Happy Birthday lol to @uhmeeliahh, one of my bestest web friends!
And yeah, I know this is SUPER LATE! I'm so sorry! :((
But it's here now! So yay!
Anyway, Today we have an Angsty "Wizards of Waverly Place" fanfiction! Inspired by this convo we had:
(DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU WANT SPOILERS TO THE FOLLOWING FANFIC)
And so here we are lol!
TRIGGER WARNINGS:
-R@pe
- Werewolf Heats and etc
- Depression
- Swearing
- Implied Murder
Happy Birthday @uhmeeliahh!
LETS GOOOOO!!!!
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Alex Russo's and Mason Greybeck's relationship had been...struggling as of late. Alex may be a trouble maker, and has lied about one or two things to Mason in the past; however in the end she always came clean and really did work to become a better person for him. She had improved a lot and was open and honest in their relationship. But Mason was still so possessive of her. He became jealous so easily, letting out a growl anytime someone looked at Alex in anyway Mason didn't like.
At first Alex liked it. The idea that Mason loved her so much that the mere idea of another boy made him hold her tighter. It made her feel beautiful and worthy. But somewhere along the line Alex realized it wasn't as cute as she thought.
Alex had worked hard to improve herself for Mason, but Mason would still accuse her of dishonesty anytime she talked to another man. Even just the cashier at the gas station! Why couldn't he trust her?
...
It was especially frustrating Alex this week. Mason was extra aggressive and extra possessive. He didn't hold her hand he held her wrist, not letting her out of his sight. She told him many times to stop, and asked him what the hell he thought he was doing. Mason would let out a growl at her and pull her into his arms, sniffing her hair. While Mason's were warm and loving; being held there forcefully, trapped in them even, was not okay with Alex. And what was with all the scenting?!
Well, Alex was going to find out!
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Alex was surprised to be walking the halls after school alone. After all week Mason finally wasn't by her side gripping her wrist. And what was she going to do with this unexpected freedom?
Go find Mason. She was going to confront him about this crazy possessiveness, and finally get some answers and an apology!
The halls of the school were completely quiet aside from Alex's footsteps as she made her way to the art room. She was sure that's where he was, because why else would he still be at the school if not for the creative space?
As she walked through the hall, she began to hear strange noises coming from the art room. Growls, Wines, and held back howls. There was a tumbling commotion behind the door as well. What was Mason doing in there? Was some weird werewolf stuff happening? Alex finally made it to the door and knocked.
"Mason? Its Alex," she called. "Are you good?"
It got really quiet for a moment, before Mason let out one of the loudest growls she had ever heard.
The door swung open, and Alex jumped back.
Mason was in werewolf form, his eyes glowing red. He was breathing heavily, sweating. Despite the sweat, he smelled overwhelmingly sweet.
Mason reached out a clawed hand at Alex, and gripped her shirt harshly.
"Mason!" Alex cried out. "What are you--"
Mason pulled her into the art room and tossed her to the floor before slamming the door shut behind him.
"Ah," Alex hissed in pain on the impact. "What the hell?"
Mason's red eyes stared into her soul, as if condemning her to hell himself, and began to stalk closer to her. He was...terrifying.
Alex reached for her boot in an attempt to grab her wand, but Mason climbed on top of her and pinned her hands above her before she could.
"Mason! What are you doing?!" Alex shouted. "Let me go!"
Mason leaned into her neck, his slimly tongue dragging across the skin. "Alex..." he purred.
Alex cringed and tried to pull away from him.
Mason had said her name, he clearly recognized her. So why the hell was he doing this to her?
"L-Let me go!" Alex struggled against the werewolf, but he was too strong.
Mason shifted to hold her down with one hand, and started using the other to grip at her clothes.
Alex squirmed and struggled and pulled and pushed against him.
"Help!" she cried out. "SOMEONE! HELP ME!"
...
Mason blinked, everything was blurry in his blue eyes for a moment. He looked down at Alex.
Her skin was covered in sweat, tears, and awful hickeys and bitemarks. Her brown eyes looking at him with absolute terror, shaking in his hold.
"A-Alex?" he gasped.
Alex shoved him off of her and scrambled over to the door quickly. She held her undergarments and dress close to her chest, not taking her eyes off of Mason for a second.
Oh god...Oh god what did his heat do to him? What did his heat do to Alex?
"A-Alex, I..I can explain!" Mason cried out to her.
Alex ran out the door, fumbling to throw her dress over her head. She dropped her bra but didn't go back for it. She just sprinted out of the school as fast as she could, not even thinking to use a spell to teleport her home.
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Alex burst through the doors of the Waverly Substation. It was dark out, she had no idea what time it was. Time didn't matter at this point.
"Alex!" her father, Jerry Russo, exclaimed. "Where have you been?!"
