Chapter 26

Undeserved

I'm back. I know this chapter took longer than I had wanted to update but I hope you can all forgive me. But anwyay, thank you for all the amazing reviews from the last chapter. They made me feel so great and you guys are all amazing. Anyway, on to the chapter. Thanks for reading.

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Losing You-Camera Can't Lie

Yes, he was pathetic. He'd admit it. But he didn't have the drive to do anything else. Hell, he barely had the drive to do this. And this, well this was just sad.

Alec sat on the couch, wrapped up in the leopard print Snuggy Magnus had insisted on buying him, a large tub of half finished chocolate ice cream in his lap. And to add to the whole scene, he had Titanic playing on the television, a movie that always brought him to tears at the end, not that anyone knew that but Isabelle, Jace, and Magnus.

Magnus. God. Just the slightest thought of him broke Alec's heart all over again, a feat he would have deemed impossible. But here he was, his heart breaking into smaller and smaller pieces with each passing second. One part of Alec wanted to get off his depressed ass and go after Magnus, but the other part was what was keeping his ass where it was. That was the part that was so completely broken that he was blind in the dark searching for a way to heal himself. He didn't know what to do, how to move on from what had happened. He wasn't sure if he should cry, fake a smile, sleep, eat, or break down. He just didn't know what to do. But really, what was he supposed to do? Walk around and pretend that he was fine? Sure, he was an expert at that, but this time, this time he just didn't want to pretend. Instead, he wanted to wallow in the darkness that had become his life since Magnus walked out the door.

Twice now he'd watched Magnus walk out that door. The first time, they'd made up, but this time, this time felt so much different. This time Alec felt like there was little hope. It wasn't like Alec had done something to piss Magnus off, or vice versa, and that was why they fought and broke up. No, this was something internal inside Magnus, something that wasn't a result of their relationship but a result of a fear of the past repeating itself. This time it was about that demon haunting Magnus that had been there the whole time, but had lain silent until it was time to strike.

Alec wanted so bad to be mad at Magnus, and underneath the sadness and the need for Magnus, he was angry. He was angry that after everything, Magnus had just given in and walked out. He was angry that Magnus hadn't even given him a chance. He was angry at himself for letting it happen. But he hadn't voiced that anger, hadn't let himself truly feel it yet. He knew if he saw Magnus it would come alive. He knew that seeing him and the fact that they weren't together would awaken the anger that was fighting to get out.

Alec understood why Magnus had done what he did, but it didn't make it any easier. It didn't mend any of the broken pieces, it didn't make going to sleep easier at night, and it didn't make waking up worth the effort. Alec felt like it would be easier for him to not understand. He knew Magnus felt alone, lost, broken, and he knew that he was running from everything. He knew Magnus was scared of what they had together because Magnus felt like he didn't deserve it because he'd never had it. Magnus didn't know how to handle love, to trust it completely even if you fell. Magnus didn't know how to handle what he'd never had. It was hard understanding because alongside his own pain, he felt Magnus'. He just wanted to take it away from him, to hold him and wash away all the memories so he had a clean state; something to start over on where he wasn't afraid to trust in his head and his heart and where they weren't at war with each other.

All he wanted was Magnus to believe in himself as much as Alec believed in him. He wanted Magnus to give in to what he wanted instead of what he thought he should want. He wanted him to come back to him. But he feared he never could. Alec couldn't forget the look in Magnus' eyes when he'd left. It was a look of total defeat, of Magnus giving in to every single word he said, making himself believe that it was all true, that he was doing this for Alec. Alec didn't want this and he knew Magnus didn't either. But he needed Magnus to listen to him in order to convince him of that. But how was he supposed to do that when Magnus was just going to run from him at every turn? So he held on to the hope that if he gave him some time to figure things out he'd calm down and let Alec talk to him. It wasn't over. Alec wouldn't let it be without one last push to get inside Magnus' heart. Magnus was the love of his life and he'd be damned if he didn't try to get him back.

For now, he was spending his time nursing his broken heart with Leonardo DiCaprio and chocolate. And right now, that was good enough for him. He didn't want to think about what would happen in the future between Magnus and him. He didn't want to think about his broken heart, and frankly, he just didn't want to think at all. He just wanted to fall away and wrap himself up in the darkness 'til there was nothing that he could hear, see, or feel. Until there was nothing that could hurt him anymore and all the pain was washed away.

