famILY 💔(Sandersides AU)

Im about to cry over Magnus and Alec from Shadowhunters as i write this help

He continued staggering along the corridor, leaning heavily against the wall, straining his ears for any noise. His steps were heavy, his feet dragging. Logan came to a corner and inched around it. It was bare and cold, lined with doors, identical to the one behind him.

This building was a maze. He was going to get hopelessly lost but he continued on. He cracked open the doors he passed, peering inside. Most were empty, but he came across a musty smelling storage room and a kitchen that looked like it hadn't been cleaned this decade. Eventually he came to double doors and through the glass he could see a large room, a foyer almost, with more corridors leading off.

And most importantly, an exit.

Logan was just about to enter the foyer and run to the door, to freedom, when he froze. Mr Kidnapper. He was sitting on a hard wooden chair against the wall, looking bored. He was moving his head around, glancing at the door as if he was waiting for someone. Logan crouched, his heart racing. He looked behind him, contemplating his options. He could backtrack, try to find another entrance, or make a run for it.

The former was much more appealing and so he turned before stopping. He heard the murmur of voices behind him. Every nerve in his body screamed at him to run, to hide. But Logan's body didn't obey him. He peered through the glass again, saw another man, tall and wearing a suit, talking to Mr Kidnapper.

He face was grim, but he had a malicious glint in his eyes that scared Logan. Mr Kidnapper was clearly nervous, avoiding looking the man in the eye, licking his lips. His eyes darted around, never resting in one place for long.

Logan was too far away to hear what they were saying. He was stuck to the spot, his fear finally getting the better of him, gripping him tight and refusing to let go. So when Mr Kidnapper gestured to the door where he crouched, it took him a few seconds to register. The two men turned and began walking.

He ducked down, pushing away from the door and staggering to his feet. He stumbling down the corridor and crashed into the nearest room he came across, falling to the floor in his haste. The door shut behind him just before he heard the double doors opening, two pairs of footsteps heading down the corridor, passing the empty room where he lay, his whole body aching.

As the men passed he heard them speak, heard and unfamiliar voice, a cold, malicious voice say, "-you discussed payment?"

They were too far down the corridor for Logan to hear the rest of the conversation, but that snatched phrase got his mind whirring. Payment? For what? It sounded like someone had been payed to kidnap him. Mr Kidnapper? Someone else?

He shook his head quickly as the footsteps faded away. He could think about that later, now he just had to escape.

But first he had to stand up. Pain still wracked his head and his legs were still weak. He gritted his teeth, pulling himself up on the door handle and inching it open. Logan peered out, holding his breath. It was empty. He darted out, running clumsily, staggering through the door and nearly falling in his haste.

When he got the the exit he struggled to open the door and thought for a horrible moment it was locked, but then he got it open and he ran. Every step was painful and soon his lungs were burning but that didn't matter. He had to get away. It didn't matter where.

He just ran.

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You're probably bored of me saying this but holy shit 50K reads?! I...why? Just why??

Thank you so much!!!! Ily

Ok I'm gonna go watch more Shadowhunters and cry over Malec some more

Later🤟🏻