"Si Carino!" her mother, Theresa Russo, rushed up to her. "Its so late, where were you?"
What was Alex supposed to say? That she was raped by her werewolf boyfriend? The boyfriend they warned her from the start was bad news? That she couldn't escape because she couldn't reach her wand? That She was the family disappointment, and that Justin never would have let that happen?
So Alex did what she apparently did best: She Lied.
"Its nothing," Alex said quickly. "I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
Before her dad could scold her she quickly passed them and made her way upstairs.
Alex ran upstairs into her room and tore the dress of herself. The fabric felt like it burned her skin, almost as much as the horrible hickies and bitemarks did. She grabbed her wand, the magic item shaking in her grip.
"Up and Atom!" she waved her wand and cast it on the dress. The shrinking spell made the dress as small as a napkin. Alex lit a match and burned the dress in tears.
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Alex was known to slack off, but this was ridiculous. She hadn't left her room in days, let alone eaten. She hadn't worked in the restaurant, attended her dad's wizarding classes, or attended school at all. She had managed to cast a spell on her door to lock it completely. Not even Justin could break through the spell. Jerry had noted how impressive it was, before Theresa scolded him about it 'not being the time' for that.
But Harper was Alex's best friend. And no spell or lack of Wizard powers was going to keep her from the one she loved.
That evening after the rest of the Russo's were asleep, Harper approached the door.
"Alex? Its me, Harper." she said softly through the door. "I know your probably sick of your family trying to get through the door, and I'm sorry I didn't try sooner. The rest of house is asleep right now, so you don't have to worry about them."
Harper heard shifting from behind the door. That was a good sign, at least Alex wasn't dead!
"I want more than anything right now to beg you to open the door, but I can't. Because whatever is happening, whatever you're hiding from right now... I'm not going to ask you to face. At least, not alone."
Were those footsteps on the other side? Harper shook her head, trying not to get her hopes up.
"I'm here for you Alex, I always will be." Harper leaned her forehead against the wall. "It could be crazy life-threatening Wizard stuff, or a bad day at school. I'll be here for you no matter what it is, because I love you."
It was quiet.
The door glowed for a moment before finally pulling open. The inside of the room was dark, before Harper could look inside Alex finally poked through the doorway.
Alex looked horrible. Her hair was messy and greasy, and she smelled even worse. She clearly hadn't showered since she shut herself in. She was skinnier than usual, she wasn't eating. That was worrisome, considering Alex's snack-stash Harper knew Alex always kept stocked. Her eyes were glossed over, and she had dark bags underneath them. She wore a giant hoodie--literally, she got it as a gift from Hugh--that stopped at her feet it was so long. Not a single inch of her skin showed other than her face. Alex was at her rock-bottom-lowest.
"Hi Alex," Harper said sweetly.
"Hey Harper..." Alex mumbled.
"Can I come in?" Harper asked.
Alex nodded, and led her inside.
Theresa Russo had often described her daughter's room as if a tornado had run through it. Alex never made her bed, and there was dirty laundry everywhere. Snack crumbs everywhere, and homework scattered on her desk. It would become especially bad after a breakup, where Alex would tear apart photos of her ex, destroy any gifts given to her and leave rubble on the floor. But Haprer could never expect what she saw:
Alex's room was destroyed. Her wallpaper had been torn and ripped, a few holes in the wall too. Her vanity mirror was shattered, and makeup was spilled all over her desk and week-late homework. The carpet was covered in old blood stains, and tiny piles of ashes. The only thing still intact, was her bed, blankets piled high as Alex tunneled her way underneath them.
"A-Alex..." Haprer gasped. "Alex what happened?"
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"HE WHAT?!"
Alex sobbed into Harper's chest. "I...I don't understand!"
"He raped you...Mason raped you!" Harper said in shock.
"He had completely wolfed out, it was like he didn't even recognize me." Alex said.
"When I find him, he's dead. He's a dead man, a dead wolf!"
Alex continued to cry.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Harper asked.
"What was I supposed to do?" Alex whimpered. "Disappoint my family even more? If only I could have just grabbed my wand! Justin never would have--"
"Whoa Whoa Whoa, hold up!" Haprer pulled Alex away to look her in the eyes. "This has nothing to do with Justin! Who cares what he would have done, it wasn't him it was you! And none of this is your fault."
"But...but everyone warned me about Mason--"
"And you convinced them otherwise! Because you loved the sweet, artistic, boy we all thought Mason was. Whatever warnings ypu were given, no one could have expected this."
Alex started to cry again.
"We're going to fix this." Harper said. "I promise."
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After an entire week, Alex emerged from her room. She still wore the same hoodie, she still hadn't showered, and she still hadn't eaten. Harper held her close, and helped her to the kitchen. She managed to convince Alex to come down to get something to eat. At least once. If Alex still didn't want to leave her room, Harper would bring her food up. But Harper hoped she could get Alex to tell her parents what happened to her. That Mason...Harper grit her teeth just at the name. Was it in pain, or anger? It didn't matter. She wanted to kill the guy.
