A/N: I got punched in the face by inspiration. This is up a bit late because I watched all three seasons of Teen Wolf ;3 Anyway thank you again: IamTheMarsian, Dolfija, and Pookiexxx for your reviews first time round.

Also thank you to: Wolvesinboundary, StayBeautifullyFree, and sparklesaremylife for your fabulous reviews on the last chapter!

The Mortal Instruments don't belong to me in any way, shape, or form.

Chapter 6: Disappointment, Sarcasm, and Hurt.

(Alec Pov.)

My head was spinning endlessly. Different patterns and colours danced off the mirrored dream-catcher. I pulled the duvet further up over my head, and groaned. After drinking constantly over the past three years my system had gotten used to the amount I drank over time; I still had a hangover, but it wasn't as a painful.

Under the covers; the semi-darkness invaded me. It was nice and comforting, something I hadn't felt in a long time. Each breath I took made the small space seem hotter, but I didn't want to face the real would. Facing the real would mean getting out of this bed, out of this house, and being on my own again. My eyelids fluttered open again, and the sound of a door being slammed into a wall alarmed me slightly: Sebastian was awake.

"Hey Ass-hole, wake up!"

The covers were ripped out of my feeble grip, and thrown across the other side of the room. I gave him a mock glare, and he just grunted at me. On the night-stand was a glass of water. In my foggy mind I knew what he was going to do as soon as he came into this room.

The water hit me.

I was instantly wide awake and alert. Forgetting the slight spinning of the world, I hastily ran after Sebastian's retreating form. My hair casting droplets everywhere I went: up the sides of walls, the carpet beneath me, and dipping down my skin, soaking into my shirt. My voice was heard throughout the house, and when I finally caught up with said boy – who was cowering in the shower – I gave him a particularly hard nuggy', and pushed him out of the bathroom.

The water was a mixture of blinding agony; its temperature going from one extreme to the next. Before I turned into a lobster; I blindly grabbed the shampoo and some soap. I didn't stay in the shower long though, only enough to wash the alcoholic smell that had seemed to seep into my bones. Turning the water off I leaned against the cool tiled wall. Everything was going along terribly. I should just beat up Adam, and stop being so afraid of him…but I can't, and I don't think I ever will. When I finally got out of the bathroom; I put on my spare set of clothes, that I kept here, and said goodbye the Verlac's.

Making it home in less than ten minutes; I snuck through the back door, and ran upstairs towards my barely lived in room. Looking around it really him me how much time I didn't spend in here; the bed was made, no mess on the floor, books all in alphabetical order, clothes all folded and unused. I wandered out into the hallway, and quietly knocked on my sisters' door. Bracing myself for a childish outburst from her; I walked inside and shut it behind me. She was sat primly at her vanity desk, putting on her make-up. A sad smile appeared on her face, and she opened her mouth to speak but I cut her off and beat her to it.

"I know I don't come home much. I needed to clear my head and I crashed at a friend's..."

I gave her my best convincing smile. I hated lying to her, but to be honest I wasn't lying…I was just bending the truth a little; nothing wrong with that. Someone shouted for my siblings, and a small pain shot through me at how I wasn't included. I scowled, but didn't say anything. Isabelle towed me by my elbow out of her room; pulling me into the direction of my youngest brother. I dropped to my knees, and engulfed the small sickly boy in my arms. He rested his chin on my shoulder. I knew he could smell the alcohol on me; the smell clung to me like a second skin, but the boy didn't say anything. He just held me tighter, and I was so glad I hadn't lost all my family. I promised him I'd be home tonight to read him a Manga, and Max gave me a bright smile and ran downstairs for food.

"I hope you'll actually keep your promise this time. He cried for hours the last time you promised and didn't turn up."

With that Izzy slowly moved downstairs too. Jace had already left to pick up his girlfriend, and I sighed. I creeped down the I got nearer towards the kitchen the nervousness inside me grew. I walked into the kitchen sadly, and was greeted by a happy family.

Which I wasn't a part of.

My parents acted as though their eldest disappointment of a son didn't just walk through the entryway, but as if a stranger who wasn't welcome had. Isabelle just stared at her plate; while Max, whose nine-year old self look and acted so much older, beckoned for me to sit right next to him. I was met with a glare for their father.

He hasn't been mine since freshman year.

"Oh dear father. Don't I get a greeting any more?"

My voice was dripping with pure sarcasm, and I dared Robert to say something, anything, I didn't care.

"Good morning, Alexander,"

"Glad you finally acknowledge my existence, father."

