Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Chapter 15 - Alex's Flashback

Author's Note: This chapter is mostly Alex in a flashback of all of her and Mason's biggest milestones. Not really a story in this chapter, but you still need to read it. It has some info that you might need for future chapters:)

Alex's POV

Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse...ha. Lesson learned: when you decide to break the rules, you better be ready to face the concequences. Karma has a funny sense of humor, which more than often comes back to bite you in the butt.

The biggest scheme I had ever came up with was the idea of running away with Mason. It was also one of the best ideas I had ever had. It gave me what I had wanted since the day I met him: a happily ever after. I was never the type of girl who believed in fairy tales. They were all too girly and prissy and never worked out in real life. Then, I met Mason. Something clicked in my mind the first time I looked in his eyes. The first time our hands touched, it sent an exhilarating shock of lightning from my hand, to my feet, and back up to my head. During our first kiss, a million fireworks set off in my head all at once; nearly twice as much as Disney World's fourth of July display. Mason was the first guy that I said "I love you" to, the only guy I ever cried over, and the only one who had ever seen me cry. He was my entire world.

When he had to leave, I locked myself in my room for over a month. My heart was shattered. I remained in my room with a magic spell lock, so no one could bother me. By then, I was completely dried out of tears. But I knew that if someone attempted to make me feel better, my wall would crack, and the flood would burst. Future Harper's words burned in the back of my mind. "Has Mason broken up with you already?" I finally made that connection, which made it even worse. Right then, i vowed to never love anyone else ever again.

Harper really used the best friend card in the deck of life after I left my room. It took about two weeks, but she brought me back to life. I was up and pranking and causing chaos like nothing had ever happened; I even asked George to the homecoming dance. But that was on the outside. It didn't work out with George, and I didn't want it to. My heart was still broken.

Over the next few months, I remained single. That wasn't much of a surprise. When guys went out of their way to ask me out, there had to be something special about them. Not a lot of guys wanted girls like me. If they did, it was for my looks, and then they would dump me when they got to know me. On the outside, I could be classified as mean, rebelistic, critical, brutally honest, a liar, exedra. But on the inside, I was fragile, caring, and easily hurt. I never let anyone see that side of me. Until Mason...

Mason was the only one who ever saw that side of me. He saw me cry, he saw me afraid, every emotion everyone thought I was born without, he saw it. And he still stuck with me through my better and my worse. That day I saw him as a wolf on that teeny tiny yellow tv, I knew that true love was meant to be, and nothing could stop destiny. (Ha! That rhymed! I'm a poet and I didn't know it! Now that was a crime of rhymes. Wow, that was lame; I'm ashamed. Urg!) Although I denied it at every chance I had, but I never lost hope that he would come back for me. Our love was stronger than that. I never stopped. When he was changed back into a human, for the first time in seven months, my heart healed. I smiled wider than a kid on Christmas morning. I was in his arms, and I felt safe.

When Justin won the competition, the same feeling when Mason left reappeared. We were both in total shock. Neither of us were expecting that. It was the worst feeling inside that I had ever felt. While Justin and my family celebrated, Mason as I sat in the field in silence. I had my head resting on his shoulder, biting my lip in hopes to stop the tears. Neither of us knew what to say. We sat in awkward silence, pulling grass out of the field, until he finally spoke up.

"Love?" He asked quietly. That was it. The way he called me Love was enough to make my heart crack. I instantly broke down crying into his shoulder. I cried and cried and cried for the longest time. I looked up at him to see that he was quietly crying too. I cried softly as he lifted me into his lap. He kissed the top of my head and cradled me like a baby as we cried together, slowly rocking back and forth.

He lifted his head and looked at my family. He looked back at me.

"Alex, how much do you love me?" he asked softly.

"More than anything in this world." I replied with a sniffle.

"And you know I love you even more than that?"

"Of course."

"Then I have a plan."

"What is it?"

He looked deeply into my eyes. I gazed back into his. A small smile spread across his face. "Run away with me."

Okay so, I lied. Technically, I didn't come up with the scheme: he did. But it was still the best scheme I had ever agreed to. After Leah was born, I couldn't have been happier. I had an amazing and loving husband that loved me for well, me. And I had the most beautiful daughter that was like both of us in every way. What more could I had asked for? That's correct. A nightmare.

In the back of my mind, I couldn't help but think about the negative. Once a pessimist, always a pessimist.

And now, the worst nightmare that I could ever dream of, was my reality. We have six more days until the trial. And if it turns out anything like the one Justin and I had YEARS ago, this will not end well.

On our side, we had my family: Justin, Mom, Dad, Max, Harper, Mason, Leah, and me. We had Hannah, the young ex-wizard police officer, and a few of Mason's cousins that came as soon as they got the call: Jeremy, Bastion, and Will. We didn't have much, but it was all we had.

If something went wrong, they couldn't kill us, right? I had never heard of a wizard death penalty. Then again, I don't know much about wizard court. The worst they could do to us was lock us up, but that's me and Mason. What about Leah? She's not dangerous or anything. She can control her werewolf side better than Mason can, and her powers, sort of. She's only had a handful of lessons. On the other hand, she's two broken laws in one. What would they do to her? Only Heaven knows.

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At first, I decided not to let Justin play lawyer for us. Leah's fate was depending on it, and due to the fact that he made himself admit to his own guilt last time, the chance was just too risky. Then based on the fact that my only other options were Max, Mason, myself, or a lawyer Professor Crumbs chooses which failed miserably last time, I finally agreed to it. Plus, he was the only wizard out of all of us, so maybe we'd get some brownie points or something for having a proper wizard lawyer.

Mason's cousins were a big help to our side. If anything were to get ugly, werewolves know how to fight. Also, they're pretty good guys. They're really funny and everyone in the house gets along with them.

Will is the oldest. He's seven hundred and sixt-two, but he looks a little younger than thirty. He's the leader of their little pack.

Mason would be second in command, but he's no longer a member of the pack. You see, in werewolf logics, all werewolf families are called packs, and they age a year every seven to fifty years. Often, some werewolfs leave their pack. But when he makes a commitment to "THE pack" (the pack he was chosen by destiny to be with), he becomes the age that he actually looks, and ages like a normal person. Apperently, I am THE Pack, so his commitment to me (marrying me) made all that stuff official. See? I told you we were meant to be together:). All in all, Mason was four hundred and six, but now he's about twenty-six. It doesn't make much sense, but it works for me.

Jeremy is next. He looks about twenty on the outside. He's probably the buffest of the pack, but he's also the comedian. He instantly took a liking to all of us, especially Max. They've had fourteen spitting contests off the terrace since they arrived yesterday. Believe me, Leah's kept count.

Then there's the baby of the pack: Bastion. He's barely one hundred and looks about fifteen. Leah instantly grew attatched to him. She follows him everywhere and calls him Uncle Bazzy. We all end up calling him that every once in a while. Bazzy's okay with it though. He heard our story and felt protective of Leah, like a big brother figure.

It's not much, but it's all we have. Maybe with a stroke of luck, we could win this thing. If not, we have to make this week last longer than humanly possible. This could be the last week with my family. This could be my last week with Mason and Leah, the two most important people in my life. In the worst possible scenerio, this could be the last week of my life.

This chapter took me FOREVER to write! So I hope you guys like it:) I finally decided what happens in the end, but who knows when that will happen? So, leave a review with how YOU would make it end! Shout out to whoever has the most creative guess! :)

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