Ok so this is my first malec fan fiction, I'm not really sure how it turned out, on one hand I feel like this was pretty good for the first chapter, but on the other I feel like I'm missing something. I dunno. They are all human. I realize that Alec isn't acting shy like he usually is :/ so I think what I'll do is make him outgoing when he's with his siblings but extremely shy around new people. But once he gets to know them, his true personality comes out. sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes
Warning!- This story includes topics of self-harm and abuse and maybe some lemons. If you aren't comfortable with these topic, please don't read.
Alec's pov:
Alexander Gideon Lightwood has always been known as 'That guy'. He went about his life trying to blend into the background and staying as far away from the spotlight as possible. Truth be told, before Isabelle was born, He loved the attention people would give him for being so cute, he had hoped it would never end. But the day he became an older brother, everything changed. All the attention that he loved was stolen from him and given to her. He despised her for so long. He would push her down whenever she got up so that no one would fawn over her when she took her first steps. He would hit her everytime she attempted to talk so she would cry and never get their parents to squeal and clap for her saying her first words. Somewhere in his heart Alexander has always hated his sister. And somewhere in his heart, he always will.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
He pushed his alarm clock off of his bedside table efficiently silencing it. He sighed loudly as he sat up on his bed rubbing his eyes. A sharp, sudden pain in his head cause him to quickly fall back down on his bed and squeeze his eyes shut. He cradled his head and tried to remember what he had done the previous night but this only made his head hurt more. He groaned and pushed off of his bed and padded his way to his bathroom. His switched the light on and covered his eyes with his hands trying to block out the bright lights. Yeah I'm totally hungover.
He walked over to the shower and turned the knob to a warm temperature and went to the sink to brush his teeth. He rinsed his brush and applied his strawberry mint toothpaste on his black and red brush. He looked up at the mirror while he was brushing teeth and nearly choked. He had a black eye, there was dried blood trailing from his nose. He had a purple bruise on his left cheek and a hickey on his neck. Without noticing, a tear rolled down his cheek. Alec always seemed to get himself in trouble, one way or the other. He always seemed to get hurt, and he was tired of it. Tired of everything really.
He contemplated on taking out his razor to relieve some of his stress until he thought better of it. He still had to go to school today after all. He stood there for a few minutes until he remembered he left the shower running. He quickly finished brushing his teeth and jumped into the shower. What happened last night? The last thing I remember is going to Eric's house. He didn't do this to me, did he? After scrubbing himself clean, body aching, he turned the shower off and stepped out. He grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist. He looked down to take a good look at himself and frowned. If he thought his face looked bad, this was way worse. His chest was littered with cuts and bruises. He sighed, walked out of his bathroom and made it over to his huge walk in closet. He smirked.
He had always chosen the biggest room second to his parents every time they moved, just to annoy his younger sister, Not only did he have much more space to put his stuff and move around, he even had a gigantic closet too. She owned so much clothes and this closet would have served her some good, but Alec refused to give it up, even though he only had a couple of sweaters, some shirts, a few pairs of pants and some sneakers. The rest of the closet was empty with the exception of hundreds of empty clothing hangers. Isabelle once tried to sneak the clothes she couldn't fit in her closet into his, so he threw them out. She yelled at him of course, it scared him a little when she grabbed his book, hoping she wouldn't throw it in the trash like he did with her clothes. Instead she threw it at his forehead, knocking him unconscious for at least a minute. It was his own little victory really.
He picked out a pair of pitch black jeans that looked more like leggings and a tight, sleek long sleeved turtleneck. He put on some socks and slipped his feet into his pitch black Jordans that he had custom made. Alec checked himself in the mirror to see if any of his bruises were showing. He let out a breath once he saw that they were completely covered. Seriously, what the hell happened last night. He walked back into his bathroom a opened a cabinet underneath the sink and pulled out a black pouch. He opened it and pulled out a concealer bottle. He shook it a little before opening it frowning once he realized it was almost out. Alec knew he would have to make a call to some high end makeup company if he wanted to avoid an embarrassing confrontation with his siblings, but he just couldn't be bothered.
