NEW CHAPTER! MORE INTENSE! (Also to answer someone's question in the last chapter, Magnus's past does sound familiar because it is the same as in the book. I didn't want to stray from the main storyline. So i own nothing, it was not my idea!) Anyway, I hope you all enjoy it!

WARNING: *INTENSE CONTENT*

Chapter 12

Breaking Point

"I-I'm sorry, I got lost." He said placing the photo back onto the desk.
"So instead of asking for directions, you decide to poke around?" Alec swallowed unsure of what to say.
"I guess I'll go," he said and started to walk pass the man but he closed the door on him.
"Hang on, don't be rude. Introduce yourself." Alec took as step back in surprise.
"A-Alec Lightwood." The man's eyes widened.
"As in the Alexander Lightwood?" Now he was in trouble, Alec knew it.
"How do you know me?"
"I've heard rumors that my son was dating someone by that title. I just didn't picture him to be so... Handsome." He smiled. For a moment, Alec was taken aback. Did he just complement him? Even better, was he hitting on him?
"T-thank you sir?" The other man just rolled his eyes.
"It's a complement, take it." Alec stared into the man's gold eyes and suddenly he felt cold all over and a shiver went down his spine. Magnus was right to fear him. "I've heard that Magnus hasn't had a steady relationship until he met you. They tell me he's..." The older man looked up, trying to find the right word. "Happier" he finally said. "Let's see what he's so happy about, shall we?" He walked around Alec slowly studying him from head to toe.

"This suit isn't yours is it?" His hand reached out and tugged at the shoulder. "A bit tight there." Alec pulled away feeling self conscious. "And your shoes are also brand new which means you don't attend formal parties often." It was like being out on trial and he was being accused of a crime before he could get a statement out. "Your hands are callused which means you do a lot of hands on work." Alec curled his fingers inward and clenched them into a fist. "Why, your nothing but a commoner playing pretend." His words were like a knife to his chest and he struggled to find the breath he had just lost. "Looks can be deceiving." He continued. "Are you dating my son for his money?" Alec nearly choked.
"Of course not!" He blurted out. He man looked up in surprise at his outburst but then smiled. Alec ran a quick hand through is hair. "I should really leave." He said trying to walk past the older man but he blocked his way again.
"You're not going anywhere until you tell me why you're around my son."
"What do you mean?" Magnus's father scoffed.
"Don't play dumb with me! Magnus is a man of taste, he has pride! There is no way in hell he would associate with the likes of you." Alec willed his hands to stay at his side.

"Maybe it's because he loves me and I love him." Alec countered through his teeth.
"Love?" His eyebrows shot up. "Magnus is not one to love anyone." He laughed.
"And I wonder who taught him that?" The words slipped out before he could stop them. He waited for the man to hit him or toss him across the room but instead he lips spread into a devious smile.
"That's true, I taught him a lot of things," he said. His hands curling around Alec's blue tie and with great force, he was yanked forward his face inches away from the other man. "Does Magnus sweep you off your feet? Does he find your weak points and use them against you?" Alec set his jaw and forced himself to look at the man who so much resembled Magnus. He would not lose; he would not let the man win. "Does he bark commands? Make you do or say what he wants? If he does, it's because I taught him that. I taught him to be controlling, to know how to get what he wants." Alec jerked his chin and looked away breathing hard out of fear and frustration. The little boy didn't want to believe any of what he was saying. He knew deep down Magnus was different.
"Is this how you taught him? By abusing him and punishing him?" Alec hissed.
"It worked didn't it? He has you in his grasp." Alec sucked in a breath and before he knew it, he raised his hand to either push him away or punch him. Either way, he didn't get far for Magnus's father was faster and caught his wrist in an iron grip. Alec winced and tried to pull his hand back but the man wouldn't let go. "But I'll give you a word of advice, it's just a phase. He'll get over you quickly and find someone much better than you." His words were like a dull ax that was cutting his world slowly and painfully. He could feel the tears pry their way out but he tried his best to hold them back.
"At least I know how to love him, unlike you." He spat trying to sound fierce but his voice trembled. He was dead already, what else could the man do? He thought wrong. Suddenly, Alec was being pushed back and the man pinned him down onto the desk. He let out a cry of pain and tried to push him off but the other man just grabbed both his wrist in one hand and pinned them over his head.
"You're so weak! No wonder he fell for you, you're easy prey."
"I'm not weak!" Alec called but he could feel the tears escape his eyes. The man shoved his hand between Alec's legs and he almost cried out but caught himself and bit his lip instead.
"If you want to cry out you can." He hissed. Alec knew he couldn't. There were people outside and who knows what they might think.

