"Here on my island, the sea says hello. Dolphins are waving where ever I go." You sang quietly as you strolled down the shores, feeling the sand between your toes.
Quickly, you made your way over to the end of the lagoon, wanting to feel the water from the ocean. Splashing the shallow ocean that licked your feet, you jumped into the water, immediately noticing how something was off. You couldn't tell what it was, but something was wrong. You could feel it.
Before you could stop it, the words slipped past your lips.
"A storm is coming."
It had barely been 2 weeks after Phoebe had moved back home after living with Cherry for a while and Max had quickly realized that Phoebe would never see him the same way again.
She had always been the one who had known that he was evil but still believed that he would do the right thing as opposed to his parents who just thought he was kidding himself.
But now she saw him for what he truly was. A Monster. A Villain.
And while he had always wanted that, for people to acknowledge that he was a villain, he couldn't bear the thought that it was because he lost you that people came to think this.
He always thought that being a villain was something to pride himself on, something to aspire to be, but now he realized that being a villain was the worst possible thing you could be. Because he did something horrible. Truly vile. He chased away the girl her loved.
He wished he had realized it before. That he loved you. He wished that the night you had crawled into his bed and confessed that you still liked him he had said it back.
But he didn't, he didn't show that he loved you, instead he said hateful words. He chased you away and you realized that you shouldn't have feelings for somebody like him. For a monster like him.
He grew to hate himself; he could barely look at himself in the mirror and it didn't help when his twin sister looked at him with so much disdain. He couldn't stand it anymore. The pain of not having you by his side, in his arms. The pain of knowing that the reason was him. He was the cause.
And when he thought about how much he might have hurt you, he hated himself more.
He tried to look for you, but he failed. He tried to talk to his sister, he failed that too.
Redemption was something that was moving farther and farther away. To a place he couldn't reach. That's why it was too easy for Dark Mayhem to pull him completely to the dark side. Because Max couldn't believe that there was ever a chance of him being good when he was a bad person.
So, he agreed to steal Phoebe's powers with the orb.
Because you'd never love a heartless monster like him.
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A Little Good Influence | Max Thunderman x Reader
FanfictionEvery time over-achiever (Y/N) (L/N) meets constant-troublemaker Max Thunderman, a full-on snap fest engages. Everyone thinks that when they get together the world will end but Pheobe seems convinced that Max and her best friend are attracted to eac...