A/n: Hey everyone! So, I hope you guys aren't too mad about me not updating sooner! Its just that it was really nice for the last few days here, and I wanted to spend as much time as I could outside.. soo! sorry about that! So I hope you liked the first two chapters.. and thanks to everyone who reviewed with such kind words, and thanks for those who faved and alerted! It makes my day!
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Third Person POV:
Alec didn't really go home, after he told Magnus that he had to. He felt like he couldn't face Hodge right yet. So he walked around the streets, just wandering around. He knew he was stalling. He didn't want to go home. So he sat down on a bench outside a small cafe. He laid his head in his hands again.
He thought about what happened that day. Hodge finding out about his cuts, running out of the house. Meeting Magnus. Alec felt his breath hitch lightly in his throat. He groaned, and ran his hands through his inky hair. Why did he feel this way about someone he only just met? It was crazy.
You cant feel like that though, your too broken, He thought miserably to himself.
He sighed loudly. Maybe it wasn't like that he was feeling. Maybe, he was just feeling this way because he met someone new, and that someone understood what he was going through. Like they had a slight connection. He could understand what Magnus was going through. But, he didn't see why Magnus did that to himself though. He was deathly skinny, and tall. And as much as Alec hated to admit it, Magnus was really attractive. And it scared him a little.
But then again he was scared of a lot of things.
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Magnus made sure to walk slowly. He didn't want to get home quickly. He had to figure out what to say to his parents, if they asked questions. He didn't know what to say. To be honest, he didn't know what to say at all. He also didn't know what to do with his life.
He kept walking until he came to his house. He looked up at the towering house, and sighed loudly. He opened the wrought iron gate door, and walked up the stone path that led to the door of his house.
He paused for a moment when he got to the door. He hesitated. Should he go inside now? Or should he sit out here for a little bit before going inside? He sighed again. He would probably get in more trouble if he waited any longer, before going inside.
So he opened the door and stepped inside quietly. He closed the door carefully, not to make any noise at all. He sighed in relief, and leaned against the door. He closed his eyes and controlled his labored breathing.
After a few minutes of standing there, he opened his eyes and made his way up to his second floor bedroom. He crept into his room quietly, and closed the door. If he was lucky, his parents didn't hear him. He sighed, and flopped down onto his pink and orange bed. He covered his eyes with the crook of his arm.
He laid in the dark for a while before he heard the footsteps near his bedroom door. He sat up and listened intently.
"Karen, what is going on with our son?" He heard his dad say.
"There's nothing going on!" His mother said loudly.
He could the frustration in his parents voices. He felt a little bad about that. He knew that he was the cause of their argument. And that made him a little upset. Maybe he should just tell his dad whats going on himself. And hopefully he isn't too disappointed in him.
He got up from his bed and walked over to the wooden door. He pressed his ear against the door and listened to what his parents were saying.
"I know our son. There's something going on" His father insisted.
"Why wont you believe me?" His mom pleaded.
"Because, I know that something is going on. Like, why hasn't he had a girlfriend yet? He doesn't talk about girls at all.. is there something that I'm missing here?" His dad said.
Magnus cringed. He hoped his mother wouldn't tell. He wanted to be the one who told his father about this. Not his mother. He leaned closer. He heard his mother sigh heavily. He also heard shuffling of feet.
He heard his mother sigh. "Honey, please be open minded about this.."
Oh no. She wasn't going to do, what she was going to do. Was she?
"About what?" His father asked warily.
"Magnus.. Magnus isn't like other boys his age" His mother started.
"Just spit it out already" He heard his father say impatiently.
"Magnus is gay"
She did.
He felt his blood boil a little bit. How could she betray him like this? Tell his father his innermost secret that he had been hiding for the last few years. She just outright told him. He told her that he wanted to be the one to tell his father. But it was too late now. She had told him. And he was probably going to be yelled at or even kicked out because of his father's close mindedness.
"What?" He heard his father breathe.
"Magnus likes boys hon" His mother said quietly.
His father started to laugh. It was a loud, hearty laugh that tore through Magnus. His father was laughing at him? He felt sick to his stomach. But that wasn't knew. He stopped laughing after a few minutes.
"Tell me that this is some sort of joke" His dad said.
"I wish I could" His mother whispered so quietly that he had a hard time understanding what she said.
"You're serious?" His father asked, his voice disbelieving.
"Yes"
His father heaved a great sigh. "I-I cant believe this.. I need to get away."
His mother sighed again. Magnus assumed that she let him go. He didn't blame her. If he was a father and discovered his son was gay he would be surprised. But he wasn't a father, he would never be a father. It didn't really bother him.
