A/N: Fan Fic, i dont own anything. Lol, i love this story. If You are really impatient the whole story is on my deviantart account.
I couldn't believe my eyes when I walked into our bedroom. Magnus was in bed with somebody, a somebody that wasn't me. His eyes widened with shock when he saw me standing in the doorway.
"Alec?" he said in a choked voice. "What are you- what-"
"What am I doing Magnus?" I screeched. "What the hell are you doing?"
I threw what was in my hand at him, sadly all I had was my sparkle infused key. It nailed him in the side of his face. He winced slightly. I stormed out of the room, and through our flat, grabbing things that held sentimental value to me, and then stormed the hell out of there.
I couldn't believe it, I just couldn't. Magnus, my Magnus had . . . betrayed me, used me as if I were just another pawn in his game of chess. I threw my key into my bike and took off as if I'd just robbed a bank.
I'd been away on business, in Idris, dealing with the Clave. Of recent, the New York institution had been destroyed, and it took a lot to convince the Clave that is was irresponsible teenagers who burnt down over half of it and then the glamour, and the other half collapsed in.
That bastard told me that he loved me and then turned around and stabbed me in the back by cheating on me with our whore of our real-estate agent. I hadn't liked her since the beginning, but this only increased the anger. I could kill her; truly I could, in a variety of ways. But then I would have to explain to the Clave and I don't think they'd accept that I'd done it out of rage.
I was utterly shocked when Alec stood at that doorway; I couldn't move I was frozen. He wasn't supposed to be back for another couple of days, and I wasn't supposed to get caught. I intended on ending this shenanigan before he returned, but he'd returned too early.
I winced as a small silver object hit my cheek. It fell beneath me, it was a key; Alec's key.
Alec stormed out of the room, I wanted to him but I couldn't move. We'd been together for eight years and I couldn't get up to explain.
Finally my body reacted, allowing me to move. Arms held me back, the tramp under me, which may have separated me and the man I loved for the rest of my many years. I pushed her away, and got up to run after Alec. I raced out the door but when I got there Alex and his bike was gone.