A/n: Hey everyone! Well, it seems that the majority of you guys actually like this! Well thanks you guys, it means a lot to me! I was surprised that a lot of you guys actually liked this.. I thought it was going to get so many hate comments and stuff like that, it isn't even funny. So, for your kind reviews, I am giving you another chapter!

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Third Person POV:

Magnus squeezed his eyes tight for a moment and took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and turned around to face his mother. What would she think of him now? Would she think that he was a failure that hit rock bottom? Even if she didn't, he sure felt like it at the moment.

"M-mom, its not what it looks like. I swear!" He said as calmly as he could.

"How am I suppose to believe that?" She asked. "I saw what you did Magnus."

He flinched at her tone. It wasn't a really nice one, and it made him feel even more horrible about himself. Why couldn't he just be a normal teenage boy? He cant. He would never be normal. He would never live a normal life at all.

He bowed his head and looked at the patterns on the tiled floors. He felt the tears build up in his eyes. He felt pathetic again. He felt pathetic that he couldn't make eye contact with his mother. His most closest confidant. He sighed in frustration.

"I swear it isn't what it looks like" He said again, his tone reaching a pleading sound.

He kept staring at the floor, but he knew that his mother was walking over to him. He felt her sit down next to him. She put an arm over his shoulders. She rested her head on top of his. He resisted the urge to flinch away from her touch.

"Was this the first time you did this?" Her voice so calm, that it sounded vicious.

He hesitated for a few minutes before answering. He shook his head. "No."

He heard his mothers breath hitch slightly in her throat. He felt more horrible as every second passed. His mother sighed and he felt her head shake.

"How long?" She whispered.

"I don't know" He replied honestly.

She sighed again. "Why did you do this to yourself?"

"I wanted to be perfect" His voice cracked when he said 'perfect'.

"Magnus you are perfect."

"I'm not."

"You need help darling. I'm going to make an appointment for you" She said.

Magnus' head snapped up and he glared at his mother ferociously. He would not let her do such a thing. He wasn't going to some shrink that thought that they could fix all of his problems. He wouldn't let her take him alive. He wasn't going.

"I'm not going" He said defiantly.

"Yes you are" She replied firmly.

He growled in frustration. "Well, if you make an appointment, don't expect me to come out of my room."

And with that he shook her arm off his shoulders and sauntered down the stairs and out of the house. He made sure to slam the door, harder than usual of course. But it was to let his parents know that he was angry and he wasn't going to be home that night.

Alec's eyes widened a little as Hodge inspected the cuts that adorned his once pale arms. His breathing was a little heavy and it felt like he was suffocating on nothing at all. His heart beat picked up pace a little and he tried to pull his arm away, but Hodge had a firm grip on it.

"What are these?" Hodge repeated, more sternly this time.

Alec, yanked his arm from his grasp and pulled the sleeves down. "Nothing."

"It doesn't seem like nothing, Alexander" Hodge replied.

Alec got up from the couch and started to pace around the room. He had his head in his hands and he couldn't help but feel like a little kid who was caught stealing the last cookie from the jar. But this was so much more serious than a stolen cookie. It was his body that he was hurting. And he didn't even care, nor did he want to stop.

"Its nothing okay?" Alec said a little louder.

"Alec. You don't have to lie to me. Just please tell me whats going on. Ill try to help you" Hodge said, trying to reason with the panicked teen.

"There is nothing to tell. And if I was going to tell you, you wouldn't be able to help me. I'm broken beyond recognition" Alec said forcefully.

"I'm going to have to tell your parents, you know that right?" Hodge said.

Alec stopped his movement and glared at Hodge. If looks could actually kill, Hodge would be stone cold dead.

"Unless you want to be fired. You will do no such thing" Alec said viciously.

He heard Hodge sigh loudly. Why couldn't he just let this go? It was his body and his life. If he wanted to cut himself, then fine. He didn't want anyone's sympathy or pity. He just wanted to be left alone. Was that too much to ask for?