"Let me go!" But he only pressed harder and Alec threw his head back in pain but struggled to stifle his cry. "This is normal for you isn't it? I should hardly think age matters to men like you since all you're interested in is sex." The man gratefully removed his hand but instead, cupped Alec's chin and he pressed his lips on Alec's. The boy froze underneath too shocked to move. Magnus' father was a molester, a pedophile, and a pervert. If he didn't act soon, he would be in trouble. Alec opened his mouth and bit down hard on the man's lower lip. He gave a cry of pain and sat up releasing him. Alec took that moment to throw a punch, his fist contacting his jaw. He caught the man by his shirt, wrinkling the material and pulled his hand back, ready to strike when suddenly the door burst open and several things happened at once. Magnus came prying Alec off his father and Woolsey pulled Magnus' father to the other side of the room.

"What the hell is going on?" Magnus demanded.

"I'll tell you what, that boy of yours is out of line." He said yanking himself out of Woolsey's grasp and wiped a hand across his mouth and drew blood.

"Alec, are you alright?" Magnus asked. Alec was trembling vigorously, breathing hard and his face was ghostly white except for his burning red cheeks. When Alec looked at Magnus his blue eyes were ice cold and distant and then Magnus knew what had happened for he too had once experienced the wrath of his father.

"What did you do to him?" For a moment, a look of shock crossed his father's face, but then he knew it was pointless and smirked.
"I was just teaching him a lesson." His father said coolly.
"He is not your son! I am. I don't care what you do to me but don't you dare touch him!" Magnus demanded.
"Since when did you start caring about your partners?" His father spat.
Magnus looked away, unable to look at his father.

"Alexander is different." He whispered. Alec looked up to see if he was lying but Magnus's eyes burned with sincerity and that just broke Alec more. He thought, maybe, if Magnus didn't care he could leave; he could run away and the pain wouldn't hurt so much. He could just pretend that Magnus was just like his previous lovers and he could forgive and forget.
"How is he so different from everyone else? What does he have to offer you?" It was like being with Camille all over again, the words being burned into his head until it was marked there forever.
"We are going" he said through his teeth and gently pulling Alec with him. As they were walking out, his father hand came and ever so gently, touched Magnus' chin and he flinched. Alec noticed how hard he was trying to keep a straight face.
"Does he give you a hundred percent of himself?" He asked leaving a heavy feeling in the room. Magnus jerked his head out of his grasp and pulled Alec with him.

