"Ugh!' Max grunted as he hit his wall again; the pain in his knuckles echoing up into his arm, dying in his elbow. He gave one last measly hit, then sat on his bed, putting two fists to his face and let out a sob.
He knew he wasn't good at magic. He knew he wasn't going to be the Family Wizard, and he was happy when Alex got it. But then Justin became a Wizard too. After that, Max got excited. The Wizard councel liked his brother and sister, which meant they'd like him too! He helped save the world one time too. He and his sibling were a team, the council wouldn't break that apart.
So, Max waited. He waited for his turn to become a full Wizard. He couldn't wait! He knew once he had his real powers, he'd study hard, and use them to help people, and not be selfish or stupid with them. He would help people, and make sure everyone could be safe. He would be like a super hero!
Max waited for a while, watching as one by one people came up, congratulated his sibling and gave him confusing sympathetic looks. He waited, getting slightly worried as Professor Crumbs left. He got even more worried as soon, the only Wizards left were Justin and Alex. By the time they got back home, he felt as if someone ripped out his heart. It wasn't going to happen. He wasn't going to be a Wizard. As they got into the substation, everyone still buzzing with happiness around Alex and Justin, he looked around, tears in his eyes.
This was it. He was going to work here; it's not like he was good at anything else. He was stuck here with his Mom and Dad while his sibling had the best adventures of their lives. He felt a shiver run down his spine as he thought that. They were going to forget him. Why would Alex and Justin leave him? He was just the annoying little stupid brother. Just another problem. And even if they did take him around, he could keep up with out his magic.
Max wanted to just crawl inside himself now, to just forget the world and the pain. He was a failure. He gulped though as he noticed his Dads eyes set on him, and he straightened up, ready to put his mask back on as his father came over.
"Max.." Jerry said softly, looking at his son. He moved him down to a bench and sat across from Max, noting the misery in his sons eyes. He couldn't imagine the pain, but Max had seemed excited when he was told he'd get the substation. Jerry tried to get Max in his chipper mood again. "So, I was thinking, when your eighteen I will have you become my partner in owning this place, then by the time your twenty five or so Ill give it to you. Of course if you want to go to college…" he trailed off though as he saw Max watching Alex and Just laughing and popping a apple cider bottle, acting as if it where champagne and cheering. Jerry sighed, lightly kicking Maxs foot under the table, 'Hey, we are all going to go out to celebrate… You should come with us. It'll be great. A nice family dinner before Justin has to leave and Alex-"
"No, I think Im gonna stay home. Im tired." Max had said quietly, cutting his father off. He didn't want to see them all celebrate and forget about him still.
"Well, we are leaving in an hour if you want to come." Jerry said softly, then sighed watching his son sulk to his room.
From there Max proceeded to cuss into his pillow, kick stuff around his room, hit a wall, the collapse onto his bed and sob. He was just a failure. A disgrace to the family. They hated him. He hated himself. He let out a loud sob, shaking furiously. He didn't even disserve to be a part of the family.
"Max?' he heard a soft voice say, and he jumped since he hadn't previously heard his sister open the door.
Max tensed, not wanting her to se him cry. He wiped his eyes and said with a stuffed up nose, "Yeah, Al?"
Alex sighed moving to her brother and whimpered, "Maxy." She whispered, giving him a hug. "Im sorry, I know you must be upset."
"Upset? Why would I be upset? I got the substation." Max said weakly.
Alex snorted, "Yeah, the dream of all champs." She then looked down, sad seeing that he didn't laugh, instead just have pain in his eyes. "Max, being a wizard isn't everything."
"I know." Max whispered. 'But being your brother is', he added in his head.
Alex smiled softly, "Youre going to be a great guy one day. Your going to do something great, I know it."
"How?" Max finally asked, some anger in his soft tone, "Im not good at anything. Not magic, or school, or.. or anything. What am I going to do to be great? All I can do is put meat on bread and.. and take orders." He closed his eyes, pain rolling through him, tears slipping.
"Max.." Alex started, but frowned hearing her family shout for her. "One minute." She called back softly, then opened her mouth to say more but they just called for her again. "I just said one minute!' She shouted back angrily.
"Alex, we've gotta go, the taxi is hear." Justin moved up the stairs. He frowned seeing Max, sitting on his bed, his eyes red from crying most likely, and pain in his eyes. "Alex the taxi is here." He said softly, then sighed, knowing when they got back he'd have to speak to his brother.
Alex nodded and gave Max a one armed hug, "Come with us.." She begged softly.
"No, its okay." Max laid down, not even pulling the covers up. "Im tired.."
Alex gave him one last begging look, but he just shut his eyes. "Okay." She sighed, "Well be back soon, I promise." She whispered, leaving. She knew they would be back soon, she couldn't enjoy herself with her brother in pain.
Max laid in his room, now dark, and after an hour or so, he just felt numb. He rolled on his back and looked at his ceiling, his mind racing through thoughts. Thought about how he was useless, and would be a failure, and embarrassing. He was just holding his sibling back, making his parents miserable by not getting out of the house sooner. He closed his eyes tightly, eh was just hurting his family by staying around. He was hurting everyone.
He gulped and looked over at the rope bolted to the top of his ceiling. He had tried to build a rope swing once in his room, but instead had crashed into his wall and broke his collar bone. He moved to it, tying it in the knot that he learned in the 'camp' that he had gone to when Alex got her new apartment. He made a noose, a nice one, one that his head would fit perfectly in.
He was a failure, he didn't deserve to be around.
