A/N: Thank you guys so much for the response on the first chapter! I'm sorry it took two weeks for me to write the next chapter, but I really wanted to make it as good as I could. Thank you to everyone who's taking their time to read my story :)

"Hello?"

Magnus had answered his phone as soon as he saw the name Alec pop up. But as soon as he said hello, Alec hung up on him. This happened every time Alec called, and he had been calling every day the last two months.

Magnus put his phone down and went into the kitchen. He walked by the coffee machine that Alec had bought so many months ago, trying not to acknowledge it. Magnus just couldn't get himself to get rid of the machine; because that was the last thing he had left of Alec. When he had ordered Alec to take all of his belongings with him from the apartment, Magnus had secretly hoped that he would forget a few of his things. He had even considered hiding some of Alec's things, just to have those small memories. But Alec had taken everything.

Magnus walked over to his fridge to find himself something to eat. But once he opened the door he remembered that he hadn't shopped for groceries since Alec and him had broken up. Grocery shopping wasn't something he'd done before he met Alec, and come to think about it, Magnus wasn't even sure if he had used to own a fridge before they met. He usually just zapped food from one of the nearby restaurants.

He closed the door to the fridge and walked back to the living room. Magnus sat down on his couch, right next to Chairman Meow, and looked around the room and was suddenly shocked. He hadn't changed any of the furniture in two months. The couch he was sitting on at the moment was the exact same couch that he and Alec had fallen asleep on a few days before they broke up. His shelves were the same ones that Alec had kept some of his books on, but now they just looked empty and sad.

Magnus stood up from the couch and almost stepped on the Chairman, who had removed himself from the couch and was now lying right in front of Magnus feet. The Chairman hadn't been acting like himself since Alec left and Magnus had realized a long time ago that both of them missed Alec like crazy.

Magnus walked over to his "office" area and sat down. He couldn't keep acting this way. He was the High Warlock of Brooklyn; he wasn't supposed to feel this terrible over a breakup with one of the Nephilim. But at the same time, Magnus had felt something for Alec that he had never felt with anyone else before, ever. And maybe that was why it had hurt him so much when Alec had tried to take his immortality away.

He knew that Alec had never really intended to go through with it. He also knew how Camille could be, trying to get to know enough about Alec, so that she could have ways to bring him down later. But Alec had still needed time to think about the offer she was giving and he had kept meeting her without even talking to Magnus about it. But Magnus realized that was partly his fault too.

The thing about talking to people about his past, especially people Magnus cared about, was that it almost always scared them away. Magnus had been in love with people in the past, but as soon as he had even told them a tiny bit about his past, they had always run away. And because Magnus really believed that there could be a future for Alec and him, he had tried to keep as much of his past hidden as possible. But he realized that hadn't been as good of a plan as he had hoped.

Alec had told Magnus everything. He had changed his whole life just so that Magnus would see that he really cared about him. And Magnus had seen what Alec was willing to do for him and that had in no way lessened his affection for the Shadowhunter, rather the opposite. But there had always been that small part inside of him saying that no matter how much Alec loved him, he would never be able to love him anymore if he was told about Magnus past. So Magnus hadn't said anything.

Shaking off all thoughts about Alec, Magnus opened one of the drawers to his desk and pulled out some bright purple paper and started working on an invitation to a party.

After about thirty minutes, Magnus had finished an invitation he was halfway proud of. It lacked some of the sparkle that his invitations usually had, but this was a sort of an emergency party so it didn't matter. Magnus really needed something to distract himself with and a party was usually the best option.

He duplicated the invitation and sent the new ones to the most popular werewolf and faerie hangouts. He didn't want to invite any vampires after everything with Camille, and besides, they always ended up ruining his parties in one way or another. His party was better off without any of them.

The last invitation Magnus made sure got stuck to a certain someone's window. He wasn't really sure if Alec would show up or not, but he really wanted to hear what Alec had wanted to talk to him about for the past two months, and maybe they could talk about what had really happened and maybe even make up. Magnus wasn't sure if he should even hope, but he fell asleep that night, certain that the next day would bring something positive.

Magnus woke up the next morning, not understanding how he could have had such positive thoughts the night before. Sure, the idea of Alec coming to his party and them talking about everything that had happened and making up was nice, but it was probably going to stay as just that, an idea. He wasn't even sure if he would be ready to forgive Alec if he came to the party. Magnus could understand why Alec had done the things he'd done, but that didn't mean he was okay with Alec having done them.

Trying to push all of those thoughts away, Magnus started getting everything ready for the party.

He called one of his friends, asking him if he could stay as sort of a doorman at his party, making sure that no one without an invitation came through. His friend had hesitantly said yes, maybe because he had been to a few of Magnus parties in the past and knew how much trouble some of the guests could stir up. Magnus also called in a favour from one of the faerie bands that had played at some of his parties before. Even though he didn't particularly like faerie music, this band wasn't as bad as some of the others.

When there were two hours left until the party, Magnus went into the bathroom to get ready. He wanted to make Alec think that his outfit was a way of sort of apologizing for everything, so he went with a blue sweater that looked like Alec's eyes. He also put on a pair of bright purple jeans to match the flyer he had sent out. Over the sweater Magnus decided to go with a black vest to look like Alec's hair. He did his makeup and hair to match his outfit and finished off with a pair of golden shoes.

