Alex looked at me, "He didn't follow me because of me being adventourous, he followed me because he had a reason too, I just need to figure out what that was." Alex said, he needed to think, why had his brother been there that night, he had never snuck out the nights before, Alex remembered something, why would've Juan said run, he could've kept himself hidden. At that moment, Alex threw his wand down, before Monica's spell could hit him, when it hit him, Alex sat down, being sent to his but, willingly.
Alex reached hand into his shirt pulling out a locket and opened it, he saw picture of Alex, and a picture of Juan, "What did he say? I forgot his last words," Alex said. Juan had mumbled his last words, "Of, you couldn't know you're intellect is no close to mine." Alex said to Monica, "I figured it out! Juan never followed me, that night there was a party and Natalie Lucinda's house, he snuck out to go there, on the way he saw me seeing the guy, and as soon as he saw the gun he yelled RUN! Don't you see he never followed me, he was sneaking out himself, we both were at the wrong place at the wrong time, because I never walked towards the guy, he found me, and I was going to do my thing of how I expose the dude, he tries to kill me, and fails. I took a bullet for him, but the bullet went through my body and into his!" Alex said.
He picked up his wand, he now knew. "I see, so you never cared about me, even though when I was a kid, all that stuff I did when I was a kid, solve mysteries, beat up bullies, run up walls, I did it to impress you, but all that time you wished I was dead. I looked up to you, until you said you hated me, that look you always gave me, I almost died trying to impress you, yeah, that doctor said if that bullet that I took for you, had been any closer to my heart, I would've died, remember, when you came back from the summer, and that robber in the street came to our house and nearly killed you, I took that bullet. And you still thought I was show off." Alex said he felt hurt. He took his book and put on his locket. He looked at her. About to leave.