Hey guys! I know I have another story going on right now, but this idea popped into my head and won't go away! It's giving me serious writers block so I thought I would just put it out there. This is probably going to be updated randomly, just a warning with no schedule at all. I don't even know if I'm going to work on it while my other story isn't completed. But then again knowing me it might… So yeah I hope you all like it!


Summary: When Clary was younger her parents got divorced and she went off to live with her dad and her brother stayed with her mom. But when Valentine dies unexpectedly Clary had nowhere to go except her mom's house who she hasn't had contact with for ten years. Clary moves in and starts her new life in a new neighborhood at a new school… This is my first M fic so be nice c:

Rating:M

Disclaimer: I do NOT own The Mortal Instruments, that would be the ever so lovely Cassandra Clare. If I did there would be a LOT more Clace.


I had just finished packing the rest of my bags as the taxi arrived. I took one last look around the now emptied house trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. I brushed my hand along the walls walking through the halls one last time.

Some family had already bought the house. I couldn't bear to imagine another family besides mine living here. It just seemed, I don't know… Wrong. Especially since I was practically forced out of it in the first place. Whatever I wouldn't like living here without him. It broke my heart to think of a world without my dad by my side. He was my rock, my everything. I didn't have many friends here so that made the grieving process so much worse.

I still could hardly believe that my father was dead. All of this had happened so fast. Just over a month ago I had got the news and ever since I had spent days planning a funeral, packing up the house and finding a place to stay. It felt like just yesterday that the principal had walked into my class room asking to speak with me…


I was sitting at my desk during my final exam for biology. I was stuck on the essay question about protein biosynthesis. I bit the end of my pencil trying to focus harder when the door opened.

I had always been really easily distracted so I look up from my test to see Principal Imogen walking to my teacher 's desk. They started talking in hushed voices so I wasn't able to hear anything. smile had slowly into a frown. Only if I had known what was to come.

I looked back down to my paper and started to write again. Just as I had put the tip of my pencil to the page my name was called.

"Clary, Principal Imogen would like to speak with you outside please." said with a small frown played across his features. "Please collect your things I don't think you will be coming back to class afterwards."

By now everyone is the room was looking at me. Some were snickering and others were just staring. I slowly gathered my things my mind racing with ideas of why the principal would need to talk to me outside or why I couldn't return to class after.

I had always been a pretty average kid. Good grades, some extra-curricular activities, sports. I had gotten a few detentions before but that was only for being late sometimes or mouthing off to a teacher. Nothing bad enough to be in the position I was right then.

I finished putting all of my things in my bag and picked up my test handing it to the teacher. "When will I be able to finish the test?" I had asked . He had just looked at me with sad eyes.

"Don't worry about your test, Clary. Everything will be okay." I should have taken that as a sign that something was ridiculously off, but whatever.

I walked into the hallway where Principal Imogen was already standing.

"Soo… Why am I here?" I asked definitely not expecting the answer I got.

"Oh Clary darling, I'm so sorry to tell you this. The hospital phoned us to tell you that your dad is there right now. He was at work and had a heart attack. He passed away in the ambulance on the ride to the hospital."

I just stood there looking at her like she was crazy. Why was she telling me this? What kind of a cruel joke is that supposed to be? She couldn't be serious. Of course she couldn't. The hospital probably just called the wrong school. There has to be more than one girl named Clary, right?

I hadn't realized that I was zoned out of everything and wasn't listening to the principal anymore. I just sank down the wall, my back sliding against the lockers until my butt hit the floor. I wrapped my arms around me knees and silently started crying.

"No. This can't be happening." Was all I managed to whisper before my throat tightened enough so I couldn't speak without sobbing everything I said. I pounded my fists against the lockers. I couldn't believe that all of this was actually true. This wasn't supposed to happen. Not to me, not now…

The sound of a car horn ripped me from my memories back into reality. I'm seriously going to miss this house. My entire life that I can remember happened in this house. And now I am about to get up and leave it all behind.

Another honked resonated through the walls causing me to pick up my bags.

"Yeah, yeah I'm coming!" I screamed at the door. I walked down the front steps looking back once more. I blew a kiss back at the house.

"I'm sure going to miss you dad."


So there's chapter one for ya! If you liked it then a review would be just cheeky :D After I finished writing I realized I liked this way more than I thought and I already have an idea for chapter two. I would have just added it onto here but it would have made it ridiculously long and I thought Clary's goodbye to the house and basically her entire life deserved and entire chapter. Please R&R! But until next time my lovelies…

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