Warning: I know Alec is a gay character. But he is just that, a character. Keep that in mind. Please, also note that english is not my first language. I am sorry if there are any mistakes, please feel free to point them out to me I won't be offended. All credit goes to the creators.
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It has been two years. Two years since he lost her in a car crash. God, there were demons everywhere and she had to die in a car crash. A fucking car crash. She is dead. Immediate death, they said. She didn't suffer, they said. He knew she did. Maybe not physically, but she probably felt like she was gonna die. And she probably called for him. But he wasn't there. He wasn't there. She died alone. Went through the windscreen and ended up dead on the sidewalk. He wasn't there. He should have been there. He should have protected her. He should have used his body as a shield. She was dead. He wasn't there. She was all alone. She was scared. And he wasn't there.
"You're off for the day, honey. You can-" Maryse stops, a lump forming in her throat. "You can spend the day with her. Maybe Jace and Isabelle can go with you, if you wish?"
"No. I-" he pauses, wiping his tears away. "I need to do something. I can't-" tears running down again.
"Honey" Maryse speaks quietly, approaching her son. "I wish I could take the pain away. I'm sorry. I am so sorry, my little boy."
Alec doesn't resist as she pulls him to her laps, caressing his hair. "It will stop hurting, eventually." His jaw clenches, trying to prevent a scream. He felt like screaming. He was so angry. He just couldn't stop the anger from growing. He was angry at the world. He was angry at himself. He was angry at her. She left him. She promised she wouldn't. She promised they were forever. "I want her back. When is he coming back, mom" he cried. Maryse closed her eyes, tears flooding her cheeks. Alec had always been strong. The strongest out of her children. But losing her dropped him to his knees. She watched, helpless, as guilt and sorrow consumed her son. As life was sucked out of him. She knew he was trying, but he just couldn't make it.
He barely sleeps, haunted by her smile every time he closes his eyes. And when he is too tired to resist, he collapses on the couch. He can't sleep in their bed. Not without her. He misses her hair tickling his nose. Her cold feet against his legs. Her body against his. Her groaning every time the alarm clock went off. He misses tripping over her heels. Complaining about her make up spread all over the bathroom counters. Searching for his shirt only to find out she is wearing it. How his shirt would lift up, revealing her underwear, as she ties her hair up.
"How about you try and get some sleep? I can stay with you, caress your hair until you fall asleep. You loved that when you were a kid" Maryse suggested.
"She used to do that. When I was stressed, she'd caress my hair for hours."
"I wish there was something I could do Alec. I just-" she's closes her eyes. "I feel so powerless."
"I'm sorry. I'll try harder mom, I promise" Alec straightens up. "I'll try harder."
"No. Take your time, honey. I know how much you loved her. And I am so sorry" her voices cracks. "I'm sorry I was so harsh on you two. I should have supported you. She was an amazing person, she was just…"
"A mundane" he finishes.
"She was so strong. So sweet and she loved you so much. God, she was so in love with you."
Jace and Isabelle enter the room. "There's some stuff going on at the Pandemonium. You wanna come?" Isabelle suggests, her voice quiet. Alec shakes his head no. "Alright, call if you need anything. Anything" she points out. Alec nods.
"This place is crowded" Jace says, trying to make his way into the club. "They must be at the back."
He stops in his track as Izzy puts a hand on his arm. "Jace" she says on a frightened tone, her eyes wide as she stares in front of her. "What?" he panics. That's when he sees her. Her hair floating around her face, wide smile and drink in hand. Flirting with a demon. "It can't-" his voice dies as he spots her tattoo. An arrow on her wrist. An arrow for Alec, the archer. "How?" He takes a look at Izzy. "Shapeshifter?" Jace furrows his brows. Why. She was a mundane. Alec did his best to keep her hidden from the supernatural world. Only a handful of people knew about her. "I'll check" is all he says before moving forward, trying to look confident. He wanted to scream. He wanted to cry. He wanted to kill that motherfucker for doing something so cruel. She was dead. A part of his parabatai died that night, killing a part of him in the process.
"How did you know her?" he speaks, his voice harsh.
"Excuse me?" she responds, taken aback by his tone.
"Rose come on!" one of her friends calls out.
She turns on her heels, joining the party. The blonde is stunned. Rose. He goes back to Isabelle, the mission long forgotten. "We'll wait until it leaves. Whatever it is, we need to get ride of it. If Alec sees it, he's gonna-" He doesn't finish that sentence.