Muffin Tales

A Hero's Story

"Sometimes you just need a break."

In a beautiful place.

Alone.

To figure everything out."

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Max entered the household, catching her mother making out with her new husband, Ricky as she rolled her eyes.

Her mother then noticed her daughter coming home from the supermarket.

"Oh, hey honey!" She greeted. It took a while for Max to respond as she gave her mother a disgusted look.

"Hey." Max replied in an almost monotoned voice.

"How were you?" Ricky added, trying to fit in into her life.

"Nope." Max immediately walked into her room and slammed the door behind her, flinching both of her parents.

"She'll open up to you someday, sweetly." Max's mother patted Ricky's chest in an attempt to comfort him about Max.

"Yeah, yeah. Thanks, Joan." The man sighed

Max flopped onto her bed and smashed a pillow against her face, muffling her frustrating screams for her parents to not hear.

She threw her pillow against the wall but it accidentally hit a small framed picture of her family as it fell from the cabinet. She eventually saved it with her telekinesis and floated its way towards her.

The girl looked closely at the photo of her family, sitting together on the couch in their living room. The smiles on each of their faces lets her know how happy she was in those days.

Her real dad making up some cheesy dad jokes for them to groan about, but Max laughed at how cheesy they are as her brother, Jaxon facepalmed when he does so. Though, his constant facepalming may have gone overboard when he got a headache from it.

She missed and loved them all dearly but Max's family fell apart after they learned about her powers and how it got Jaxon killed.

Her mom should've left her instead of her husband. I guess someone has take care of her for the team.

Max then took another picture frame, floating towards her. But as she holds onto it, she almost teared up while still keeping a calmed expression.

The frame obviously contains another family picture of her but this time, it's her and her brother Jaxon when they were younger.

Jaxon had his arms wrapped around young Maxine's neck, hugging the girl into a playful hug. They both have the same wild smiles as the other photos they were in, they always have these just to show how close they are.

The two were so close that when Jaxon found out that Max has powers, he knew he had to help her out with it. And look where that lead him to...

"I have these powers, but I don't know where they came from."

"Well, do you have any flashes that may somehow have anything to do with them?"

"Not... really."

"Not yet..."

And that was the last time Max ever get to talk to him.

The time where their house was suddenly invaded by a woman with short white hair and had an appearance of an assassin. She wanted to forget that ever happened, she wanted to forget the screams of her older brother echoing in her mind, she wanted to...

Forget...

But she remembered the memory so vividly, and wanted to figure out what that woman want with her.

Max groaned at her thoughts, placing her pictures back to the cabinet. She went down stairs and spotted her mother and stepdad having a conversation about her.

"I know it's hard, honey. But it's hard enough for her to endure this." Her mom reassured.

"Yeah, but I just wanted to be there for her like how her father would. And I know she needed space but it's been 6 years since we've been together and she's not even bothering to-"

"She's 18, Ricky! Of course she's been through a lot from now!"

"I KNOW THAT!" Ricky yelled, standing up as the man's raised voice made Maxine slightly flinch.

Ricky calmed down for a bit after he took a deep breath and sat down with his stepwife.

"Like I said, I know it's hard to have her warm up to you." Her mom patted his back to comfort him once more.

"Max is the type who... needs to be alone. Not to be lonely, but to enjoy her time being herself." Max smirked at her mother's words and how she understood her current lifestyle without her brother.

"I know how much she has been avoiding you for years, but you have to understand why she wants to be alone after all this time."

.

.

No matter how long I wanted to be alone, I wanna get used to it.

I may have been depending on my brother several times but that's because I wanted someone to talk to...

And talking someone who's really close to me like my brother ever was, is something that I'll be adjusting.

Because I have other people who care about me too...

Published: May 27, 2020