Alec jumped, his phone vibrating in his pocket. So much for wrapping himself in the darkness.

Alec pulled his phone out of his pocket, noticing his home number flashing across the screen. He groaned, contemplating not answering it. It was either Isabelle or Jace and both presented him with a dilemma if he didn't answer. If he didn't answer it, they would spam his inbox for eternity, and if he did answer, they would question him for eternity on what it was that had him moping.

Alec knew he'd have to pick up the phone eventually, so why not do it now?

He put aside his ice cream on the table, pausing the movie on Leo's face. He hit talk, placing the phone to his ear.

"Hello."

"Hello Alec. How are you on this fine afternoon?" It was Jace.

"Just splendid." Alec hadn't intended the sarcastic tone to his voice but after everything, he didn't really care. Why couldn't he just be left to his own pathetic devices? He just wanted to be alone in his sadness, was that too much to ask?

"Awesome. So look, I'm miserable."

"Is that so?"

"Yeah. So, do you have time to talk?"

Alec looked at the TV and the slightly melted ice cream on the table, thinking he really just wanted to say no. He went to say just that, but was cut off.

"You do. Great."

Alec rolled his eyes, sighing. "I never even gave you an answer."

"And I care why?" Jace asked. "Well, anyway. Clary's mad at me."

"Isn't she always?"

"No, she wasn't yesterday. Well that was until I got bitched at for not opening up enough about my feelings and what I'm thinking."

Alec sighed. Well he could definitely relate. He understood the consequences of not opening up enough about your feelings, he'd seen it himself the day before when he'd confronted Magnus about that exact thing.

"I didn't think there was a problem. I mean, I tell her what I'm feeling. Like the other day I told her she looked bad in yellow. That's what I felt, so I told her."

"Jace, I don't think that's the kind of opening up about your feelings she meant." Clary meant the kind where you talked about the emotional things, the things buried deep down in your heart, not the surface feelings. Clary wanted to know Jace's heart, not just his thoughts.

"Well then, what did she mean? Honestly Alec, one minute I think I've got her figured out and the next minute it's like a switch went off and I've no idea about her anymore. Maybe you had the right idea with men; women are just too confusing." Jace sighed in frustration. "Do you and Magnus talk about your feelings?"

Alec froze as Jace's words rushed through him. The thought of Magnus chipped at his heart again, breaking away another piece to lie in the rubble. They talked about surface feelings, those regular thoughts you had every day, but recently? No, they didn't talk. Alec did, he did it a lot, but Magnus, Magnus was as closed off as a brick wall. Magnus was gone from him in that department, completely removed from his feelings and putting voice to them.

"He tells me blue's more my colour," Alec stated simply, not wanting to talk about any more than that. Magnus did tell him that, everyday. He made a note of commenting on Alec's wardrobe whenever he could and was campaigning to take him shopping. Alec had held him off, although he'd known one day he'd probably give in. But now, maybe he'd never have to. Now that Magnus wasn't here, there was no one to tell him those things anymore. God, all Alec had wanted was to forget about Magnus, and a part of him had hoped talking to Jace would help him do that, but apparently he had been wrong there.

"See, I'm not the only one. I open up about what I'm feeling. Just because I don't tell her everything doesn't mean she can get mad at me. Sometimes there's just things you want to keep to yourself, you know what I mean Alec?"

Yeah, he guessed he did. Magnus had wanted to keep everything to himself, but look where that got them. Alec was sulking with ice cream and Magnus was who knows where. But where Jace had a point, the thing that he didn't get was that there were some things you may want to keep to yourself, but at some point you have to tell someone or they'll eat you alive. Magnus had bottled up everything from Alec and set it off to sea so that neither of them ever needed to face it all, and now they weren't even together. Magnus had left because he had worked himself into a state of facing his demons on his own, forgetting that Alec was there to join the fight too. Magnus hadn't opened up, Alec had called him on it, and then Magnus had left. So really, Clary had a point wanting Jace to open up.

"Hey, Alec. Earth to Alec. Alec!"

"Yeah?" Alec hadn't noticed that in his thinking he had completely blanked out of the conversation, failing to catch anything Jace had said to him.

"So what do you think? Is she right? Do you think I need to open up?"

"Well she does have a point."

"What do you mean?"

"If you don't open up to her, how is she supposed to be there for you or help you if she doesn't know what's going on? If you don't tell her anything, you're leaving her in the dark and you can't do that Jace. You have to give her something or it's just going to cause problems. As much as you don't want to talk about those types of feelings, you have to. You have to give her something to hold on to once in a while."

