I can't get up. Hurt. Violated. Scared. What do I do?

I can not call Jace. He will hate me. Everyone will hate me. I need help.

I grab my phone and dial Izzy's number.

"Hello? Clary? Are you okay?"

I start sobbing. "Izzy, I need help. Help me."

"Clary! Where are you? What happened." She sounded concerned.

"Will you hate me?"

"What? Clary, no, I will no hate you. Now, TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED NOW!"

More tears fall from my eyes. "Izzy, I- I was raped. Please help me."