Judas
Preface:
A Broken Note
Broken glass shredded through his skin, reopening old scars and carving new ones into flesh and bone. Blood dripped down his knuckles, painting a macabre portrait of memories long since forgotten. The mirrored glass chimed a death knell for the ages as it fell to the ground.
Jace cried out for what had to be the hundredth time, despair and disbelief coloring his voice. How could this happen? He asked. How could she do this?
More importantly,
Why would I still care?
These questions rattled around Jace's mind in a savage mockery of any semblance of control he had managed over the last ten years. Jace had been so sure he had recovered from the gaping wounds the she had torn through his chest.
The worst part in all of this was the knowledge that despite all of his efforts, one mention of her and all of Jace's well-built walls tumbled into dust. He could feel the physical rupture in his nerves: the all-encompassing rage that ate away at his insides.
It no longer mattered what he had accomplished in the ten years since he left, the images of that night ground into his skull, reverberating forever more. It didn't matter how powerful he was, how much money he made, how many people feared him. Everything went to waste, returned him to that pathetic little boy he had been when she shredded his entire being, rearing through his soul like so much paper.
Storming from the room, Jace was glad to be entirely alone, unable to bare the thought of another witnessing his weakness. He allowed one more monstrous roar to pass through his grief stricken lips, voice cracking and tearing.
The boy-no-more stormed away, trashing the otherwise flawless home as he went, a storm leaving only savagery in its wake. From his hand slipped a note following the silence of a slammed door: crumpled and torn at the edges. In gold leaf and elegant script it read:
You are cordially invited to the wedding of
Valentine Morgenstern
Clarissa Fray
AN: Hey Guys...
It's been a while (believe me I know). For those of you who may remember me, I used to publish Love Amongst Blood and a few other stories. I'm back with a new idea and a much healthier mindset, though this story is going to be very dark because that's what I want to write about. This story will certainly deal with darker themes like abuse, rape, drugs, and overall violence. I don't yet know how graphic it will be, so for now it is rated T.
I don't yet know if I'll republish my old stories, but I am working on rewriting them. The most important thing for me is that I continue writing because I'm trying to write a book and need the practice. Criticism is welcome and I hope you all enjoy!