"Hold on to? Alec, you know me, I don't talk about that stuff."

"I guess you'll have to learn, if that's what she wants." Neither Magnus or Alec had anything to hold on to in that respect. Magnus was defenceless in the embrace of his fears, and Alec was without barring under his feet to hold him up from the pain. They were both searching blindly for a foothold in a world unwilling to offer one.

"Well, what do you and Magnus do? What do you talk about?"

"Stuff," Alec said quickly. Please Jace, please don't ask me about him. Alec didn't know how much of that he could handle at this moment.

"Stuff. Thanks Alec, that's real helpful. Let me just go talk about stuff with Clary. She'll really like me then . Come on, give me something," Jace pleaded playfully.

"There's nothing Jace, really."

"Fine, whatever. Be that way." Jace paused, the other end of the line growing silent. "Alright, I have an idea."

Alec groaned. "I don't like the sound of that."

"No it's good. If I'm going to open up, I might as well have a test run right? So, let's open up to each other."

"Each other? Jace, I don't think so."

"No, really. You and Magnus discuss 'stuff', which really Alec, makes me think you talk about nothing. So, come on, what's something you've always wanted to tell me, but never did?"

Alec froze. Oh God. Jace, please stop doing this. Alec had something, something he didn't want to tell Jace, something he planned on keeping hidden forever. It wasn't that Alec loved Jace anymore, but there was still that stage in his life where he did, and as much as Alec wanted to forget, he never would. He'd still look at Jace and remember how he felt and how he fought it so hard because he hated himself for the way he felt. It was sick, it was wrong, and Alec had felt ashamed of himself for years for falling in love with his own brother. He knew now that picking up his phone had been a terrible idea. A spammed inbox was better than trying to lie to his brother when Jace always knew when he was lying.

"Nothing."

"Nothing? Alec, you're a terrible liar. Come on, there's got to be something. You can't say you've known me your whole life and not had something you've wanted to tell me but never did. Open up, give me something."

"There's nothing."

Jace groaned. "Fine, at least tell me why you sound so depressed."

"Depressed? I'm not depressed."

"Titanic or The Notebook?" Jace asked simply.

"Neither," Alec lied. He hated that Jace knew him that well. It made it so hard to hide anything from him, and he'd been lucky that he was able to hide the two main things from him. But everything else, well, Jace always knew. He may be an idiot sometimes, but he knew Alec well, something Alec wasn't sure was a blessing or not.

"Chocolate or vanilla? Come on Alec, I know you. You're sitting there with ice cream and one of those two movies, drowning in your sorrows. I can hear it in your voice. Don't even try to lie to me."

"Chocolate," Alec said softly, giving in.

"Yes. I knew it. Alright, Leo or Ryan? I'm going to say Leo."

"Leo."

"God, I'm good. Now I'm going to guess Magnus did something. That or you've just missed my beautiful face," Jace teased. Alec didn't answer, silence filling the air. "No? Okay then. So did you fight? I mean, you don't watch Titanic unless it's really bad. The Notebook's more for when you're in a 'I'm pissed, I'm depressed, but I'll be better in a few hours' mood. The Titanic's more like, 'I'm depressed and I've no plans on getting over it anytime soon.' So what going on?"

Alec sighed. Should he tell him? And if he did, what parts? Obviously he'd have to tell Jace eventually but right now, his heart was still in that freshly broken stage and he didn't really want to talk about it. But, then maybe he should.

"We broke up." Saying it brought the reality crashing down over Alec. Thinking it and feeling it wasn't as bad as when you finally put voice to it and all denial in your thoughts was washed away. It made it so much more real to say it out loud and it left no room to deny that it was true. And it hurt even more. The silence was like a bandage on your heart, a way of protecting it from hearing the truth, but when you spoke aloud, that bandage was ripped off and the heart was left to bleed as much as it wanted. And at this point, his heart was bleeding a lot.

"That asshole! Alright, I'm coming down there." Alec could hear Jace moving in the background.

"Jace! Sit back down, please."

Alec heard Jace move slowly to sit back on his bed, but Alec knew he was still ready to move if needed. Alec was actually quite glad Isabelle wasn't there too. He loved his siblings, but sometimes they could be a little over the top.

"There's no need to come down here. I'm fine, really, and I'd rather you didn't kill Magnus."