They made it to the kitchen, and her parents weren't there. Only Max, and Justin. And Juliet, who was apparently with Justin this morning.
Wait. Juliet! Juliet knew Mason, and was just as much a vengeful ex of Mason as Alex was. It was perfect! Juliet would support Alex completely, and be someone for Alex to rely on!
It appeared Alex was thinking the same thing as Harper, because she perked up when she saw the Vampire.
"Alex!" Juliet smiled and rushed to her. "Justin told me you hadn't left your room in days?! I was so worried!"
Alex openly embraced her, and held her tightly.
"Juliet, I'm so glad you're here." Harper said. "We need to talk to you--"
"Alex!" Justin stood up. "What the hell? You shut yourself away for a week?! No school, No work, so wizard lessons?!"
"Also you smell." Max said.
They were just worried. But they were also brothers, and sucked at showing it. But before they could really upset Alex, Harper pulled both her and Juliet away.
...
"So whats up?" Juliet asked. "Alex are you OK?"
Alex shook her head.
"No, no she's not." Harper said. "Remember Mason?"
"Oh, him." Juliet groaned. "I hoped you two would be happier than when we were together."
Alex started to cry. "I..I thought so too."
"What did that jerk do?"
"Mason raped Alex, Juliet." Harper said.
Juliet's eyes went wide and she went stiff.
"He was completely werewolf-ed out," Alex aid. "I couldn't get through to him....I couldn't stop him."
Juliet stood up. "THAT UNTRAINED MUTT!" she hissed. "HEAT OR NOT I'M GOING TO TEAR OUT HIS THROAT!"
"Wait What?" Alex stopped her. "Heat?"
"Werewolves have a heat period, where they get the urge to mate." Juliet explained. "It can get dangerous, and all werewolves are trained in suppression before they are allowed out in the mortal world. So that they don't hurt anyone, especially their lovers. If Mason doesn't have the restraint, then he shouldn't be dating anyone let alone away from his pack."
"So what you're saying is," Harper spoke up. "Mason is an immature, Irresponsible, rapist."
"Precisely." Juliet said. "He's also DEAD!"
Juliet marched back into the kitchen.
"Justin!" she hissed at her boyfriend. "C'mon, we're leaving. Now!"
"What's going on?" Justin asked. "Did they say something to you--"
"We're going werewolf hunting!" she hissed.
"Explain it to him," Harper called out. "We'll stay here and talk to Max."
Juliet nodded and pulled her boyfriend out the door.
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Juliet and Justin walked through the woods, looking for any sign of Mason or werewolves that might know where he is.
"Juliet!" Justin shouted, grabbing Juliet's hand and pulling her to a stop. "What is going on?!"
"Justin, do you care about your little sister?" Juliet asked.
"Yeah, I guess."
"Justin," Juliet looked him in the eyes. "I'm serious, No older brother talk. Do you care about your sister?"
"Yes!" Justin shouts. "She's my sister, I'd do anything to keep her safe."
"Good."
"So what's going on?"
"Mason raped Alex."
Justin was silent. He looked to his feet, not sure if he could lift his head at all in that moment. His shoulders became stiff, and he clenched his fists. His entire body became to shake.
"Justin?" Juliet asked. "Justin, are you ok?"
Justin pulled out his wand, making the most serious face Juliet had ever seen on him.
"Please Please, Tell me Now, Is there something I should know?" Justin waved his wand. "Deranium Deranius!"
A square of the sidewalk transformed to show an image of Mason. It was where he was at that very moment, his exact location.
Justin took a moment to glare at the werewolf. "You're dead...You hurt my little sister..."
Juliet put a hand on Justin's shoulder, and nodded.
Justin waved his wand again: "Transportium Nextorbitorium!"
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Alex sat in the bathtub, bathing for the first time in days. The water was up to her chest, and she looked at the water with a blank look. Her little brother Max sat next to her, running his hands through her hair with shampoo. Once Harper explained to him what happened, he orginally wanted to go after Mason with Justin too. But Harper stopped him, and told him that right now Alex needs someone with her. Someone like her brother.
"I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I wish there was something I could do to go back and stop all of this."
"Its ok," Alex mumbled. "You don't know how to do the Chronokinesis Spell yet."
Alex and Max chuckled.
Behind the Bathroom door, Harper covered her mouth as she held back a sob. Alex hadn't even attempted a joke until now, it gave her hope.
THE END
I worked my ass off to find all those spells, and at one point the wifi even went out! But here we are, success!
Happy--SUPER LATE--Birthday @uhmeeliahh , I hope you enjoyed!
