AN: Alex is back to her normal age, but she has no memory of who she is. Now the people who know her best must help her get her memory back. I can honestly say that it won't be easy.
Chapter Seven: Alex Who?
Alex sat on the couch looking around at the apartment like she has never been there before. Due to her memory loss, that was probably the best explanation that they were able to give. David stood there, vein throbbing in his head from absolute fury. Villo and Lynn calmly backed away, knowing that David was about to lose his cool. He lost Alex once before, and both Lynn and Villo knew what he was like when that happened. David turned to the Russo brother's, Justin and Max, who were looking at each other in confusion.
"Justin, Max. Care to tell me why my girlfriend has no recollection on who I am!?" David growled, in a voice shaking with anger, and so only that the two of them could hear him.
"I don't know!" Justin answered. "We followed the formula to the letter! I have no idea how this had happened! I had Max add the ingredients-"
"Max?" David asked, raising an eyebrow. Justin nodded, and before he spoke again, he realized his mistake, and looked at his brother.
"Max, what did you do?" Justin asked as he and David eyed him with suspicion and anger.
"Nothing." Max answered, not looking at them directly in the eyes.
"Max. Tell me what happened, because I will find out eventually." David said.
"Well..." Max began. "I accidently dropped the bottle."
"What?" Justin said blankly.
"Twice." Max finished. Justin looked back at David, and saw that he grew even more angrier. Justin backed away, and grabbed Max by the shoulder.
"On my cue, run." Justin whispered. He slowly inched towards the front door, and before they could even touched the knob...
"You aren't leaving until we find a way to get her memory back to normal." David barked over his shoulder. Justin and Max sat on the couch, looking defeated. David began to pace as a million thoughts ran through his mind.
Jerry and Theresa weren't going to take it much better, let me tell you.
Jerry and Theresa sat on their couch, looking at their daughter in absolute disbelief. David stood near the door, and watched in amusement as their children were trying to frantically explain themselves to their parents.
"How could you wipe your sister's mind?" Jerry asked them.
"It was an accident! Honest!" Max answered back. David let out a chuckle. It was nice to see someone get chewed out that wasn't him. Jerry looked over towards his direction.
"I take it that you think something is funny about this, huh?" Jerry shot over at him. David looked up at the Russo head of the household.
"Honestly, a little bit, yeah." David answered calmly.
"Well, this is your fault after all." Jerry said, crossing his arms. David raised his eyebrow, and took a step towards him.
"Excuse me?" David said, anger raising in his voice. Jerry looked at him like he hit a nerve of David's.
"Yeah, ever since you became a demon, you have brought nothing but trouble to us, and now, look what you did." Jerry said, poking David in the chest.
"Jerry, I am warning you. Stop." David said, trying to hold his anger back before he did something that he was going to regret.
"Really, like what?" Jerry asked him in a cocky voice.
"This." David answered. Before Jerry could react, David cocked his arm back, and punched Jerry in the face. Jerry fell to the floor, knocked out cold. David sighed and left the Russo home, knowing that he still had to find a way to get Alex's memory back. He knew that he wasn't going to be welcomed back here for a while, though...
AN: Next time, David and his sister go into Alex's mind, and they find out some VERY interesting things. R&R!
