*You don't have to read the A/N if you don't want to, but I'd really appreciate it.*

It has been exactly 6 months since I posted the last chapter and I'm sorry.
You have no idea how sorry I am. As you guys know my mental state isn't the best. I've been struggling with different mental illnesses the past years and every time I think it's getting better it punches me in the face again. I'm not lying when I tell you that I love this story even though it's not very long and lacks of creativity, I love it. I'm proud of it and I want to finish it. But life's been really fucking hard and writing fanfiction was the last thing I could possibly think about. I planned on posting a really long chapter when this story turned 1 year old, but I ended up deleting everything. It's kinda pathetic how it has been a year and this is only chapter 6... BUT, I'm not giving up. Maybe I'm not the best writer, maybe you think this story sucks and maybe you won't hear from me again for another 6 months, but I'm not giving up on this story. I'd like to hear your opinions on an idea I have. I want to make this story a little bit angsty. I was thinking about anxiety and depression, but Idk what you guys think about it so I won't start writing until you express your opinion on the matter! (I mean, you are the ones reading this crap so I want to please you )

Without further ado, I present to you: the sixth (very short) chapter of The owner and the tramp!

The first thing Alec thought when he woke up was: "fuck". He was pretty sure he was dying. He had a pounding headache and the dryness of his mouth reminded him of the desert. He tried to open his eyes, but that was a big mistake. Fuuuuuuck. Why is everything so bright? He tried to figure out his surroundings, but the cotton ball inside his head kept him from thinking. Water. I need water. So Alec ignored the shards of glass that were poking his eyeballs and opened his eyes. The baby blue sky above informed him that he was somewhere outside. He tried to sit up straight but got hit by a wave of nausea. He leaned to the right and puked in the bushes. This is great. Where am I? What the fuck did I do yesterday?

The evening before.

"Slow down, tiger." Alec turned around to find Magnus standing behind him with a grin on his face. "I'm glad to see you're having fun, but I think you've had enough of this." Magnus took the bottle from Alec's hand and put it on the table next to them.

"What are you talking about? That's liiike- my second one!" Alec slurred.
"Alec, I'm serious."
"Nice to meet you, Serious. I'm Alec."

"I'm going to ignore what you just said because I'm a good friend."
Magnus took hold of Alec's wrist and led him out of the crowded living room.

"Where are we goooiiiing? Are you taking me on an adventure because I love adventures."

"Yes Alec, we're going on an adventure." They walked into the kitchen and Magnus opened a cabinet next to the fridge and took out some painkillers. He also filled a glass with water and gave it to Alec.

"I want you to drink this before you go and I want you to take these with you." Magnus said.
"Yes, sir."

Magnus was about to walk out of the room when he heard Alec mumble something.

"What was that?" He asked.

"Nothing. I just said you have beautiful eyes. I like them." Alec shrugged and took a sip from his water.

"Uh, thanks?" Magnus didn't quite know what to say. What are you supposed to say when a cute drunk person complements you?

"I should probably head home." Alec said.

"I'll go with you. You driving right now seems like a bad idea." Alec seemed to sober up a bit by that sentence.

"No! I mean, you don't have to. I'll be just fine on my own. I didn't drive here in the first place so there's really no problem at all." The words left Alec's mouth like a waterfall trying to speak normal even though he was still affected by the alcohol in his bloodstream.

"Uh, okay then. Just promise to text me when you get home. I want to know you're okay."

"I'll text you." Alec said.

Magnus took one last look at Alec and walked out of the kitchen. Alec let out a deep relieved breath and walked out of the house.

Painkillers. Magnus gave him painkillers. Where are they? Where am I? It doesn't matter, first I need to find the painkillers. Alec looked around and found his bag a few feet away from him on the ground. The first things he saw when he opened it were his phone, a sweater, a half full water bottle and finally Magnus' painkillers. He drank what's left of the water and took the pills, glad to know his headache would lessen soon. For the first time that morning he got a good look at his surroundings and found himself in a park not too far way from Magnus' house. How did he get there? He had no idea. Shouldn't he be worried about waking up in a park? Yeah, he probably should, but if you'd really know Alec, you'd know he doesn't care about a lot anymore. He changed in his spare sweater, put on his backpack and looked at the time on his phone. 12:23 am. Better get going. He didn't have to work today, but he wasn't planning on wasting his free Sunday. It was sunny and he walked slowly trough the park. Around him were kids playing with a ball and an older couple sitting on a bench holding hands. He smiled. The world was a fucked up place, but at least he could still enjoy the little things. He walked and walked until he finally reached his destination; an old bench at the end of the park, hidden by trees and bushes. He put his backpack on the ground and looked at the pathetic wooden bench . Maybe it wasn't much, or honestly, nothing at all, but it was peaceful and quite and no one would bother him here. It really was a blessing that he found it a few moths ago.

"Do you think it's actually true?"

"Duh, Jackson told me and he'd never lie to me."

"Ugh, Jackson is an asshole."

Alec hugged his backpack as he heard familiar voices coming closer. At that moment he knew he'd made a mistake by choosing this spot. It was too easy to find. He closed his eyes and prayed for them to just go away and leave him alone, but he guessed it just wasn't his lucky day when he saw 3 teens round the corner.

"Shh, there he is!"

"Look who we've got here! If it isn't faggy McFagg pants Alec Lightwood!"

"There's this sick rumor going on at school that you got kicked out by your parents," one of the guys said. "Could you maybe tell us more about that?"

Alec ignored them and looked at the ground.

"Oi!, you heard him, princess! Or did your queer-illness spread so far that you're deaf now?!"

Everyone laughed. Alec didn't know why, because it wasn't funny.

Someone grabbed his chin and made him look into their eyes. Brian.

"I asked you a fucking question! You got kicked out by your parents right? Because they know how disgusting you are!" The guy named Brian spat in his face and the others laughed.
Alec knew he had to get away from there a.s.a.p. or things would escalate for the worst. He jumped up and took the trio by surprise, running as fast as he could. He didn't have to look back to know they followed him. Keep running. Keep running. The anxiety in his stomach made it hard to breath, but he knew stopping really wasn't an option. He took a second to look around and saw he was nearing the park. Great. I can lose them here. He didn't know what to do so he jumped into the bushes at his left. He rolled over grass and under branches and waited. He heard shouts and didn't dare to move. He waited. The shouts sounded further away now and he took a huge breath. He slowly got up and looked around. Alec's mouth hung open. He'd never seen this part of the park. Looking at the bench and the untamed grass he didn't think anyone had.

Perfect.

Alec had been looking at the bench when he though about that day. He shook his head, sat down and sighed, his shoulders relaxing. Home.

Did I check for mistakes? Nope. Do I ever though? :p
I hoped you liked it and I hope you don't hate me too much for being inactive!

X Mariette