I changed my name from TheTaintedRainbow to Alec's Chemical Romance. Read my profile if you want to know more about what's going on but basically, This prof is a collab system between Magnus and I, making us Malec's Chemical Romance.
Ok so we mostly see stories about Magnus being anorexic and I thought the we could change it up and make a story about Alec being anorexic instead. This is going to be a little story we're working on when we get writer's block when rewriting Picture Perfect. (*Hint* ;) *Hint*) Hope you guys enjoys.
We don not own the anythings.
Isabelle. What made her so special? They were both the children of Maryse and Robert Lightwood. Both shared similar features, same birthday… Was it because she was a girl? Maybe had Alec had been born with a different set he would be pretty. Was it because she was more confident than him? Alec did tend to fold in on himself. Maybe it was because he was different then the rest of them. Unlike Izzy, he wasn't normal. Why did he find himself staring at other boys instead of girls? Maybe it was because he knew that no girl would ever want him compared to every other guy at their school and that only guys that who couldn't get to Isabelle would drop to his level for at least a bite from the Lightwood Line.
The last one, held some truth to it. During Alec's junior year Sebastian Verlac had gotten turned down by his twin sister and decided to rape Alec out of bitterness. Of course no one else knew this except the two of them… and the rest of the football team since they had decided to join in as well.
By his sophomore year, most of them had graduated from his school but a good amount of them were still seniors. Sebastian decided that it would be great idea to start a tradition of fucking Alec on his way from school every time they felt pent up. It was so random that Alec could never avoid it and done so often and frequently he almost never had time to recover. At first he pitied himself, too weak to fend for himself, but then he thought about.
He was lucky. Someone wanted him. More than just someone an entire team wanted him. But how long was it until Isabelle whisked them away too? And so he worked extra hard at pleasuring them. But then he overheard them talking in the locker rooms about how Alec was a bit too fluffy for their tastes.
And then that was when it started.
Too fluffy? Isabelle wasn't fluffy. Would they leave him in favor of her? No, he not would let the happen.
"Good morning class, this is your new teacher Mr. Bane. He will be replacing Mr. Cosmo for a while until his home situation resolves itself." Our principal turned to face our teacher,
"Well, they're all yours. Come to me if there are any problems." smiled.
"Thank you." Once Ms. Fray had left the room, my classmates erupted with cheers. Paper balls found their way to the front of the room as well as a shoe. I sat in my corner of the room staring on as my class celebrated what could be a disaster for a teacher that had showed us all nothing but kindness.
No one ever talked to me. Why would they? They knew what I did. It's not like they cared much about me to begin with. In the midst of the cheers I of course heard the whispers, already spreading the rumors on how I had slept with Mr. Cosmo for my grades, that his wife had found out about his affairs.
But no, I worked hard for my grade. Mr. Cosmo and I rarely if ever held a conversation together, me only ever telling him the answers the questions that no one else ever knew. I watched as Mr. Bane crouched down and pulled his lips back in disgust, picking the thrown shoe by it's laces and standing back up.
Other students seemed to noticed and tried not to laugh, quieting down. Anticipating their new teacher's reaction.
"I see math is not the only thing I'll have to teach all of you. Clearly fashion is not a strong point of any of you." His eyes scanned the room landing on one of the girls in the front.
"Except for you. Love the dress." The group giggled, poking the girl and laughing.
"The owner of this shoe can retrieve it after class." He finished off, heading towards the door and putting the sneaker out in the hallway.
"Ok. I'll only be here for a couple of weeks, maybe some months. I'm only here as a favor for your principal. Lord knows what other things I could be doing right now instead of looking after some bratty musty teenagers. But regardless, the time i'm spending here could be either-" He walked over to the desk.
"The best time of your short miserable angsty lifes. Or so bad that you just want to crawl into a hole and pray your teachers return."
His calculating eyes scanned the classroom once more.
"Now, in order I'm going to ask for your names. Starting with you." I zoned out as the rest of the class listed off names I pretended not to know. I knew everyone in this class. Alexia, Jonathan, Sebastian, Kyle, Joshua.
"-You are?" I looked up and found myself staring up into the oddest pair of eyes I'd ever seen. They were green with gold swimming around, cat slits slightly fidgeting. An eyebrow raised following an amused smirk.
"I asked for your name." I blushed looking down and adjusting my hoodie to further hide my face.
"O-o-h it's um. Alec. A-Alec Lightwood. S-sir." Magnus laughed causing my brush to intensify.
"Oh, what a cutie." He turned around then and I tried hard not to stare at his butt which was so elegantly presented to me in tight dark red skinny jeans.
"Ok, you can all do whatever you want now. At least nothing that will have me needing to do paper work. Use your phones, talk to your friends. Me. Whatever." The class cheered for Mr. Bane but I frowned. What was I supposed to do? Although, I guess I could continue staring at my hot new teacher.
I heard snickers from a couples rows down and stared down hard at the black wooden table surface. I heard shuffling besides me and turned to see Camille sitting on my table, her boobs pushed forward in the attempt to catch Magnus' attention.
"So Mr. M, Where are you from?" I sighed, turning away as Mr. Bane answered her question. I felt a rumbling in my stomach and crossed my legs, trying to conceal the sound. Being hungry was such an uncomfortable feeling, one that you truly never got over. Just learned to ignore to the best of your ability. I put my head down on the desk, hoping catch up on some sleep.
When I woke up the class was empty all except for a man on his phone in the front of the class. I swallowed. I had to be much more than just a little late for my next class. I stood up, my chair scraping against the floor and Mr. Bane turned around, smiling.
"Oh you're awake. School's over by the way."
"What?!"
"Yeah, it finished about an hour ago. But don't worry, you were excused from the rest of your classes."
"Why didn't you wake me up?" I stared at him in shock.
"You looked so tired and I guess I felt like being nice today." He replied with a shrug. I felt sick to my stomach. Are you kidding me? They already hated me enough, now he just gave them another reason to write stuff on my lockers. I tried to run to door but my foot caught on my bag strap and I slipped and fell, my head slamming against the edge of a table.
I groaned in pain and within second a cool hand was against my forehead.
"Where does it hurt?"
"I'm fine?" I mumbled, rolling over to attempt to stand myself up.
"Fine? I'm surprised your skull isn't caved in you hit your head so hard."
"Yes, fine. Now I need to get home."
"Do you drive?"
"No, I take the bus."
"Well, the buses won't be coming for another hour or so, so I'm giving you a choice. You can get a ride home from me, or wait for the next bus in my company."
I bit my lip. "What time is it?"
He checked his phone. "4:36?"
I looked down at my shoes and whispered so quickly he almost couldn't hear me.
"I'll stay."
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