DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN MI OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS; THEY ALL BELONG TO CASSANDRA CLARE!
Ok guys, this is my very first FanFic EVER! So please be kind! Also, R&R because I want to know how I am doing and what I should be doing. Later on, I might add some of my O.C.'s ! Alright ppl read onward! Oh, and the lyrics in this Fic are from Breathe Carolina – Blackout! It's not country, it's actually a really cool hip-hop techno song! Check it out! Oh and I don't own that either
CLARY P.O.V:
"No, Daddy," she cried. "Please don't hit me anymore! Please! Ow! No!" She hit the floor with a thud, her wounds spraying blood along the walls and carpet.
"Daddy," she croaked. "Why?" His evil laugh bounced along the bloodstained room. The pain rolled in waves through her battered body. Her head pounded and she was so tired.
"You're all I have left," he spat. "I want more than you! I WANT MORE!" With that he raised his foot, and delivered a rib-cracking kick to her side,
I woke up with a scream, and lashed out blindly. I felt like I couldn't breathe and I checked my side in case I had a broken rib or two. It was fine. Deep breaths, I kept thinking. I rubbed my eyes and felt the prickling of tears. I heard a shuffle right beside me and froze in panic. BAM! I punched the black figure next to me, my fist connecting to something hard.
"OW! What the hell, Clary?"
I looked to my side and saw my brother, Sebastian, crouched next to my bed, rubbing his head. His gray eyes lit up with concern. I couldn't help but be relieved that I was here. My mother, Seb, and I left my abusive father 10 years ago, but up until now, I had been living with my Grandparents. I came to live here and arrived yesterday, knowing I my whole life was to be changed. Sebastian and my mother, Jocelyn, were extremely close to me, they came and visited whenever they could, and for that, I was grateful.
"Crap!" I moaned. "I am so sorry Seb! I- I just had a bad dream. It's nothing." I averted my eyes, feeling ashamed that I had woken him up for something that happened often.
"Clary," He said, brushing the wild tangle of red curls away from my face. "Was this about dad?" I nodded, tears slipping from my eyes. He brushed them away and tilted my chin so I could look into his eyes. Sebastian was extremely good looking, even when he didn't try. His black hair was lustrous and soft, complementing his kind, gray eyes. He was strong and tan, with a surfers body, and charisma. I was gifted with good looks as well, but only if I knew how to manage them, which I couldn't do every day, and a small chest was something I couldn't fix.
Sebastian pulled me into a hug. "I dream of him too" he whispered. With that, we parted and I fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.
I woke up feeling disoriented, but quickly got my act together. I stood up and stretched, gathering my clothes, and my iPod. I got into the shower and started my morning tradition of shampooing, conditioning and singing off key. Once I was out, I blow dried my hair and styled it into perfect ringlets down my back. I put on some a little bit of makeup, but since I wasn't going anywhere I decided against putting on a general amount. I wore a black tank top and red boy shorts with my black soccer socks.
I'm only gettin' started
I won't blackout!
This time I've got nothing to lose
With my ear buds in, I slid through the hallway and into the kitchen, where I read the note taped to the fridge: Mom's out, be home soon. Love, Sebastian.
This won't stop 'till I say so
This won't stop 'till I say so
This won't stop 'till I say so
Goin' and goin' and goin' and goin' GO!
Shrugging, I opened the French doors of the colossal fridge and bent down to grab something. Still humming to the music I turned around to see an entire team of guys in football jerseys staring at me in astonishment. Shrieking, I tore my ear buds out and almost slipped from shock.
"What. The. FUCK?" I said more to myself than anyone else. Then I saw Sebastian. He was grinning like a madman.
"What the hell, Seb? Who are all these guys?" I leaned against the counter, knowing that I was wearing a kind of revealing outfit, and a lot of these guys were majorly hot. I even saw guys checking me out! I looked around and saw a flash of gold. They were eyes, and a halo of blond hair. The eyes were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life. Before I could identify the owner, Seb interrupted my train of thought.
"This is the football team, Sis. Remember? I'm captain." He said, a little wary now.
"You didn't tell me shit, and I just got here yesterday. Thanks a lot, Bro!" I smiled though, because I did love him and I did care. "Well boys, it seems as though I'm gonna be seeing you a lot. I'm Clary, and you guys are all hot. There, now that that's out of the way, all of you perverted bastards stay the hell away from my room, and we won't have a problem." I smiled angelically. All of their mouths dropped open, except the Golden Boy, which I decided to call him. He just smirked, a smirk that made me want to die. He was that hot. Seb just shook his head, like he expected this out of me. I giggled and started to walk through the guys. One made the mistake of slapping my ass, so I grabbed his shirt, spun him around and slammed him into the wall.
"Uh, guys, I think I should've mentioned that I have a sister, her name is Clary, and she is a black belt in Karate." Seb said, laughing shamelessly.
"Seb! You didn't tell them you had a sister?" Now I was pissed. I let the guy go, who looked at me in utter disbelief. "Well that's why they all are looking at me like I'm a slut you brought in for a good time!" That brought a chuckle out of the group and I smirked. These guys were all predictable.
"Damn it, Clary, I forgot! Don't beat the crap out of me!" He grinned. I smiled and hugged him. He let me, which is something guy's dot normally let their sisters do in front of all their manly friends. "Anyways, I did tell Jace!" I looked up.
"Oh really? And is Jace here to verify that?" I looked at the group, tapping my bare foot on the tiles imported from Mexico. Believe it or not, Golden Boy actually stepped forward, a smirk once more on his wildly handsome face.
"That would be me" He said in a musical tone.
OK guys u like? This took me for-frickin-ever, and I don't think I even got it right! Please read and review, I think I need some advice. Ok was this good? Tell me for more, and sorry it's kind of short OH! And this was my own idea, I thought of it. It might sound similar to others, but I swear I thought of it!
Jace: I love you
Me: Nope, you love Clary…or not
Jace: Who's Clary?
Clary: WTF?
Bye guys! –XxClace4evrxX
