Alec's Point of View

Mom looked up at me her eyes wide as she gasped aloud her hand moving to cover her mouth. My parents looked at me in a pained way, like I was hurting them. Like I was a mundie teenage girl telling her parents she was pregnant. They looked at me like this was my fault. Like I had done this on purpose, the kiss was a bad idea in hindsight. I could see that much. But, I had just told them the biggest secret of my life. I knew to expect the worst, erase all hope in my mind that they would accept me for this, but it seemed I had missed some and it was pierced my heart like an arrow. My thoughts were cut off as my mother let down her hand to speak.

"How could you do this to me?" She asked in a wounded undertone, and in that second I snapped. My pain I had from their rejection and anger I didn't know I possessed coming to the forefront.

"You! What I did to you? I have been hiding who I was from you and dad for years because I was afraid that you wouldn't accept me! That you wouldn't or couldn't love me anymore. I cried myself to sleep some nights because I was so torn up about it and I couldn't go to anyone, in fear of being exposed! And out of all of that, you know what sucks the most?" I was silent for a moment to see if she would reply. But, mom didn't, she just stared in shock at my outburst. "I was right." I breathed out in pain. My vision had gone blurry and I could feel something on my face. Using a hand I tried to brush it away. It came back wet, sometime during my explosion I had started to cry. I closed my eyes in shame that they could affect me that way.

I took the edge of my sleeve into my hand and used it to wipe at my eyes. I looked at them both defiantly, their dazed expressions swam into view. My mother gapping like a fish and my dad silently sad, he still hadn't said one word to me. But, he opened his mouth to speak for the first time in this entire disaster of a conversation.

"Don't." I said with finality. "I don't want to hear it. I just can't." I finished in a half sob, my head hanging. I couldn't stand to hear his excuses, it hurt enough already. But, he wouldn't be swayed. Breaking from my mother's hold he came to stand in front of me.

"Alec." He said in a voice that brooked no interruption with its resonance. "What I think you mother was trying to say is why didn't you tell us? I always felt you had been hiding something from me for a while now. But, I knew that you would come to me in time about it. And so I kept waiting and waiting and you never did." He stopped taking in my expression of do-not-try-to-pin-the-blame-on-me and giving me a raised eye brow in reply. He stood back and then in a quick movement only a Shadowhunter could perform, he grasped me in a firm hug.

After a time he stepped back, his hands on my shoulders. "You are my son, and I will always love you." He told me in an emotional tone, I couldn't find any falsehood in what he had said. Like chains his words broke the heavy weight in my chest and I felt freed. I broke his hold on my shoulders, burying myself in another hug, burrowing my face in his protective warmth. Tears, this time of joy soaking his shirt as his arms embraced me again. I couldn't believe it. I was okay, we were okay. But the most important epiphany screaming in the back of my mind was I don't have to hide anymore.

As I stepped back I looked up at my dad and saw an expression of relief and love. I turned with him to look at my mother, she was standing someway away with her arms crossed tightly around her chest. She wore a pained and shamed look as she stared back at me. I looked at her holding out my arms.

"I am me, and I can't be anyone else. I won't be sorry for that." With that said, I walked to where she stood grasping her in an awkward hug, since she had not unfolded her arms.

"I love you too Alec. Always. It's just shocking. But I shouldn't have acted the way I did and for that I am sorry for hurting you. You know I could never love you any less for any reason, right?" She said in a caring tone, though she sounded distracted, not moving to embrace me, her head shifted onto my shoulder. I let go when she didn't move, staying in her rigid state. In shock I looked at her absolutely furious expression as she glared daggers at a pillar about seven feet away.

"Isabelle Lightwood." She said pronouncing each syllable of my sister's first name separately. As she said it a dark form came from behind the offending pillar, stepping into the light it was revealed to be Isabelle wearing a downcast and shamefaced expression. "This was a private conversation and you had no right to ease drop on our discussion." Isabelle, keeping her head down looked up at our mother her eyes pleading for forgiveness. She glanced up at our parents and then looked over at me silently asking what the situation between us was like. I nodded and smiled, to tell her that everything was okay. With that she smiled at mom and dad affectionately after giving me a look that blatantly said "I told you so." Mom looked between the two of us her eyes narrowing slightly.

"Isabelle, did you know about this already?" Mom asked in a tone that was more curious than angry. Isabelle looked at her with a sheepish grin on her face, she nodded.

"Well nice of you to tell us." Mom replied in an indignant huff. She smiled ever so slightly though and with that I knew it was finished. I looked up at my family, Isabelle had her arm around mom talking to her about me and how it all came tumbling out that faithful night when I had come into her room, a rambling emotional mess after a fight with Jace. Dad was standing of to the left leaning against a wall, quietly reflecting on the new situation. I walked over and leaned next to him. We had it back together again, we would not be perfectly fine as family for some time with Max gone. But, we could live on, in our ups and downs. We would be alright.

This chapter is super short, but that's because I'm finally switching to Magnus's point of view. Yay! *does little happy dance* Hope you like this chapter, it's sort of emotional, but it's whatever. Though I do like it when Isabelle finally shows up.

By the way near the end Mayrse becomes very understanding because I was tired of writing her as an un-understanding bitch. *shrugs*

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Eli Jones

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