I gave him a mocking bow, grabbed an apple, and sneered; I hated it in this house. My siblings were completely cool with everything, even Max who didn't understand, but they were all terrified of their father. I didn't blame them. I gave a defeated sigh, and walked away from them, grabbing my school bag and walked out the door.

(Isabelle Pov.)

I knew families had problems, but our family was just living together for convenience. I have wanted to wake up, on more than one occasion, with different parents. Everyday was complete torture. The front door slammed, and the distinctive revving of Alecs' car engine signalled that he had left the Lightwood estate. We - Mum, me, and Max - all stayed silent. We all held our breaths waiting for Dad's inevitable outburst on how much he loathed Alec's existence.

We waited.

To our surprise nothing happened; he just sat their clenching his jaw and fist, and calmly ate breakfast. I discreetly gave Maryse a look, who just shrugged. We followed his example, and at in tense silence; did I say I hated my parents yet?

School passed as usual; I hung out with Jace and Clary, while Alec pretended to not care. While Clary babbled about her classes to Jace; my eyes swept over faces in the canteen. This was something I did regularly; looking out for poor people who were targeted by my brother. Hearing the tell-tale laughter I spied a boy with light brown hair - covered in spaghetti - bent over trying to find something on the floor in among the spilt food, and in the middle of it was Alec. Laughing loudly, pointing and ginning at the poor boy. I saw red. I got up from our table, throwing my backpack onto my shoulder, I angrily strode towards the commotion; with a grim expression.

I surprised everyone - including myself - when I barged past Jonathan and Sebastian to get to the boy. I bent down and grabbed his arm. I was about to walk away from them when the boy murmured:

"I can't seen without my glasses,"

Barely hearing I advanced towards Sebastian; grabbing the glasses from his nimble fingers. I was sick of my own brother - who I know isn't like this - acting like he runs the school. I walked up to him, with a glare plastered on my face.

"I'm disappointed in you Alec."

I grabbed the guys hand, and strutted out of the canteen, with him tumbling behind me. When I was safely away from watching eyes of nosey people; I wiped his glasses on my Tee and gave them back to him, moving some hair off his forehead. He mumbled a thanks shyly, and put them back on.

"I'm sorry about my brother, he's not really like that,"

I said it as convincingly as I could, but I didn't even know who Alec was any more. He bit back a sneer, but softly replied:

"I highly doubt that, I'm Simon by the way,"

"Isabelle."

I smiled at him, and he gave me a blinding grin in return. We then walked towards our separate lessons; parting ways right at the end.

(Magnus Pov.)

The canteen was deathly quiet after the commotion. My mystery boy had an ashamed sadness attached to his pale face. Although it was quieter, the group of buys were meaner; shoving any one that came to close, or yelling profanities. Adam sat beside me with his usual food of choice - a burger and a large fries. I idly wondered how the guy managed to stay so thin with the amount of food he ate everyday, but then again I wondered the same about Ragnor. Shaking my head at my amusing thoughts; I shifted the lump of plastic I sat in towards Adam.

He reminded me of Simon; who was sarcastic with the essence of nerd, but Adam seemed to have this air of sophistication, while Simon didn't. During me musings; Adam had looked at me with a dull look from his intensely green eyes, and a raised eyebrow.

"Mags'?"

"Who are those douche bags?"

I swallowed, and pointed into the general direction of the group of boys. He placed his burger onto the tray, and wiped his hands onto his jeans. Clearing his throat he then proceeded to tell me who they were in bored voice.

"The blondes are; Jonathan, and Camille. The couple making out is Raphael and Maureen, and then the other two are Sebastian and...Alec."

His voice cracked at the end, and resumed his piggish' eating. I gave him a pointed look. Turning my head subtly towards them again. Alec still had the sad look on his face, and the others all looked slightly tense. I gave and irritated sigh. The bell rang; I got up and found Ragnor chatting up a few girls, dragging him bt his arm we headed into the general direction of our next class.

When I finally left the school - after everyone else had left - I was as slow as a slug. I was tired from learning, and I was tired in general. I ambled along the gravel path toward the park near the half-way house. The sun was barely peaking behind the clouds, and there was a soft breeze keeping the intrusive heat at bay. I sat onto the grass and did the homework the class was set. I was too engrossed in my work to hear the fast approaching footsteps...

A/N: Well now that that is over and done with:)

School starts next friday YAY (sarcasm) I'm starting year 10, so I don't know how much time I'll have to write with homework, and Tumblr.

Next chapter will be called: Toture and superman.

I'll update soon!

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