The Malec Chronicles

Nightmares of Alec Lightwood (Part 1)

I stand in front of my father. He sits in front of the fire place, wearing a bath robe and petting Church. It's like he is the evil guy from everyone of those movies Isabelle made me watch.

"What is it Alexander?" He asked harshly.

"Dad. I-I need to tell you...I'm gay," I spit it out, feeling an upcoming heart attack. My dad soon drops Church and stands up from his chair. He moves to a weapon rack that just appeared.

"Why do you think this way?" His voice comes as harsh, and he grabs a throwing knife. I feel my blood freeze.

"Because I was born this way," I whisper, thinking of what Isabelle always told me to say.

"Being gay is a choice, you faggot," Robert hisses, walking to me and grasping me by the collar or my shirt. I try to scream, but my dad moves to quickly. He cuts my face, the right side. The blades cuts from the top to the forehead, through my eye, and down to my chin. "You deserve this." He drops me, and I wince as my injured side hits the ground. Robert spits on my face, and kicks me in the stomach.

Isabelle, Jace, Max, and mom come racing in.

"Why Robert?" My mom cries as Max hugs her legs.

"His one of those fags Maryse," he says, grabbing a handkerchief, cleaning the dirtied blade. With my good eye, I can see my everyone of those wince in disgust, even Izzy, who made me come out.

"Tell me it's not true," whispers Maryse, tears flowing out of her eyes.

"It is," says Izzy. "He told me when he has thirteen. I thought it was a constant joke, but he is." She walks to me and extends he whip. She lashes me, my arms and legs somehow tied behind a wooden poll. An audience of Shadowhunters are in front of me and my family. They all throw rotten fruit, and it hits me in my now infected injury.

"Alexander Gideon Lightwood, you have committed the crime of being a homosexual," claims Raziel, the Angel were are blood comes from echoes. "As punishment, you are too live life as a mundane, stripped of your marks." He extends his hand and I feel the Runes being ripped off me.

I now lay in a dirty ally way, covered in rags that barely cover my body. Another night of starving against the cold rain. I counted my ribs to pass the time, but I become sick at the sight and I cannot lose anymore of my stomach. A man named Magnus Bane walks in front of me, his arms around a pale skinned girl with blond hair, and a boy that looked similar to me.

"Look at this disgusting creature," he says, pulling the two in closer. "I feel bad for who ever has enough nerve to feed him." He kicks me down and the girl, who's name is Camille kicks me with her pointed shoes. Will, the boy punched me in the ribs hard, hard enough to break them. "I will never love you Alexander," Magnus hissed, looking down on me as I saw fire.

"Come here, and burn with us," growls a deep voice. A red hand with claws grabs me, and start to pull me into Hell.

"No one will ever miss you," says Magnus, kissing Camille and Will on the cheek.

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"Alec, wake up," yells Magnus. Alec wakes up with tears forming in his eyes. He grabbed Magnus's bare shoulders and pulled him close. He cried, with Magnus rubbing his back. "It was just a nightmare." Magnus remembered his boyfriend's dream. It was frightening and scarring.

"Don't leave," whispered Alec on repeat. The tears never stopped falling. Seeing Alec broken made Magnus want to fall apart. Alec was strong on the outside, but fragile on the inside. The littlest thing could make Alec break, and it was hard to fix him.

"I will never leave. I love you," comforted Magnus.

For an hour, Alec cried and Magnus comforted him. Magnus now laid on the bed, with Alec's head laying on his chest, silently crying in his sleep.