*DOUBLE UPDATE!! DON'T FORGET TO READ CHAPTER 15!!!* 

Hey lovelies! I know I've probably lost a lot of readers because of the lack of an update and that's understandable. For those of you who have stuck around patiently waiting, I thank you, it means so much to me that you still support this story even though my updates have become less frequent. You probably want an explanation, huh? I can't give details but let me just say, things have not been good for me these past months and life's being a bum. I will update whenever I can but I can't promise it will be soon, hopefully you understand and continue to show your support I would really appreciate it. :) Now onto the story...

"Oh why rebuke you him that loves you so? / Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe."- Shakespeare"William Shakespeare

Magnus sat atop Isabelle's comfy bed and gently pat the lump that lay beneath the comforter. "Isabelle…" Magnus began, but not knowing what to say to the said girl, he quickly shut his mouth and listened to the sobs and sniffles that answered him.

"M-Magnus… it's my fault, right?" Isabelle's trembling voice asked, as she curled herself up in a ball.

"It's not your fault; you can't help who you fall for. If you want to blame someone, blame Simon. He played with your feelings." he answered, trying to comfort her. "By the way, aren't you getting hot under there?" He wondered, referring to the blanket. "Why don't you come out?"

"No, no! It's not Simon's fault, it's mine!" Isabelle insisted. "I need to think about his feelings too… Clearly, he was still in love with Clary and there was nothing I could do about it. I didn't make it obvious I liked him and it's my own fault for falling for someone who would never love me. I got my hopes way too high." she rambled on.

""Um…" said Magnus, trying to think of what to say, then blurted out what came to his mind first. "It's both of your faults?"

"'Magnus! Why are you saying things like that? You're supposed to be making me feel better!" Isabelle whined.

"That's what I've been trying to do but you keep being whiny and picky!" He exclaimed.

Isabelle groaned; anything people would say could not comfort her. She didn't even understand her feelings herself so how could she explain to someone how she felt. On one hand she was angry at and hurt that Simon wouldn't return her feelings, but on the other hand she blamed herself for getting her hopes up to high and convincing herself she had a chance. It was like the rational part of her, as well as the emotional side were at war with each other and Isabelle wasn't sure which side was winning.

"Most of all, she was confused and anxious. What would she do now? Simon knew how she felt now, thanks to her brother. Would Simon finally return her feelings? What would he do if he didn't? Would things be awkward or would she lose the close friendship she tried hard to build between the two of them? These were the questions that haunted her every night before she fell asleep, for the past two weeks.

She sighed; things were easier before Clary had brought Simon along to the Institute. She chuckled remembering the rescue mission she and her friends had gone on when Simon had been kidnapped at Magnus' party.

"Why do things have to be so complicated? Why couldn't I just tell Simon how I felt earlier or why can't he love me back. Ugh, feelings… why must you do this to me?"

"Great… now I'm talking to myself…being in love is making me go insane…

"Magnus noticed that Isabelle had been quiet for a while and because he couldn't hear anymore sniffling, Magnus assumed she was sleeping. He carefully got off the bed as not to "wake" her and crept out of the room quietly. Isabelle felt the extra weight lift off her bed and peeked through a hole in the sheets to see Magnus standing at her door frame giving her "sleeping" form a look of worry, and then gently shut her door.

"How is she?" Alec asked putting away the emShadow Hunter's Codex when he heard his boyfriend coming down the stairs. Magnus massaged his temples wearily and sauntered over to Alec's and sat on this lap as if it were a normal thing to do. Alec stuttered embarrassed at Magnus' actions and cried, "M-Magnus! What are you d-doing?!"

"What? Can't I just sit on my partner's lap and have a lovey dovey couple moment?" Magnus asked as if the answer were obvious. "No need to get so fluster, Alexander, we are dating after all. Anyway, about that sister of yours, we need to do something about her… and why am I the one comforting her?! You're her brother!" Magnus whined while he locked his arms around Alec's petite neck, causing the poor Shadowhunter to become as red as a tomato.

"I-I'll go spend some time with her now then!" Alec said suddenly, struggling to lift Magnus off of him.