He opened his bedroom door and saw his mother still standing in the hallway with her head buried in her hands. Her shoulders were shaking. He assumed that she was crying, but holding it in.
"Mom?" He asked hesitantly.
His other snapped her head up and her eyes were filled with unshed tears, making her eyes look glassy and unreal. He stepped closer to her. He put an arm around her shoulders shyly. He was still trying to deal with the fact that she knew about his disorder.
"Yeah?" She said in a shuddering voice.
"Are you okay?" He asked.
"I don't know actually," She admitted. "I thought he would be more accepting of you."
Magnus shrugged. "Not everyone is accepting."
"But he's your father Magnus!" She insisted.
"Really mom, I'm not offended. I've dealt with people not accepting me for a while" He said, trying to calm his mother down.
She sighed. "Its just not right for him to not accept you."
He kissed her temple. "Its alright."
He dropped the arm that was around her shoulders to his side. He looked at his mother. She looked exhausted. She wasn't that old, about thirty seven but right now she looked older than that. He sighed.
"Mommy?" He surprised himself by saying that. He didn't say that very much. "Do you think hes going to come home?"
She smiled sadly. "I can only hope."
"Yeah," He agreed. "We can hope."
Magnus left his mother with a kiss on the forehead and a quick hug before disappearing into his room for the rest of the night. When he walked back into his room he closed the door and leaned against it. He sighed heavily and closed his eyes tightly.
The image of Alec's clear blue eyes popped up. Magnus snapped his eyes open. He couldn't possibly be thinking about Alec already. He groaned and went to his bathroom to get rid of the makeup for the night.
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It was two in the morning when Alec was confronted. A man that ran a twenty four hour diner came out from his restaurant and sat down on the bench next to Alec. He looked up and saw the kind faced man.
"You do know what time it is, right son?" The man asked.
"Yeah. Its two in the morning" Alec replied, exhaustion was clear in his voice.
"Shouldn't you be home?" The man pondered.
Alec shrugged. "I dunno. I don't think I'm going to be missed for a few hours."
The man ran a hand through his graying hair. "I'm not going to tell you what to do. But, I am going to tell you that you should really be home."
Alec sighed in annoyance. "Look, as I said before. I'm not going to be missed if I'm gone for a few hours."
"Everyone is missed at some point" The man said softly and then got up form the bench and went back into the tiny diner.
Alec sat there. The words that the man had said plagued his mind for a few minutes. Everyone is missed. Would Hodge actually miss him? He didn't think so. But he was cold and weird looking people were giving him shady looks. So with a shiver he got up from the bench and started to walk home.
Magnus woke up with light filtering in through the baby blue lace curtains that hung in front of the window. He cracked one eye open and was assaulted by the bright light. He groaned and closed his eye again.
He laid there in bed. The events of the night before came pouring into his thoughts. He took in a shuddering breath. He wondered if his dad came back. If he did, he wouldn't talk to him today. His dad probably needed space for a few days.
He reopened his eyes and threw his blankets off his body. He sat up in his large bed and stretched. He got up from the bed and looked at himself in his mirror and grimaced.
He looked terrible. His hair was everywhere, his eyes were bloodshot, and he had bags under his eyes from a night of restless sleep. He adverted his eyes to his cellphone and saw that he had a new message. He picked the phone up and went to the message. And was pleasantly surprised when he saw it was from Alec.
He read it and smiled slightly. That boy was adorable. And he made him feel.. somewhat happier. Alec had sent him just a simple sentence of encouragement. And that alone made him feel a little better. It didn't help a lot, but it helped a little. And that was just enough for now.
He laid his phone down and walked out of his room, colorful pajamas and all. His dad always saw him in a pair of black pajamas. But that was because he always changed pajamas before leaving his room.
He walked down the spiraling stair case and went to the kitchen. He found both of his parents at the kitchen table. He raised an eyebrow at them. His mother flushed red and his dad looked indifferent.
"Good morning" He said warily.
"Morning sweetie" His mother greeted him.
"Morning" His father replied gruffly.
He sat down at the table, next to his mother but across from his father. Breakfast that morning was a stoic and quiet affair. After he finished eating he looked at his mother with pleading eyes.
"Can I be excused? I need to get ready for school."
"You may go" His mother said.
He got up from the table and quickly went to his room and got ready for another day of hell. Or well school.
To bad Alec didn't go to his school.
A/n: Okay not much happened in this chapter. But I swear a lot is going to come up in later chapters. I should probably warn you now, later chapters are going to be pretty sad and angsty. So, be ware of that!
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