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'High Warlock of Brooklyn? Ha, no. Pining after a mortal... And not just any mortal, the mortal who lied to me, who plotted my death. So pathetic, thought Magnus Bane.
He was lying on his chair, stroking Chairman Meow. He hadn't had any calls in the past week. Not from Shadowhunters begging for his help, or from-God forbid- that blond, attention seeking prat, Jace Herondale. But Alec, his blue-eyed, stern-mouthed Alec, he hadn't called either. Thinking back, maybe Magnus wouldn't have said what he had said, about being their 'pet warlock.' But he had been so angry. He had never felt like that towards anyone but there he was, rage consuming his features, while he looked at the boy who he'd thought would be his saviour.
"Alec. Alexander Gideon Lightwood." Alec opened his eyes and looked at the slim, tall figure standing before him. His eyes swam and for a second, they looked like Magnus. Then he focused and saw his sister, Isabelle.
"Izzy! It's-"
"Yes, Alec, it is 5 in the afternoon! Or had you not noticed?" Isabelle looked pissed off. As usual, Alec thought. Since the battle, she had been constantly angry. At first, Alec had dismissed it as 'girl stuff' but then he grew more concerned. Izzy was never this angry with Alec- even when he dissed her cooking.
"Sorry," he muttered sheepishly. "I... overslept." That was a lie. Alec had stayed up looking at pictures of Magnus and drinking till he could not remember the words, see the anger. Magnus had looked at him like a stranger, not like someone who he had ever cared about.
"Alec." Alec, noticing the change in tone, glanced up. Her eyes were softer... but why? She didn't know... no-one did. "Alec. Someone called today."
Alec's heart sped up. Could it be? "Who was it?"
"It was... It was Mom and Dad. They asked about you but I told them you were asleep." Noting the desperation in Alec's eyes she continued. "I told them that you were asleep after killing a demon yesterday. But, well, they asked about...him."
"WHAT?" Mom and Dad had never asked Alec about his relationship with Magnus. They treated it as something that was shunned, as something they could avoid if they never mentioned it. "What did they say?"
Izzy's eyes hardened. "Why, Alec? Why did you not tell me? I was worried sick! You came home at Raziel knows what hour and stank of whisky! I thought..."
"I'm sorry, Izzy! I guess I was too hurt to tell you. The look in his eyes..." Looking at his sister now, Alec wondered why he had never told her before. Suddenly he wanted to pour out his soul to her, tell her of the horrid things he had done. No, not done. Considered. He would never have actually done it.
"You should be! Going to ask the Silent Brothers for help on your own! And pretending to be drunk!"
"What?"
"They asked about Jace and I told them how you had asked the Silent Brothers for help! And that it worked!" Isabelle looked at Alec's pale features. "What? That is what you were thinking about right?"
"Um, yeah." Alec's heart was still beating at 100 beats per minute. He had thought that their parents knew! But... Alec sighed, looking at his sister. What had he not told her? She was the first to know about anything and Alec really wanted to let his feelings out.
"Actually, Izzy, I have something to tell you." And Alec told her. He told her about Camille, about her offer, about refusing it but Magnus finding out. And he told her about the breakup- about Magnus' cruel words, about telling him to move out, about everything. By the time he had finished, there were tears running down both their faces and Isabelle's arms had somehow found their way around Alec. They were both sobbing when there was a knock on the door and a familiar voice called;
"Open up. I know you're in there. We need to talk."