"What? No!" Magnus exclaimed clinging onto Alec even stronger than before. Alec sighed unsure of what do when he suddenly felt a pair of moist lips on his. His eyes rounded and he blushed with embarrassment as Magnus gave him a long sweet kiss; Alec responded with the same passion and slowly shut his eyes. After what only seemed like two seconds Alec quickly, but gently, pushed Magnus away.

""Hey! I wasn't done! Why'd you stop?" Magnus pouted and crossed his arms like a child.

"Well…" Alec began, "My mother and father have been gone in Idris for a couple of months now and I just realized that they could return home about any moment now –"

"So?"

"It's just that – how do I say this? Um…" Alec tried to explain but couldn't find the right words to express how he felt without hurting Magnus' feelings. "My parents can't see me with you." he blurted out after a couple minutes of pondering.

Magnus' eyes darkened angrily but not before a flash of hurt appeared."Oh. I see how it is." Magnus said coolly and abruptly climbed off Alec's lap, then down at the man fiercely. "You're embarrassed to be seen with me, huh? Fine. Don't worry about it, I'm out of here." Magnus" reply was harsh and cold that Alec felt like the room had dropped a couple of degrees. Magnus swivelled on his heel and started to make his way out of the institute.

"Magnus, wait! I didn't mean it that way!" Alec called, desperately running after Magnus. When he'd caught up to him, Alec held on to his arm and looked at him, pleading for Magnus to roughly shook off Alec's hand and turned to face his boyfriend. "How did you mean it then?!" Magnus challenged angrily.

"I-it's just that my parents don't know I'm gay… and I have no idea how to tell them," Magnus softened upon hearing what he thought was Alec's complete explanation, no sooner had he forgiven his boyfriend he was even more furious over his next words. "And what makes things worse is that I'm dating a Downworlder and –"

"Makes things worse?! You know what makes things 'worse', Alexander? Is the fact that my boyfriend is embarrassed of me because I am a Downworlder! I'm sorry I'm too much of a lower class to be with you Shadowhunters!" Magnus shrieked.

"Magnus! Let me finish! I don't think that way!" Alex shouted over the warlock exasperatedly, panicking over how to properly explain things so Magnus could understand.

"Oh, but you do! If you couldn't introduce me as your boyfriend yet, couldn't I at least be presented as your friend?"

"But –"

Magnus held up a finger, cutting Alec off before he could even finish what he wanted to say. "Ah! Don't tell me Shadowhunters can't have friends who are Downworlders. Izzy is friends with Simon and Nathan. So why then, Alexander, are you so embarrassed of me?" Magnus half-whispered, eyes trained on his feet that began to walk down the Institute's steps. All Alec could do was stare at the retreating figure of his boyfriend – or had they just broken up? Alec was torn; he loved Magnus very much, though he didn't know what to say to explain to him. And … if he was being a honest with himself a small – no a tiny little – part of himself was embarrassed.

Did that tiny part mean they weren't meant to be together? But he loved Magnus. Was it one of those right-person-wrong-time scenarios? These thoughts taunted Alec over and over again as silent tears slowly rolled down his face, while he shut the Institute doors.

I still have to go check on Izzy… better to do it now than to have Magnus on my mind. The young Shadowhunter thought. Alec slowly made his way up the stairs holding onto the railing for support as sobs began to wrack his body and he bit on his fist to stifle the moans, so as not to disturb his sister. When he reached her door he took a couple of quick deep breaths, swiped furiously at his eyes, and then opened his sister's door. Once he had entered the room and shut the door a cry of "Magnus! I told you to quit coming to my room and leave me alone!" and he narrowly missed getting hit by a stuffed teddy bear. "Really? Did she really have to say his name? Alec sighed and turned to feign a look of annoyance – which wasn't that hard considering his frustration at his inability to describe his feelings.