He dabbed a little on the bruise he had on his cheek and flinched. His frown deepened as he attempted to massage the tender flesh. Alec tried to apply the concealer again with less force hoping it ease the pain. He braced himself as his rubbed in the make up with his fingers. He smiled at how well it blended in with his extremely pale complexion. Alec moved to apply concealer around his eye. It didn't hurt as bad, but he would be lying if he said it didn't hurt at all. Alec looked back at his reflection and felt his heart squeeze. He hated his eyes. He hated his face. All they did was remind him of his parents. The parents that were never there. The parents that abused him. The parents that never seemed to forget to remind him that he was a failure, but always seemed to remember to forget his birthday. Alec brought his hands up to his head to try and fix his hair but a sharp pain in his shoulder made him quickly bring it back down. Alec sighed and decided to just leave his hair the way it was. He walked over to his bed and picked up his alarm. Luckily he hadn't broken it when he smacked it off the table. It read 5:45. Alec sighed and walked out of his room.
He stalked over to the room across the room from his own. Alec knocked on the door a couple of times and when he heard no response, he turned the knob and stepped in. Alec took slow and practiced steps over to the bed in the middle of the room. He walked over to the side and stared at the face of his adoptive brother and smiled. He looks so peaceful Alec thought with a face of content. He loved his brother, even though he wasn't related to him by blood. He fought everyone who made fun of him and protected him from the shadows. Alec reached over and tapped his brother on the shoulder. "Jace, hey Jace. Wake up dude." Alec smiled as Jace stirred and murmured in his sleep. "Hey Jace, I'll make waffles if you wake up." The blond boy opened one eye and in a raspy voice asked his brother. "With blueberries?" Alec's smile widen as he replied "Whatever you want." A small smile played on Jace's handsome features and he reluctantly sat up on his bed and yawned. He smiled bleary eyed at Alec as he went to freshen up and get dressed. One down, two to go.
Alec left Jace's room and wandered down the hall and stopped in front of a pale yellow door. He knocked on it and again, when he got no response he opened the door. He walked over to the light blue bed to find no one sleeping there. Alec raised his eyebrows and called out "Max?" after a couple seconds of silence, the bathroom door opens revealing a shivering boy with a towel around his waist. "Oh there you are." Alec feels a smile tugging on his lips. "I thought you snuck out again." His little brother only smiled. "It was their last copy of One punch man,I had to get it!." Alec's smile only grew wider. Alex ruffled his brother's wet, and freshly washed hair. "I'm making blueberry waffles. If you want some you better hurry up and get dressed before Jace eats them all." He watched as his little brother's eyes lit up and and scampered off into his closet. Alec laughed and walked out of Max's room and closed the door.
He sighed and briskly walked over to his last stop before he went to make breakfast. He turned the knob and walked straight into the room without knocking. He closed the door behind and took a deep breath before yelling at the top of his lungs. "Isabelle Lightwood! Wake up and get dressed or we're leaving without you!" He snickered as his little sister jumped up and fell off the bed. She looked up and glared at him. "You know, you don't have to yell to wake me up." Alec felt uncomfortable as Isabelle slowly looked him up and down. "You really need to wear more color. I don't want people thinking I'm related to some emo freak." She teased. Alec knew she was only joking, but it still made his heart feel heavy. He rolled his eyes at her. "Whatever princess. I'm making blueberry waffles. If you want some you better hurry up." She groaned. Isabelle despised waffles. An even better reason to make them really.
"Oh hey!" Isabelle quickly got up and cornered her brother. "Hey do you think you could help me pick out what to wear? I mean first day of school? You have to make an impression." Alec raises a brow and bits his lip. He looks into his sister's dark eyes that held a faint amount of hope. "Alright, I'll do it." He watched as his sister jumped around squealing and clapping. Even though he really hated her, seeing her this happy, always made him smile. "But" Isabelle stopped moving and looked at her brother with confusion written all over her face. He continued "My services are not cheap Iz, after all you have the great raja hitam standing in your room" Her face visibly paled. "Jeez Alec, can't you do one nice thing for your beloved sister?" She sighed and crossed her arms. "What do you want?" Alec simply shrugged. "I don't know. I'll tell you when I think of something." Izzy rolled her eyes and pointed a finger into her closet. "Get to work peasant." He rolled his eyes and walked into her closet. She's so lucky the great raja hitam even bothers with her. It feels like I'm playing dress up. He smirk at his thoughts.
Alec, although it might not seem like it on the outside, is a extremely famous fashion designer, makeup artist, and hair stylist. He discovered his love for fashion at an early age and the rest just came to him. He was great at keeping the secret to himself, earning millions of dollars every month until one day Izzy was checking the mail and found his payment that week. The letter only had his name, a thanks for his hard work, and $20,000. Izzy had questioned him relentlessly for days but he never told her a word, so she told their parents, and let's just say, they weren't happy.