Magnus couldn't have gotten out of the manor any faster as he drove over the speed limit. He glanced over at Alec who was pale and stiff like a statue and clutching his stomach hard.
"A-Alec..." Magnus started softly afraid that if he spoke loudly, the boy would shatter. "I am so sorry. I-" But Alec didn't listen and he never said a word, he fought back his tears, his urge to throw up; he kept everything closed. On the way, it started to rain and eventually became a down pour by the time they reached Magnus' house. As soon as Magnus opened the front door, Alec stalked in and ran to the nearest bathroom knowing Magnus would be on his heel. He slammed the door shut right before Magnus could lodge a hand or a foot between the door and he was left banging his fist against the door pleading for Alec to let him in.
"Alec, tell me what he did. Please," Alec leaned against the door his heart racing with fear, rage, embarrassment and humiliation. He felt like the air was being choked out of him and he threw off his jacket and tie, and undid the first few buttons of his shirt. He could breathe a little but it felt like there wasn't enough oxygen getting into his aching lungs. Finally the tears made its way down his cheek and he allowed them to fall. He ran his hands through his hair and he wanted to pull every hair out of his head. He could still feel the awful, disgusting kiss on his lips and he wanted to cut them off. On the other side, he could hear Magnus, his breathing ragged and hard as if he was trying to hold back his back his tears. Everything that Magnus had ever done; his sweet cunning smile, his desperation to make Alec his, was taught by his father and suddenly he felt... Dirty. He felt disgusting, cheap, and those thoughts rolled through his mind like a carousel going faster and faster until he ran to the toilet and vomited everything out of his stomach.
"Alec! What's wrong! Let me in! Alec!" Magnus shouted through the solid door. About thirty minutes passed and Alec sank onto the floor exhausted, worn and empty. His throat was dry and it hurt. He wanted to lash out; to scream, he wanted to slam his fist against the wall and somehow prove that he wasn't weak. Alec pulled himself over to the sink and ran the water and rinsed out his mouth.
"Please tell me you're alright," Magnus whispered. Alec looked longingly towards the door and quietly made his way to the door and rested his hand against the knob and hesitated. For a moment, everything was silent, nothing moved, everything held its breath and then Alec opened the door. To Alec's surprise, there were tears running down Magnus' face. He had never seen him cry before, but then again, did he let anyone see?
"Alec- I-" he started reaching for the boy but he cringed away.
"Don't... Don't touch me." Alec choked. He turned away and stalked out the bathroom and into the common room where it was dark, cold and he could hear the faint sound of rain pattering against the window.
"Please, let me explain," Magnus pleaded.
"There's nothing to explain! I can't be around you, its clear now! I should have seen the signs but I didn't want to!" He screamed whirling around to face Magnus.

"What signs?"

"First warning - my parents, second warning - Camille, and last but not least - Your father!" He took a ragged breath as the tears began falling again and he wiped them with the back of his hand in frustration.
"Alec stop! It's not like that, we can still-" Magnus started reaching for him again but Alec swatted his hand away.
"How much of you was actually into me?"

"How could you say that?" Magnus whispered his voice barely audible.

"Was it you? Or your father?"

"I love you Alec! Me! I am not my father. I admit, with my past lovers, I hadn't care for them. That part is true but that was because I was scared to! After what my father did to me, I didn't know how to love!" Magnus stalked over and took Alec's hand in his. "But after I met you, that all changed." Alec shook his head in disbelief and tried to pull away but Magnus held on. "Listen to me, Alexander listen!" He shouted trying to look at Alec. "You changed me, you helped me see that there is hope and joy in the world; you showed me that there are people who care. And most of all, you taught me how to love!" Magnus placed both hands on either side of Alec's face and looked deeply into the boy. "How do I prove it to you? How can I show you I love you?"

"Let me go" he said frigidly.

"Alec, please…" Magnus begged.

"Let me go now! If you say you're not your father; then let me go." Magnus drew in a sharp breath.

"That's not fair Alexander! You have no right to say that to me!" Alec knew he was right, he was being unjust but he couldn't stay with Magnus. Being with him was all too confusing and he was getting caught in the eye of the storm. If he didn't leave now, he'd be left broken to pieces and nothing could put him together.

"I don't want this anymore!" Alec whispered and pulled away, starting towards the front door.
"No Alec, please don't go. Not now, not like this." Magnus pleaded coming behind Alec and wrapping his arm around him, holding onto Alec for as long as he could.
"Magnus," he choked but Magnus only squeezed harder and Alec gasped but not at the tightness but at his warm hands around him, his body, his smell and the pressure of Magnus against his back. He could feel hot tears soak his shoulder from where Magnus had his head rested and he was shaking just as much as Alec was.
"I don't care what other people say; I care about you!" He whispered eagerly into his ear.
"Why me... Of all the people, why me?" Alec begged sinking to the floor.
"I don't know why," Magnus said shaking his head. "I don't know why, but it has to be you!" There were no more words to be said and Alec sobbed, his hands covering his face, and Magnus still holding onto him, rocked them both back and forth gently to the rhythm of the rain.

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