"Ah come on, please?" Jace pleaded, sounding almost like a child.

"No Jace."

Jace huffed on the other line. "Alright, what happened?"

"I'd rather not talk about it right now."

"Nope. It's feeling talking time remember? If you won't tell me what you feel about me you might as well tell me what happened."

Alec went to say something when someone picked up the phone on the other line. "Jace seriously? Are you still on the phone? I need to call Alec."

"Hi Izzy."

"Alec! Hey. I was just about to call you to see how you were doing." Isabelle sounded happy, her voice void of the annoyance it first showed when she picked up the phone.

"He's watching Titanic," said Jace.

"Oh no. Alec, what happened?"

"Magnus broke up with him."

"That asshole! Give me a few hours Alec, I'll be there."

"Don't Izzy. He said we can't kill him."

"Jace seriously. Let me speak," Alec said in frustration.

"Well I'm sorry if I got the answer in before you. Maybe you shouldn't answer so slow."

Alec rolled his eyes. "Izzy please, just relax. I'll be fine. They'll be no hurting Magnus."

"Who said I was going to hurt him?" Isabelle asked innocently.

"Izzy," Alec warned.

"Fine." Alec heard her slump down in a chair, defeated. It made Alec feel good knowing his siblings were there to protect him, but at the same time it drove him crazy. They were so quick to overreact and that was why Alec hadn't really planned on saying anything to either of them for a little bit. "Alright then, at least tell us what happened if you won't let us hurt him."

Alec sighed. He didn't want to. He really didn't want to talk about it. But then, maybe telling them was the better choice. Magnus' problem was that he didn't tell anyone anything and Alec was doing just that by bottling all this up inside and not saying anything. Telling Jace and Isabelle was his chance to get it out and stop suffering the pain so internally for at least a little bit. So he should tell them what happened, trust someone as he wanted Magnus to trust him. And so that was what he did. He told them everything. Well, not everything. Not what it was that was making Magnus afraid, but what it was that had made Magnus leave; that he had some things to figure out and needed time and space to work through his demons.

"Well Alec, it doesn't sound like you put up much of a fight," said Isabelle.

"I'm sorry?"

"Well, it was kind of like at the beginning you stood your ground for what you wanted but at the end you just let him slip away. You didn't even try and get him back."

"Izzy, I tried."

"Not hard enough, or he'd still be there."

"I'm surprised he was even there in the first place. I couldn't even imagine dating Alec, that would just be torture."

"Jace, don't be a dick." Isabelle hit Jace and Alec could hear him gasp on the other line. During the conversation Isabelle had moved to Jace's room and they were now on speaker phone talking to Alec.

"You did not just hit me!"

"I did. Now suck it up. This is about Alec, not you."

Jace huffed. "Fine. I hate to admit it, but Isabelle does have a point here. It sort of seems like you just let him walk out. He said his piece but you didn't even get your chance."

"He's right Alec. I've never known you to go down without a fight, so why are you giving in now? You deserve a chance to tell Magnus how you feel and make him listen. Say what you didn't say before and get back your man Alec. Seriously, Magnus is too damn perfect for you to just let him go like that. Fight for him Alec. If you lose him, at least you know you tried." Isabelle's words were full of sincerity and Alec took every single one of them to his tender heart. She was right. Alec had stood his ground at the beginning, speaking up about how Magnus was making him feel, but when Magnus had decided to leave, Alec hadn't fought, instead just watched Magnus walk out the door. He had his reasons for not fighting, for letting Magnus walk out the door, and that was because he thought that by not going after him he was doing what was best for Magnus. Magnus did need that time to figure things out and so Alec had let him go, knowing full well that not going after him could mean he'd never get him back. It was what Magnus wanted, what Magnus felt he needed, and at that point, Alec knew he couldn't convince Magnus otherwise.

"And if it doesn't work out, there's other gay fish in the sea. You'll find one, albeit, probably not as sparkly."

Isabelle hit Jace again.

"Ow. Jesus woman, stop that. I didn't mean that in a bad way, I was serious. There's other people besides Magnus out there. Maybe he's not the one."

"Maybe Alec thought he was the one. And now he's sitting there with a broken heart and you're encouraging him to just let Magnus go. You're supposed to tell him to go after Magnus."

"Oh please, you just want him with Magnus again because you're completely in love with him too."

