Disclaimer: I'm not Cassandra Clare thus own none of the characters.
Warning: Mild swearing. One or two words, to be exact.
And once more, I'm sorry in advance for any OOC elements, or general mistakes. (If you find any I'd be really grateful if you pointed them out so I can fix them immediately.) Also I'm sorry if it's boring/not good.
CHAPTER 03 – Restlessness
MAGNUS
Day 1. Later that Night.
"No, no, no, it wasn't real, it was just a dream, why?" he kept mumbling, hugging himself as he felt his heart tearing again thinking of the horrible dream, seeing it repeated. 'It was just a dream… Just read it and see…' said a voice in his head, but he shook it off, too scared that if he did, his worst fears would really come true. The Chairman, still snuggled to his chest, looked up at him, worried as non-stop tears kept falling from the Warlock's eyes. Worried. But mostly annoyed. 'Stupid humans…' he thought and climbing higher, scratched Magnus' face, meowing loudly. 'Just Read It!' he wanted to convey, but Magnus didn't understand. He gasped, blood falling from his cheek, "Even you hate me now?" He whispered in a broken voice. The kitty looked at him guiltily and licked his face purring, to prove that was not the case, then nudged his hand holding the phone to make his point. "Oh… I just annoy you…" he said getting it, feeling a little better for a second, seeing he wasn't completely alone. But then his eyes fell to his phone again, and he realised just how alone and scared he was. "I can't… If… If he's really writing those things, I'm going to die… I… I can't take it…" he said burying his face in his hands, dropping the phone, which rang once more, a second message arriving. "MEOWR!" screamed Chairman headbutting him. Breathing deeply, and steeling himself he prayed to be wrong and reached for the phone. His hands were trembling again, as he opened the latest sms and started reading.
"I know you probably weren't reading the last one, to the end at least. I'll go as far as to annoy you one last time. I am sorry. Again. I will forever be. I know I have no right. I know you told me you never wanted to see or hear from me or the others again, but this last act of selfishness on my part isn't something you will be against, so I will dare ask this of you. Please, if my sister calls or texts you ignore her. (Even though you probably would do that anyway.) I will say it once more. It will never be enough. I am sorry. Truly sorry. And thank you for everything."
"What have I done?" he whispered abandoning himself to despair, forgetting to read the other message that arrived earlier. He was infinitely relieved his nightmare didn't come true, but still nothing was okay… Or would be, anytime soon. However, something else bothered him… What was the deal with Isabelle? What was Alec doing? "I'm the one who has no right…" he started, but a voice in his head screamed at him 'Screw that! Who Cares?! If anything happens to him…' "But I can't turn back now… We… we can't be together, I only cause him pain…" he confined to the kitty on his lap. "But I need him so much…" he whimpered, sobbing.
Still, even above his sorrow, he was deathly worried about the Nephilim… So, he decided. He'd leave, as he said he would, and if by the end of tomorrow, Alec hadn't come to… *another sob broke through his chest at the reminder* leave his key, he would check on him. Just to make sure he's safe… 'If he intended to do something drastic, he wouldn't ask for what he did, right?' he thought, trying to ease the worry gnawing at his shattered heart. 'Nonsense.' a cruel voice whispered in his head 'There is no need to worry. He's fine. He doesn't care enough to do anything. He never really loved you…' he bit back a sob and wiped his tears, which were immediately replaced by new silent ones "I have to go…"
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