very last time. Then I realized something. I felt guilty. If only I hadn't come back here with Mason. If only I'd listened to Harper. None of this would be happening. Juliet wouldn't have bit Mason—and Mason wouldn't have scratched Juliet. All of this happened because of me. I heard Justin's voice faintly. I heard how he was pouring his heart out to Juliet. I figured I shouldn't say anything snobbish. Considering this would be the last time he would ever be seeing her again . . .

Mason looked deep into my eyes and said, "I do," he stood up. "But when I turn into a wolf I won't be able to control myself. I'm not safe for you." He took the necklace off and handed it to me. I looked down at it for a minute and then handed it back to him.

"No," I said. "You keep it." I placed the necklace around Mason's neck and watched as it magnificently glowed. I smiled to myself for a second as I gazed deeply into his eyes for the last time. "Don't ever forget me."

I awoke to the sound of my obnoxious alarm clock blaring. I opened my eyes and then shut them tight again. That was the third time this week that I dreamt about Mason. About what happened in . . . Transylvania. I didn't ever want to think about that again, but lately it couldn't erase from my brain. That was six months ago, half a year. Why was it so hard for me to forget?

I pulled the covers off me and got dressed. I wore black skinny jeans with a cute yellow tank top with a long shrug covering the straps. I put on my locket that was shaped like a heart that my mother gave me for my birthday. I traced my fingers over it and suddenly I was reminded of Ma—

No. I'm not remembering him. Not ever. I had forgotten about him a long, long time ago. Why were these dreams and memories coming back? Suddenly, I heard the faint voice of my best friend calling for me from downstairs. I sighed deeply and tossed my hair over my shoulder. Since my hair was so short, it swiveled its way back into my face, this time I didn't bother to fix it. So I trudged down the stairs to find my brothers, Harper and my mom. I quickly fixed my hair behind my ear and flung the refrigerator door open, snatching the milk.

"And good morning to you too, Alex." I heard Justin's annoying voice from behind my shoulder. I mumbled something, incoherently and pushed the door closed, harshly.

"Well, it was," I snapped back. Smoothly, I jumped onto the couch, and grabbed one of my magazines and pretended to be interested.

"Oh, Alex. I always know when you're in a bad mood. What's wrong?" Harper questioned, positively, as always. Sometimes her positivity completely irritated me, just like the sound of Justin's annoying voice. Ugh, I so was not in the mood, today. Harper moved closer to me and put her hand on my shoulder. I recoiled a little, but she didn't move at all.

"Nothing," I replied. "Why, does it look like something's wrong?" I inquired. Oh, no. I really hope she doesn't ask me about . . .

"Does this have to do with anyone?" Harper asked again, almost reading my mind. No. I'm not mentioning him. And I'm definitely not going to fess up to anything.

But of course, my mom decides to join in on the Alex Russo: Twenty Questions. "Alex, honey. Is there anything you want to tell us?" Mom moved closer to me giving me strange looks. To be honest, I was a little scared of her right now. Maybe I should tell them . . .no. Not now, not with Mom, Max, or Harper here. I needed to tell Justin. He's the only one that would understand. But not here. Somewhere private. Somewhere that would bring back certain memories to him.

"No, Mama. I'm fine," I lied insecurely. I wasn't really sure of anything right now. So I glanced back at Justin, who was of course paying extra close attention to his Captain Jim Bob Sherwood Edition. I scoffed, silently. That dork gets nerdier by the second, doesn't he? I rolled my eyes and glazed them over at Max. He was staring at a plate filled with marshmallows and . . . was that asparagus or spinach? Ucch, of course he was doing something completely disgusting and stupid.

"Alex, are you sure? You're acting a little . . . strange." Harper gave me another weird look. I could tell she knew there was something up with me. But she didn't know me that well to know what exactly was on my mind.

"I am not!" I stood up quickly, getting all defensive.

"You are too! Isn't Alex acting weirdly, Justin?" Harper looked over at Justin, who was still too focused on his Captain Jim Bob Sherwood collection to pay any attention to Harper. When Harper noticed that when turning to Justin failed, she enthusiastically turned to my younger brother. "Max?" But being Max, he didn't care about this either. He was too busy with his disgusting invention to care. I made a disgusted face and looked at Harper who was sighing now.

"I give up." Harper plopped herself down on the couch and ran her fingers through her hair. I just smiled, glad I didn't have to explain myself to anyone.

"Why are you bringing me back here?" Justin asked.

We stood in the halls in Transylvania, the last time Justin ever saw Juliet. I could see Justin's eyes starting to tear up,(being the baby that he is) when he turned to me. I could tell that Juliet was the only girl that Justin ever really truly loved and now she was just . . . gone. And she won't be coming back. Oh, gosh! Now Justin's starting to make me tear up!

"Because, you're the only one that understands!" I screamed. I was so fed up with all of the constant questions that I just finally exploded. I took a seat on the step and buried my face in my hands. I didn't want to cry in front of Justin, in fact, that was the absolutely last thing that I wanted to do, so I quickly pulled it together before I let a tear escape from my eyes. I knew that Justin felt my pain when he sat next to me and comforted me. I rested my head on his shoulder, and he put his arm around me.

He softly asked me, "Understands what?"

I sniffled a little bit and paused before responding, "Never mind."

"Alex, please," he persisted on. I couldn't believe that he couldn't figure this out! And he was supposed to be the smart one. Then, to my dismay, he finally cracked the case. "You miss Mason . . . don't you?" His voice was soft and calm, but also firm and delicate.

I didn't say anything for a while. I was too traumatized by this place to even consider remembering. Justin knew the answer to that question. And so did Harper, Max, Mom, and Dad . . .I didn't want to be that girl who cared about boys and hurt inside. I don't even know who I want to be. I could only imagine what Justin felt like. He had a real relationship with no secrets from the start and they had no problems. I suppose I was better off without Mason. Ever since he left, I . . . I . . . oh, who am I kidding? I can't finish that sentence. And I don't want to either. I didn't want him to leave and I didn't want my brother to be completely heartbroken. But what was I going to do? I may be a wizard, but I guess I can't solve every problem. But the best thing I could do was forget that this whole thing ever happened. Forget about Mason and Juliet and even Transylvania. And you know why? Because there's nothing I would want to remember anyway.

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