"Magnus and I have a connection okay," Isabelle defended. It was true, they did. Whenever Magnus hadn't been with Alec over Christmas break, he was with Isabelle. It made Alec happy to know Magnus and his sister had gotten on so well. And Max had grown to like him too, sharing a special little bond over superheroes. Alec had had no idea Magnus was full of so much knowledge of superheroes, but then again, Magnus always seemed to surprise him. His parents had grown to like Magnus too, his father especially who spent hours discussing old movies and music with Magnus. As for Jace, well he didn't hate Magnus per say, but he didn't exactly like him either. It made Alec so happy knowing his family got along with Magnus. It always made it easier when you brought someone home and your family liked them, and it made it especially easier for Alec when the one he was bringing home was a guy.

"Guys! I'm still here."

They both stopped their separate conversation, focusing back on Alec. "Sorry Alec, you'll have to forgive Jace. He can be an inconsiderate ass sometimes."

"Hey now, this is about Alec remember? Let's refrain from calling me things that are completely untrue."

Alec knew Isabelle was rolling her eyes at Jace's comments. "Anyway, it's your choice Alec. You just have to do what your heart thinks is right. If that's letting Magnus go, that's letting Magnus go. But if your heart says to run after him, then don't deny it that. Go after him and see what happens. You can't hate yourself for trying."

Alec smiled softly at Isabelle's words. "Thanks Izzy."

"That's what I'm here for Alec. Someone's got to keep you two boys on track."

"Hey, I'm on track."

"Yeah, the wrong one. Now Alec, I do think Magnus is the best thing that has ever happened to you. And personally, I really like him. And if it's meant to be, it's meant to be. Just trust your heart, it'll know what to do. Now I'm going to go so that you can have the time to figure things out. I'll talk to you later, okay Alec? Call me, do you understand? No matter what."

"Got it Izzy. I'll call you."

"Promise?"

"I promise."

"Good. Bye Alec." Alec heard Isabelle stand up, hitting Jace again as she walked away.

"You hit me again. I didn't even do anything this time!" Jace paused. "She just flipped me off. God that woman drives me insane. Seriously, if someone strangles her in the middle of the night, it wasn't me. I swear."

Alec laughed. "Okay Jace."

There was a small comfortable silence that fell between them, giving Alec some time to settle his thoughts and take in what Isabelle had said to him. She was right. What did he really have to lose? Why was he sitting here, moping about losing Magnus when he had a chance of getting him back? Alec was so quick to resign to the pain and the broken pieces inside of him that he'd been blind to everything else. He'd been blind to the possibility of going after Magnus and pushing through to him. He was just like Magnus, so blinded by the pain that he couldn't see the truth.

"Alec," Jace paused sounding like he was thinking intently before speaking again. "Did you used to like me?"

Alec choked, sputtering the words he had planned on saying. His heart froze in his chest, the already wounded vessel undergoing more pain; that of remembering his feelings for Jace and the fact that Jace had just asked him that. Alec had fallen into this belief that Jace would never find out and that Alec's secret was safe with him, Isabelle, and Magnus. Jace wasn't supposed to know, he was never supposed to know. It would ruin everything, end all that they had built between them. It would burn the bridge between them, and nothing would ever be the same.

"What? No, of course not. Seriously Jace, if that's your attempt at an ego boost, it was terrible. Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I like every guy I see. You're my brother for Christ's sake." Alec tried to put as much behind those words as he could, hoping that he could just convince Jace and get him to leave it be.

"Yeah and that would just be awkward." He laughed softly. "But I was just wondering."

"No Jace. I didn't ever like you." Alec prayed that this was enough to convince Jace otherwise.

"Oh, okay. But you know if you did, it wouldn't really bother me. I mean, look at me, who doesn't like this? It would only make sense that you'd want a piece of it." Jace joked, pausing. "Alright, I'll let you go Alec. Just do what Izzy said. And good luck."

"Thanks Jace."

"Bye." Jace hung up, followed shortly by Alec, whose arm fell loosely by his side as he sat in bewilderment at what had just transpired. Wow. That was all there was to it. Underneath the awkwardness of that last part of the conversation, Alec knew there was a lot more to it. Jace hadn't asked that question on a whim, he had known. Alec didn't know for how long, but Jace had known, and for some reason he had found the need to bring it up now. Maybe it was because they were talking about feelings and that was Jace's way of doing that. Alec understood that in Jace's roundabout way, he had told Alec he knew and he was okay with it. He was telling Alec that he had nothing to worry about and everything was okay with them. In a way, Alec always saw it going down that way; so simple, so short. He never envisioned it as some big conversation but instead just like this, where in one sentence, Jace expressed how he felt and made Alec feel okay with it. Alec felt a weight lift from his shoulders, the weight of knowing that Jace finally knew and it changed nothing.