"H-hey, Big Bro! Uhh… sorry about that." Isabelle laughed nervously as she rubbed the back of her wild tangled hair bashfully. "I meant to throw that at Magnus," at the pained expression on her brother's face at the mention of the warlock's name, she finally took in his puffy eyes and flustered face. "Did something happen? You don't look okay." Alec scoffed and chuckled humorlessly. "Speak for yourself. You look like a tornado hit you."

Brushing off his snide comment – she'd get back at him for that later – she answered, "I was asking about you. "Now quit being a snob and tell me what happened." Alec didn't have the patience or energy to get into a fight with his sibling so he quickly recounted the details of his argument with Magnus. Isabelle listened intently and made sounds of agreement, or disagreement, at the appropriate times. "So… What are you going to do about this?"

"What do you mean?" Alec asked, unable to come up with a solution since this was his first relationship after all. He joined Isabelle on her bed and slipped beneath the covers as well, so they could properly discuss rolled her eyes as if the answer was obvious enough that a child would understand, "What I mean is, are you going to get Magnus back? Or… just let your relationship fall apart? It's up to you; you love Magnus a lot – don't even deny it we all know – but just because you love him doesn't mean you'll be together."

Alec dwelled on her words for a couple of minutes, when he finally responded with, "Can I think about what to do tomorrow? I'm kind of tired." Alec yawned and settled himself on one Isabelle's pillows and yanked her covers around him.

"Fine, it's been a rough day for the Lightwood's… WHO SAID YOU COULD SLEEP IN MY ROOM?!" Isabelle bellowed when she noticed that her blanket now barely covered a quarter of her body. So she did the only rational thing she could thing of, which was to yank the blanket back and leave Alec exposed. "Hey! I'm cold and tired! Leave me alone!" Alec wrestled for the blanket and was able to get it back. Isabelle tugged on a corner to no avail, Alec smirked, proud of his idea to lie on a bit of the cover. Isabelle grumbled and stomped over to the couch in front of her bed to get the spare blanket she had. Then she again tucked herself into bed, mumbling "Why do we have such bad luck in romance?" before drifting off into a deep sleep.

Magnus walked slowly in the pouring rain. It was late at night so it was time for black market activities. He walked by an alley and glanced down the dark pass just as a man in a dark hoodie prompted another individual to buy a bag filled with powder. Magnus continued walking past shops with neon lights flashing in the window and was taken aback when he felt an arm slink around shoulders.

"Hey, sugar." said a raspy voice. Magnus turned to it's origin to come face to face with a middle aged woman with bleached blond hair and wore an abundance of make up and outfit that revealed quite a bit of her skin.

"H-hi. Can I help you?" Magnus asked uncomfortably, unsure of how to deal with the woman.

"You look a little down, I can see your tears even though the rain covers it up. How 'bout you spend a little time with me and I'll cheer you up." the woman smiled suggestively while blowing a plume of smoke at Magnus as she chatted. Magnus coughed and waved his hands to clear the air. "Actually, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Miss…?"

"Candy." the woman smiled in response.

"Miss Candy. I bid you a good night, but I will not require your services tonight." Magnus politely declined, pried of her Candy's grip and continued to trudge alone in the rain.

Wait couldn't I just saved myself the time and laundry by just using a transport spell…

It's your own fault if you catch a cold tomorrow. Thought Magnus, speaking to him self to keep occupied and suppress any thoughts of Alec, although he failed terribly. The warlock sat on his sofa bed pitifully and drowned his self in different wizard concoctions. /

Why must relationships be so complicated?

A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! If it didn't live up to your expectations and didn't satisfy you please PM me or leave a comment and I will do my best to fix it! If you have any suggestions for future chapters or would like something to happen, leave a comment or PM and I will gladly find a way to incorporate it into the story :) Sorry if the spacing is weird, something is wrong with my computer and it won't format correctly. Ok! Questions for this chapter:

1. What do you guys think of Magnus and Alec's relationship?

2. What person are you most likely to be like? Magnus or Alec? How would you deal with the situation? (lol this question is so long)

3. Why are relationships complicated?

Also if this chapter came out weird when I first posted it, so if you find any traces of computer coding please let me know and I'll fix it. Thanks!
Also have a good long weekend. 

Love, the author