The doorbell rang and Magnus took one last look in the mirror before he went out to meet whomever it was that had decided to show up early. It turned out to be the faerie band, arriving a bit earlier to set up all of their stuff. Magnus walked them up to his apartment, making sure they knew exactly where they were supposed to stand and play. He wasn't usually that strict about it, but he really wanted this night to be successful.

After watching the faeries carefully setting up their instruments and yelling at one of them for trying to hide one of Magnus's vases under their drum set, he went down again to greet his friend, Johannes. He didn't exactly look like a guy you wanted to drink tea with, which was one the reasons why he was fitting as a doorman. Magnus explained the spell he had put on the invitations to make sure only the original ones, which he himself had made, had a special mark on them.

Once the guests started arriving, Magnus found himself looking for Alec in every single one of them, but he didn't seem to show up. Thirty minutes after the first guest had arrived, Alec still hadn't showed up and Magnus started losing hope that his ex-boyfriend would ever come. He decided to try and ignore the hurt he felt inside of him and started dancing with random people on the dance floor.

Some of the werewolves and faeries he danced with were pretty cute, and one of the faeries even started flirting with him. Magnus gently declined the guy and went up to another person nearby and started dancing and chatting with her.

A few minutes later, Magnus heard the door open and his head instantly went from the girl he had been talking to and to the person walking through his door. And there he was.

Magnus couldn't even remember Alec being that handsome. He could see that Alec had put more thought into his outfit than what he usually did because both his sweater and jeans showed no signs of any holes. The dark blue sweater really made his beautiful blue eyes stand out and his hair looked like it hadn't been cut in a long time, which, Magnus thought, actually suited Alec.

Magnus felt a sudden pang of sadness looking at Alec. He knew he had missed Alec like crazy, but the feeling just got worse once he actually could see the shadowhunter and not just his name on his phone every night. But he could also feel a strong sense of anger. Magnus was angry with Alec for hurting him the way he had, and never having the guts to answer Magnus every time he answered Alec's calls.

He suddenly felt the urge to hurt Alec in the same way that he had hurt him. Magnus turned to the guy who had tried to flirt with him earlier and winked. The guy took the wink the way Magnus had hoped he would and rushed forward to him. Before Magnus could even say a word, the guy's lips were on his.

The kiss wasn't one of the best Magnus had had and it certainly wasn't even close to anything he'd had with Alec, but it was a distraction. Magnus tried to pour all of the pain and anger he felt into the kiss with this stranger he had never met before and would probably never meet again.

"Magnus?"

Magnus could hear the hurt in Alec's voice and immediately turned around to look at him. Their eyes connected and Magnus regretted the kiss instantly. He was about to take a step forward to Alec, when Alec suddenly ran out the door. Magnus tried to run after him, but all of his guests were standing in the way and by the time he was outside, Alec was nowhere to be seen.

He walked back into his apartment, silently cursing himself for his stupidity and ignoring all the people who were dancing around him .He sat down on his couch and it only took a few seconds before he started shouting at everyone to get out.

At first there were a lot of complaints, but as soon as they saw Magnus and the way he looked at them, they all fell silent. When the guy Magnus had kissed tried to get his number, Magnus just snapped his fingers and a tiny, brown mouse ran out of the apartment.

As soon as the band had packed up all of their stuff, Magnus walked into his room and flung himself onto his bed. He immediately started crying and couldn't make the tears stop. He was so angry with himself for probably ruining every chance he could have had at making things good again with Alec. He had been stupid enough to kiss a stranger just because he had felt a bit angry at the time, and hadn't really thought his actions through. All of the positivity he had felt the previous night was long gone and all he could feel was a big emptiness inside of him.

Magnus fell asleep crying that night.

Magnus woke up the next day, hearing someone knocking on his door. He was still wearing the same clothes he'd worn the day before, but at the moment he couldn't care less. He walked up the door and opened.

Outside of his door stood Jace Herondale, or whatever surname he had decided to use, with a letter in his hands.

"I'm just here to deliver this" Jace said, not looking up at Magnus.

"Who's it from?" Magnus asked, already knowing the answer.

"It's from Santa Clause, who do you think?" Jace answered him, sounding annoyed.

"Why couldn't Alexander deliver it to me himself?" Magnus was pretty sure he knew the answer to that one too, but he just wanted someone to confirm to him what a terrible person he was.

"To be honest, I don't exactly know, but I have a feeling you do. Anyways, I've done as Alec asked me to, so can't you please just take the letter?" Jace sounded even more annoyed with every word he said, and Magnus had a feeling it wasn't all about him having to deliver that letter.

Magnus took the letter from Jace's hands and shut the door after him. Instead of sitting down, Magnus chose to stand whilst reading the letter, which turned out to be a really bad idea. Before he was even halfway through it, he was sobbing like crazy and when his feet gave in, he fell to the floor. He continued reading but his vision got blurrier by every word. When he reached the last five words on the page he felt a sort of exhaustion he had never felt before. He just wanted to lie there, on the floor, and cry his heart out.

A/N: Only the letter left to write. If you want to, a review would really make me happy :)