So on top of the fact he'd just gotten an earful of relationship advice from his younger siblings, he'd also gotten closure with a part of his past with Jace, and he felt like he could now move on from it, and that felt amazing.

Now Alec didn't know what he was going to do about Magnus. Isabelle had said to listen to his heart, but there was only one problem; if it was speaking, it wasn't speaking very loudly. Alec wasn't getting anything from it, it was such a tangled mess of pieces. His head was telling him things, but his heart, his heart was as silent as ever, numb from the pain of losing Magnus.

Alec looked down at his phone, his mind reeling. He could always call him, see if he answered. But then what was he going to say? 'Magnus, I love you, please come back to me'? No, it wasn't that easy. And Alec would be lucky if he even picked up. Then he could always leave a message, but what would he say then? It was all so confusing. Alec knew what he wanted, but he had no idea how to get it. He had no idea what words he'd have to choose to get through to Magnus. He had no idea which words would bring Magnus back to him. Isabelle would tell him to speak from his heart, but his heart wasn't saying a word, just simply sitting there, pumping slowly. But Alec knew he had to listen more closely. He knew he had to find the words in his heart or he'd never get Magnus back.

Alec stared at his phone for a few more minutes. He had an idea and he just prayed it worked. He opened up a new text message, his fingers shaking as he typed. Please Magnus, please get this. Please come back to me.

He hit send.

Meet me at your tree.

Time seemed to stand still. Despite the fact that Alec was running, everything felt like it was frozen in place. People appeared stranded in space, the ground beneath Alec's feet the thing that was moving, and not him. He didn't register anything; not the fall of his feet on the beaten concrete, or the wind against his skin, or even his own heart beating in his chest. He only saw Magnus, his thoughts focused solely on that place where they had first met. He hoped Magnus would go. This was his chance. This was his chance to finally make a move in his life instead of letting life make his moves for him. This was his chance to tell Magnus how he felt and make him listen, and possibly bring him back to him.

The world flew by unnoticed as his feet traveled the twists and turns of the path to the courtyard. Alec stopped, the courtyard opening up before him. People milled about, suddenly coming into focus in Alec's distracted brain. He didn't register their faces, his mind only searching for one face, one glitter lacking and sad face. Alec's eyes landed on Magnus sitting at his tree, his body hunched over his sketchbook, a pencil held lightly in his hand. Alec's heart hitched in his chest. He'd come. Alec had honestly expected to find no one there, or maybe some stranger. But there he was. He had come, just as Alec had hoped he would.

Alec smiled softly, loving the sight of Magnus doing what he loved. Alec was glad to know Magnus hadn't let himself let that go. He knew that art was Magnus' constant, the one thing that Magnus knew would never leave or fail him. And it was Magnus' reminder of the happy times in his life. It was his lifeline, his thing that kept him pushing through the darkness.

Alec started towards him slowly, his eyes focused on Magnus' face. He could see the lines that traced his perfect skin, the circles underneath his unlined eyes, and the dip in the smile that had always been there before. This wasn't Magnus. He wasn't colourful or glittering; he was dark, or plain as Magnus would say. Alec hated seeing that Magnus had let himself fall to this condition. This wasn't like Magnus; he would never go out in public without make-up and his hair done. Never.

Alec neared the tree, his heart racing out of his chest. He knew what he wanted to say to Magnus, but it was a jumbled mess, the words incoherent to even his own thoughts. He knew he wanted to tell Magnus that he loved him and he wanted to be with him forever and that Magnus would never hurt him. He wanted to let Magnus know that he wasn't his father, that he didn't need to be afraid, that this was different than Magnus thought it was. He wanted to make Magnus come back to him. He wanted the life they had back. He wanted Magnus back.

He stopped a few feet from the tree, trying to steady his breathing. He pulled out his phone, sending another message to Magnus.

Don't run.

So there you have it. What do you think Magnus is going to do? Next chapter my darlings. Anyway, please review and let me know what you think and thanks again for reading. I lover every single one of you. So I'm off to go work on the next chapter now and hopefully the next update should be soon. Bye for now my lovely readers. Until next time.
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