Authors note: hey everyone! Sorry for taking so long to write something for this. I did promise an update at some point and since I have no school today I guess this is a prime opportunity. I hope you enjoy this.
Alec ran his hands through his long, black hair. He tugged at the ends of it. This was always a habit he had when he was frustrated. He wished he could put words to what he was feeling right now. On one hand he wanted to go cut, and on the other he didn't, and that scared him. He knew that he had to get help if he wanted to quit this dangerous habit. But what was he without cutting? How would he be able to cope with everything going on around him?
He made a noise of frustration and flopped down onto his bed. He pulled up his sweater sleeves and looked at all the scars he had on his once pale and untouched skin. Every mark told a story of when he wasn't strong enough to get help. To tell someone that he was hurting so much inside. He hated that he did this to himself. That he wasn't the perfect son his parents envisioned him to be. He was helpless and trapped inside his own mind.
xXx
Magnus couldn't believe what he said to Alec. Who was he kidding? Of course he could believe what he said to Alec. He was frustrated and angry. Frustrated because his relationships with the most important people in his life were crumbling. Angry because of what he was doing to himself and to the people around him. He knew he was slowly killing get himself, and he knew that he was pushing everyone away.
He knows we that he had to get help. But he didn't know how and he didn't know what would happen if he did get help. Would his mom sent directly him away to get help? Would he be okay? He had so many questions. And many of those questions didn't have answers. It was frustrating.
"What am I doing to myself?" he said to no one.
He made a noise in the back of his throat. He put a brave face on and got up from his bed and paced his bedroom floor for a few minutes. He took a deep breath. He walked over to his bedroom door and with a shaky hand, he opened it.
"Mom? Could you come here?"
xXx
Alec had been thinking about this all day. He knew deep down that this had to be done. He couldn't keep living like this. He couldn't keep living with the crippling guilt and scaring the rest of his body with a dangerous habit.
He was so scared to reach out to his parents. They were barely ever around during since what happened to his youngest brother. But he finally came to the conclusion that he needed help and that the only only ones who could get him the help was his parents. Maybe they would send him off to a private residential patients unit somewhere in europe. He didn't know how he felt about that either. He wouldn't get to see magnus for a while if they did that.
Whatever the outcome, he needed help.
With a brave face, he opened his bedroom door.
"Mom? Dad? Can you come here?"
xXx
The minutes he was waiting for his mom to get up over the stairs felt like an eternity to magnus. He felt his hands shake and his heart beat sped up a little. He was so nervous to admit his biggest secret to his mom. A cold sweat broke out on the back of his neck when he heard the knock on his door.
"Come in mom," He said.
She stepped into the room. A look of concern adorned her weathered and tired face. "What's wrong Magnus?"
He looked into her eyes. He drew a shaky breath. He read online that telling someone would be one of the hardest parts of this long road.
"Mom, I have an eating disorder and I need help," He said finally.
His mother sighed. A look of sympathy washed over her face. "I know Magnus."
Magnus almost choked on his own saliva. "Wait, what?"
His mother looked at him with sympathy. "I already knew sweetheart, I kind of saw it in you but I was too blind to do anything. I'm sorry Magnus. I'm a bad mother,"
He felt sorry for his mother. He knew how he was feeling but he never knew how his mother must have been feeling. It wasn't fair to assume that it was only him that was hurting.
He reached over and patted his mothers knee. He gave her a teary-eyed smile.
xXx
Alec's parents entered his bedroom. They were very pristine people, done up in nice suits. His mothers hair was pinned back in a tight bun on the top of her head, makeup done to kill. His father was clean shaven and his suit was immaculate.
"Whats wrong Alec?" His father asked.
He took a deep breath, "Could you guys sit down for a few minutes?"
His mother and father sat down on his bed. They looked worried enough but looks could be deceiving sometimes. He didn't know how they would react to the things he needed to tell them. It was all or nothing right now. He needed to get everything off of his chest and he didn't know when the next time he would have this opportunity to sit down with his parents and just talk about what he was feeling. He knew he needed help.
"I have something to tell you," He said. "And this might help you understand,"
He rolled up his sweate sleeves, revealing his dirty little secrets. Everyone of them were baed to his parents. Some thin and fading and others were a violent red and raised on his pale flesh. His parents looked dumbfounded.