He put his head into the noose, stepping up on the stool he used when it was a rope swing.
He was just holding them back.
He closed his eyes.
He deserved to die.
He then stepped forward, his feet never touching the floor, just the sound of the noose tightening was hurt and then he get one movement of pain, before he just stayed still, soon dead.
Max Russo was dead.
Theresa sighed as she got home, a head act from the loud dinner. 'Ay, everyone be quiet.' She murmured.
Jerry laughed, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, "They are just excited, honey." He smiled, watching Alex and Justin argue over something idiotic.
Theresa sighed, taking a box of left over cake she saved Max, "I am going to give this to Max, he must be hungry.' She smiled, moving up the stair, losing her breath slightly as she went up the never ending spiral stair case. She finally got to her sons door, and although it was cracked open she knocked, "Max. Maxy?" She called to try to get him awake. "I brought you cake." She smiled, then nudged the door to open it more. 'Max?" She frowned seeing him not in his bed. She took a step into the room, not seeing him, then then turned left the check his backroom but gasped as she hit something hanging from the ceiling. "What the…" She took a step back then paled seeing her sons dead pale face right infront of hers. She stumbled back, hitting the wall and slowly sinking to the floor, unable to find her voice. She just staired at her dead son, her eyes wide, face pale. He swayed from the rope, his feet only four or five inches from the ground. "J-j-jerry!" She finally screamed, tears now rolling down her face, "Somebody! Help! Help! HELP!" She screamed loudly, sobbing hysterically now.
"Mom?" Justin ran in, soon followed by his dad. "Mom, whats wrong?" He whimpered, looking at her worriedly, checking her over for a wound.
'Oh my god." He heard his dad say, and Justin turned around, his face going pale.
"No." He turned seeing Alex walk into the room, Mason, Juliet, and Harper right outside the door. "NO!" Alex screamed, running to Max. She whimpered, doing a spell, his body falling then she sobbed as she watched her dad begin to do CPR.
"Ill call 911." Harper squeaked, running down stairs faster then she had ever done, calling the place.
Alex and Justin felt numb as they just watched their dad grab Max, holding his baby to his chest, sobbing loudly as he realized he was dead.
Alex slowly sank to the ground, her eyes on Max even as the paramedic ran in, setting him up with wires trying get his heart started again.
Justin finally turned his head towards Alex, tears rolling down his cheek as she then looked at him. Alex let out a sob, and Justin suddenly moved pulling her into a hug. "This isn't real, it isn't real." Justin whimpered, closing his eyes, trying to will it true.
Alex sobbed softly, listening to her brother then finally got out, 'Yes.. it is." She closed her eyes and sobbed.
A day later Jerry sighed, putting down his phone as his brother finally hung up. He moved to the couch where his family and their friends sat, and sat next to his wife, pulling her close. She hadn't said a word since they found him.
Alex sat next to Mason, looking at her parents, pain in her eyes. "Dad..?" She finally said.
Jerry jumped hearing her speak, his eyes had bags under it from no sleep. "Yes?" he finally whispered, the word sounding foreign in his mouth. They all hadn't spoken for a while now.
"W-why did he do it?" She finally asked.
Jerry paled, looking around. He didn't know. But deep down he did, deep down everyone did, but no one would say it. No one wanted too. He just shook his head and closed his eyes.
Theresa looked down at the picture frame of her beautiful son she had clutched in her palms. Her baby boy was dead. She'd never hear him laugh, or see him smile, or so a silly prank again. He brought so much joy into their family.
Justin suddenly stood up, making Juliet fall from the place where she was snuggling have on his lap. "I got the spell! Adduc ad mortuos vivere! It could bring him back."
"No." Jerry said firmly, "That spell is illegal, and we don't even know if it works and what the consequences are. No, we aren't doing it."
"And why not?" Alex cried out. "We need to get him back."
"We don't know if it would even bring him fully back! It may give life to him, but not a soul and-"
"Jerry." Theresa finally whispered, looking down still, "I have watched you all turn bricks into rabbits, turn soup into cake… And other stupid things. Why let them waist their magic on stupid everyday tasks… Why not bring our baby back? Didn't you love him? Didn't you?" She sobbed, looking up, "Didn't any of you love him? Why couldn't we see.. Why couldn't we help him." She sobbed.
Alex closed her eyes. O course she loved him. He was her baby brother. She remembered hwo when they first brought him home, she and Justin were staring into his bassinette and both made promises to make sure that he would be safe and happy for forever. She his her face into Masons shoulder, crying softly as he stroked her hair.
"im going to try it." Justin said stubbornly.
"No." Jerry snapped back firmly, 'You will not." He ordered.
"I have to! Im not just going to sit back and accept this-"
"Yes you are!" Jerry yelled, now standing up, "This is horrible, and I miss him too, but Id rather him dead them a freaking zombie!"
"Jerry just let him do it!" Theresa cried out.
"No." Alex finally said, "Justin he is right, this is wrong." She moved closer to her brother and whispered, "Dads right."
Justin whimpered, clinging to his wands, his knuckles white, then finally let out a sob. "I can't believe hes gone. I saw his face… I knew he needed help, I was going to talk to him after dinner… But instead I left." He sobbed.
Jerry hugged his son, "We all left… But its not our faults. Max did this for his own reasons. It sucks but… He did it for himself." He closed his eyes.
"I miss him so much." Justin sobbed softly.
"We call do." Alex and her mom whispered at the same time. And they all did…
Any ideas for other chapters? Lol, I just got this story stuck in my head right after the series finally, and I had to get it out...
I dnt own WOWP