"Alexander-"

"No," Alec snarled. "Just leave me alone."

Alec walked out of the living room and walked down the hall, he heard Hodge walk behind him but he didn't give any attention the older male. He just kept his head down and stared at his blue and white shoes. He reached the door and turned to face Hodge.

"I might come home tonight. I don't know yet."

And with that he strode out of the house and out into the night. He didn't know where he was going to because this was the first time he was ever in this state. And he didn't have any family that he could go to. His closest confidant was his sister and she was back in LA. He felt his heart throb with pain. If only he had something sharp..

He sighed, and drew his hands through his hair forcefully. He didn't want to go back. He didn't plan on going back tonight, but he had to go home sometime.

Magnus kept walking. He didn't have any designated spot to go to, but he was away from his house and his mother who found out about this problem. And that's all he really needed right now. A getaway. He sighed as tears ran down his face.

Why did he he feel so much self hatred? No one was suppose to feel this bad about themselves. Of course all people had insecurities. But this was just too much for him to handle. He felt like he was going to collapse at any moment.

But he continued to walk on. He walked until he came to the gate for Central Park. It was pretty dark from what Magnus could tell, but he felt like sitting in the dark at that moment. Just so he could think things over. Whether or not he wanted to go home. If he wanted to get help, which he didn't. He didn't need anyone's help. He would be able to deal with this on his own. He had to.

He walked until he came to an old wooden bench. He sighed as he sat down. He didn't realize how far a walk it was from his house. And his legs had a weird burning feeling.

But what was really weird, was that he wasn't alone.

Alec had walked until he came to a place called 'Central Park'. He wandered around in the semi darkness for a bit before coming to an old looking bench and sitting down. He sat in the darkness. Practically drowning in the self pity and hatred. How could one person feel this much?

He didn't want to feel at all. He wanted to be numb. Something to take the pain away. But he knew that everything he would do, that night would always plague is mind. Suffocate him with overwhelming guilt and grief. He felt a sob come up in his throat. He tried to swallow it, but it came anyway.

He laid his head in his hands. His raven black hair falling over his fingers. He sat there, thinking about his little brother. How he could have grown up to be such a strong and nice young man. But fate had to be cruel and take him away.

Everyone had said that they looked identical. Alec would always laugh and brush it off. But he didn't notice until now that whenever someone said that, Max would always look up at Alec with simple brotherly adoration. He wanted to grow up to be like his older brother.

Alec choked on another sob. He tried calming his breath. As he was trying to that, he felt another presence next to his own form. He heard an anguished sigh. He lifted his head up from his hands and turned to see who was sitting next to him.

Magnus' eyes widened as he took in the boys features. From what he could tell, the boy that was sitting next to him had clear blue eyes, raven hair, angular cheek bones and a soft and kind looking face. But the expression that was on the boys face, was clearly anguish.

"S-sorry," Magnus stuttered. "I didn't know someone was already sitting here."

The boy shook his head. "No, its okay. I would like a little company right now."

Magnus quirked an eyebrow at the strange boy. "Even from a complete stranger?"

"Why not?" The boy shrugged.

"Well," Magnus started. "If were going to be bench buddies, I would like to know your name."

The boy laughed a tiny, sad laugh. "Alexander. You can call me Alec though, everyone does."

"Nice to meet you Alec. I'm Magnus" Magnus replied, and held out his hand.

Alec shook his hand and then pulled his own away. He sighed again. He had to admit, the boy was gorgeous. Even in his current state, he was able to appreciate an attractive man. But now wasn't exactly the best of times to go an swoon over some boy who is a total stranger.

"So, what brings you out here?" Alec asked, casually.

"I had to get away from my parents. You?" Magnus replied.

"I had to get away too" Alec said honestly.

"Oh" Was all Magnus said.

They sat in a tense silence. It felt like there was something to be desired. It was a weird feeling, but Magnus couldn't sake the feeling. He turned to Alec. His head was bowed and he was fidgeting.