"A-Alec, why son? Why would you do this to yourself sweetheart?" His mother said in a whispery voice.
His heart felt heavy in is chest. He felt bad for what he had done. He felt sorry for the things he did to himself. He couldn't understand the pain his parents must be feeling in that moment. He felt like he worst son ever. He wished he wasn't so messed up. He wished that he didn't have these scars littering his body, marring the pale canvas.
"Mom, dad, I need help. I know I should have asked for help sooner but I was so afraid, even now I'm still scared," He spilled out.
His mothr and father shared a look and got up from where they were sitting and came over and gave him a hug. He felt tears slide down onto his exposed shoulder, he looked up and noticed that his fathers eyes looked glassy. He quickly wiped his eyes. If Alec ever brought this up, his dad would deny it.
"Alec, we're going to get you the best help that we can find," His mom whispered.
And in that moment, he felt as though the weight of the world was lifted from his shoulders.
xXx
Magnus and is mom had a very long, very teary conversation. His mom promised that she was going to do the best she could to get him help. But she tod him that it could be possible that he would have to go away to a rehab centre. He was scared. But on the other hand he was happ that he got everything off his shoulders and chest. This was such a secret for the better part of his life, he was glad that somebody knew. And that somebody cared.
He sighed. And flopped down onto his bed. He reached into his pants pocket and took out his phone and dialed Alec's phone number. He wanted to apologized and wanted to see if he could patch things up between them. Since they had kissed, he couldn't get the thought of the boys lips on his own out of his head. It was driving him mad. He had to feel that again.
Alec picked up on the fourth ring. "Hello?"
"Hey Alec," Magnus said sheepishly.
"Magnus, hi. How are you?" Alec replied.
"Alec, let's just cut to the chase. I'm sorry for trying to push you into something that you didn't want. And quite frankly, I want to kiss you again," Magnus blurted out.
There was a pause on the other end, "I want to kiss you too," Alec said quietly.
"Do you want too come over?" He asked.
"Okay, I'll be over in fifteen," And then the dial tone could be heard.
Magnus' heart sped up asked little. Alec was coming over. At his house. With his mother home. Oh goodness. But he didn't care. He wanted to spend time with the gorgeous boy before he was probably sent off somewhere.
He was daydreaming when the door opened, revealing a figure clad in black clothes. The black haired, blue eyed beauty stood in his room, looking a little uncomfortable. Magnus smiled brilliantly. He got up from his bed and walked over to Alec and gave him a hug. Surprisingly, he didn't flinch or try to back away. He wrapped his arms around magnus and hugged him back tightly.
"Come here," Magnus whispered.
Him and Alec laid down on his bed. Magnus wrapped his arms around Alec and held him tightly. The boy felt small in his arms. He smelled like the nighttime air. And something unique. He felt lucky that Alec was trusting him enough to do this. He wanted to stay this way forever.
"I told my mom, about y'know," Magnus said quietly.
"I did too," Alec said.
And suddenly, Alec was on top of him, his mouth on his and forcing his tongue Into his mouth. It took magnus a minute to realize what was going on,but he responded just as enthuiastically. He wanted this for far too long. He felt all the effects this boy had on his body. He grinded his hips into Alec's. Alec made a growly noise in the back of his throat. His hands went for the hem of magnus' shirt. Magnus sat up up a little and helped Alec peel his shirt off. Alec's hands roamed his skinny body, and for once he felt ashamed about it. But Alec kept going. Magnus pulled away, and Alec's lips went to his throat.
"Alec please stop," Magnus said a little loudly.
Alec pulled back, his lips bruised and red from kissing. "Sorry,"
"It's okay, I just don't want to do anything that we'll regret later on," Magnus replied.
Alec nodded. He laid back down with magnus and laid his head on his shoulder. Magnus wrapped an arm around him. Soon he could hear Alec's soft breathing.
And then he knew that this what it was like to be in love.
Authors note: I'm so sorry that this was really short. But I just wanted to show the turning point for them. Only you can decide when it's the right time to ask for help. Never be afraid to ask for help. I'm also here If any of you ever need to talk.
I love you all,
Chantelle.