They called the whole family down for a meeting. Jace had a date that night and tried to protest but a single look from Robert had him looking like a kicked puppy. Max, as always, sat in Alec's lap with a manga comic held tightly in his hands. Izzy had taken the seat next to her mother looking close to tears. Maryse's face was void of any emotion. Jace sat next to Alec and whispered into his brother's ear. "When I tell you to run, run." A shaky breath racked through Alec's body as he nodded his head. They had found out about his secret job. They were going to be so mad! And Robot, what would he say? Alec frowned. He'll probably just say only faggots do this shit. He'll probably make me quit to. Alec was extremely close to tear when his father spoke up. He couldn't bear to look his father in his eyes so he buried his face in Max's soft hair.
"It has brought up to my attention that some funny business has been happening while your mother and I have been slaving away at work." Alex looked up from Max's hair, tears streaming down his face. Max tilted his head back to look Alec in his eyes and smiled. Max reached over grabbed Alec's hand and squeezed it. Alec offered Max a small smile, and looked up to face his father. Cold eyes bore into his soul, anger seeping from his very being. Max froze up in Alec's arms and he saw Jace flinch beside him. He squeezed Max's hand tighter as father continued. "I will not stand back and watch as my children become druggies! especially not you Alexander." He spat. Alec's eyes widen at the accusation. Izzy had began crying into mother's arm. Jace and Max just stared at Alec In bewilderment. Max was suddenly torn Alec's firm grip and thrown towards his mother. "I will not have such a bad influence around my children." Jace didn't move a muscle as all the pieces seemed to fit together in his mind,at least he thought they fit.
"No" Jace muttered weakly. He stared at Alec with pleading eyes. Alec opened his mouth to speak when an envelope was thrown at his face, giving him a small paper cut. Alec picked up the envelope and looked back at his father. "Alexander, How much money is in that envelope." Izzy's sobs grew louder and Max stepped up to defend Alec. "It's a misunderstanding! Alec would never sell drugs! There's no reason to!" Which was true. Their family was filthy rich and well off. Robert stood his ground and looked at Alec with eyes filled with hatred. "The question was, how much money is in that envelope." Alec didn't reply, he just sat there staring at his family like they had gone insane. "$20,000." He barely whispered. "At least there should be." Robert's shoulders slumped. "Get out. I can't have you spoiling our family name." Max started screaming and crying. He let out humorless chuckle. His parents didn't even have the tiniest amount of faith in him. "Dad-" "Don't you dare 'dad' me." Alec tried hard not roll his eyes as stood up. He walked up to his dad. "Dad, I'm not a drug dealer. I actually have job, and when you get a job, you get paid, paid money" Alec said in a patronizing tone,which was an extremely bold move. The second the words left his mouth he felt like crawling into a hole and dying. "What kind of job?" Robert asked with a tinge of hopefulness in his voice.
He had always wanted Alec to follow his footsteps as a successful business man. "I work for a magazine" Izzy hopped up at this. "Wait are you a model or a editor or something cool like that?" Her voice filled with excitement. Still looking his father in the eyes, Alec replies. "Neither, I design the clothes they wear." The looks of surprise, amusement, and doubt are all caught by Alec and he frowns. "Honest, I go by raja hitam. You've probably heard of me." He felt a blush taking over as Izzy's face lights up in recognition. "Oh my god! You're lying! You have to be! The outfits those models wear are flawless and beautiful, and the things you wear yourself, well it looks like you found them in a back alley." He frowns at her. His attention is brought back to his father as Robert cleared his throat. "So Alec, how long have you had this 'job'?" Alec lowered his gaze to his worn out high tops "Since I was 12." "What!" Maryse finally speaks up "What do you mean since you were 12! You were a kid! That's nonsense! Tell us the truth or you're all grounded!" Alec looked up at his mother. "That is the truth." A sudden stinging sensation on his left cheek told him everything he needed to know. His mother would never accept him for he was. That slap is what stopped him from coming out of the closet all these years"The last time I checked you were boy! A boy that was into soccer and girls and stuff like that! Only fags do things like that! Leave it to the woman!" Robert cleared his throat. "I agree with your mother." He was shocked. Alec cried that night. And cried for a couple nights after that. And he still has the scars on his arms to prove it. But he never stopped doing what he loved most. And probably never would.
Oml 3,000 word! :O
Please leave a review telling me how I should go about making Magnus and Alec meet, I want it to be kind of original. But if i can't come up with anything I might jump make them stalk each other and then one day catch each other staring and decide to talk to each other. The next chapter will be Magnus pov. I really feel like my writing is lacking in feeling. Tell me what you guys think
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