A/N: Well, since I'm amazing at parts, Part One of Chapter Ten! :)

Chapter Ten Part One: Hanging

By the time I had taken a taxi to my apartment, Magnus had probably already gotten home and was regretting ever helping me. I sighed to myself as I gave the guy the money I had left after that drink and walked up the short flight of steps. The world was spinning slightly, and I could barely make out the numbers on the many doors. I picked one randomly, and jammed the key strung around my neck - which was the only affective way for me to keep my apartment key from getting lost - into the lock with a shaky force. Blinking a bit, I twisted the key, but nothing happened. With another twist and a light moan from me, the door had creakily opened.

I pushed the door open, I entered the main room with ease. The room was dark, and I could hear more groans from the floor beneath my feet. I sighed as I turned on the dim lamp next to my couch. It was cold, but I didn't care. My hand instinctively looked about for the pills I had stolen from one of my neighbors with chronic back pain. They were the only things in my apartment that actually could probably kill me. I had already learned how to overdose, and it would be easy with my already weakened state. I probably wouldn't even be able to feel my heart stop.

The room was still a bit blurry, and I could still remember what Magnus had said to me. I didn't want to, but the thoughts just wouldn't stop coming. Groaning, I doubled over and tried to think of something that I could think of peacefully before I died.

Izzy was a good thought. She had cared about me so much until the day that they had all left my life. She was always so sweet to me, and I loved her for it.

Jace was a good thought. My first love, and my parabati until I gave up being a Shadowhunter. He cared like Izzy. They often both liked to comfort me until I would stop being upset like I had been before.

Max. . .Max was the best little brother ever. He never judged me, he never even knew. . .I sobbed as the thoughts raced through my mind at light-speed. My tears streaked my face as I remembered him, and I tried to think of something better.

There was nothing else. Clary had been an annoying brat, and the less I thought of her, the better. Simon, I didn't know. He must have been an okay kid, I guess. In general, he was a complete geek, but he meant well. At least he wasn't like Clary. Too bad he was even in love with her.

My dad had been a complete prick, cheating on mom with some slutty bitch who I would rather had died after Max was born. Mom was okay, as well. She didn't approve of my sexuality that much, but I knew she still cared. I sighed as I remembered how she reacted when I told her. She left the room and didn't talk to me for a few hours until I was contemplating suicide.

Though, now I was going through with it. And, to be honest, I had nothing to do before I died. Well. . .nothing that didn't require finding Magnus and telling him that I was sorry for wasting all those hours and minutes that he could have used on someone else. I swallowed hard as I got up and walked over to the door, pulling at my key necklace and taking the pain killers in my pocket.

I was going to go see Magnus for the last time.