"Do you ever feel like your life is so out of control that there was no way it could be fixed?" Magnus asked quietly.

Magnus heard Alec's breath hitch. "All the time."

"My life is so messed up, that I don't think I want to live it anymore" Magnus muttered.

Alec's head snapped up. "Like as in suicide, you mean?"

Magnus shrugged. "I dunno, I guess its whatever way you see it."

"What do you mean?" Alec asked with a confused expression.

"I'm already slowly killing myself."

"You mean you're a smoker?"

"Sweetie, you may be adorable.. but you're not that bright."

"Hey!"

Magnus sighed again and ran a hand through his hair. Why was he about to tell a total stranger his innermost secret? Right. He had no sense of self preservation.

"I mean, I have an eating disorder.. a bad one at that" He whispered.

"Would you believe me, if I said I had a cutting problem?" Alec asked, as he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt.

What Magnus saw, could only be classed as 'gruesome'. The cuts that adorned the cute boys arms were terrible looking and they also looked like they hurt. Some of them looked old and others looked very new, as if they were only put there a few hours ago. The ones that had already scabbed over had red outlines around the cut. He had no idea how this boy could deal with that. It looked unbearable.

"Do they.. hurt?" Magnus asked cautiously.

"When I first make the cut, it stings for a bit. And then afterward.. it feels amazing" Alec whispered.

"How can cutting yourself, feel good?" Magnus asked.

"Well, how can you make yourself sick and feel good?" Alec countered.

"True" Magnus replied thoughtfully.

They sat in silence for a few moments. The air around them was still awkward and tense.

"Did you ever think about getting help?" Alec asked quietly.

Magnus turned his head sharply. "No. Never. You?"

"Sometimes.. but then I think I don't want help, that I just want to continue.. hurting myself" Alec replied.

"We're pretty messed up aren't we?" Magnus laughed sadly.

"Yeah. We told each other, our biggest secrets. How messed is that?" Alec chuckled.

Magnus smiled a little smile. "Pretty messed."

Alec glanced down at the cellphone that was in his hand. He sighed and shook his head sadly. When he looked up at Magnus, he had another sad expression on his pretty face.

"I have to go.." He trailed off.

"Oh" Magnus said.

"Yeah.. but p-pass your phone over" Alec stuttered, shyly.

Magnus quirked an eyebrow at him, but passed his blackberry over. Alec took it, and put his own number in it. Magnus smiled genuinely for the first time in months. Alec handed it back over and passed Magnus his own phone.

"Add your number" Alec explained.

Magnus smirked and took the phone from him. He went to the new contact page and added his number into the phone. After he was done he handed the phone back to Alec.

"I should really get home now.. I think my chauffeur is getting worried" Alec smiled apologetically.

"Its alright. I think I should be getting home soon too" Magnus said.

Alec got up from the bench and turned to Magnus. "It has been nice meeting you."

"You too."

And with that Alec started walking away from him. Magnus felt oddly lonely. He sat in the dark by himself for a few moments, before his phone buzzed. Indicating that he had a new message. He took it out, and smiled when Alec's named popped up. He opened the text and read it.

Even though I just met you, don't beat yourself up about your weight. Your beautiful- Alec.

Magnus felt heat wash over his face. He smiled and stuffed his phone back in his pocket. He got up from the bench and made the inevitable journey back to his house.

A/n: Okay! So how was that? I hope I didn't do a horrible job with it! I tried my best.. I even went as far as googling self harm, so I could get the symptoms and actions right! So, I'm really hoping that I didn't do a bad job with this!

And sorry that I didn't get it posted sooner! It was a really lovely day out today and I was out with my cousin for the day! And yesterday I just didn't feel like writing at all! So sorry about that!

Myth: Only good little rich girls can get an eating disorder.

Fact: FALSE. This is a stereotype and is untrue. Eating disorders can affect anyone from any walk of life.

Oh! And I'm also looking for a beta! If you are interested in being my beta, then either say so in a review, or PM me! Thanks.

Anyway,

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