Rehabilitation for the broken hearted
Hello fellow fanfiction lovers. This is my second fanfic. Please review and give me any advice on how to improve my fanfics. Here's the disclaimer:
If I owned the mortal instruments series, Alec and Magnus would never have broken up. As they do, Cassandra Claire owns the mortal instruments. Please
Prologue:
Pain. Pain, pain and more pain was all he felt. All Alec felt. His eyesight was dulled by the bright red of his own blood dripping down his face. No one stopped to see if he was okay. No one was around. Why would they be? They were all in their warm, safe houses with their loving husband or fathers. All laughing happily…Oh how he envied that. How he envied the fact that his father could never be like them. Among these thoughts, was one name: Magnus.
Alec blinked furiously. Blinking away the tears and the blood and the sweat he was producing from the effort of not blacking out.
He suddenly found himself ringing a doorbell, then Magnus' face swimming before him and the ground rushing up to meet his broken, bloody and bruised body.
"I'm sorry." Was the last thing he said before he greeted the darkness of unconsciousness like an old friend.
