A/N: This is a new idea that popped in my head on the plane ride home! I hope you enjoy and please review, follow, favorite and all that jazz! Disclaimer: I sadly do not own the TMI series but i do own this plot line unless i accidentally wrote it with out the knowledge of this idea already being wrote anyways I will shut up now so you can enjoy this chapter!
I have been in captivity with my sociopath brother Jonathan for three months. I miss Jace with all my heart and every day I feel myself becoming more detached at not being able to see his perfect beautiful face. I have drawn him a hundred or so times but slowly I am forgetting the details of his face. Like the curve of his lips or the structure of his cheek bones. It is getting harder every day to remember his face. I haven't slept hardly at all because of Jonathan. He keeps coming in my bed at night and forcing me to kiss him. And when I do sleep he invades my dreams too. I can't ever escape him. He calls me his pet, I feed him, clothe him, bathe him and he does the same for me. He forces me to do things I only wanted to do with Jace and sedates me when I am being "too difficult". Like I would make it easy for the bastard to control me? Hell no. Jonathan starts to stir in the bed. His giant pale arm tightens in an already menacing grip around my bare waist pulling me in closer. "Morning my little pet." He mummers sleepily in my ear. "Morning piece of shit." I say weakly next to him. He stiffens even though he should be used to my rudeness and name calling by now I swear I have only called him by his actual name about three times my whole time I have been held here. 'Bad little pet." He says angrily as he slaps my arm leaving a red palm mark on my upper bicep. "If you keep up those smartass comments I won't feed you." He says through his gritted teeth. "Like you would anyways." I scoffed. I release myself from his grip and walk to the oversized bathroom. I enter the large shower and begin to work out my tired and overused muscles, when I hear a creek of the door that leads to the bathroom. I scream and curl up to the back of the shower as Jonathan enters with a devilish grin. He drops the towel that covered him and enters the shower. He grabs my wrist too tight for comfort and forces me up. He washes my hair and body taking extra time in certain areas. I bite my lip to keep my mouth shut but my brain is going crazy no matter how many times he has done this I can't stay calm. Sometimes I try to imagine him as Jace here doing this to me but then I feel guilty because it isn't him. After he does me it's my turn to do him. I always dread this part. He tells me where to slow down at and I always accidently have a few tears shed. After we shower he dresses me how he wants like a doll. I refuse to dress him because he isn't my Barbie Ken doll. He always argues with me but I stay stubborn and say "Hell no." This usually ends with him slapping me and I retaliate by hitting him then he just locks me here and goes out for the day, leaving me alone in the dark without food or water.
The day that I saw the light at the end of the tunnel was when he left me again but something was different. I noticed his jacket from last night was still here. He usually takes all his belongings with him because he always has weapons and keys on him. My faces lights up with a grin as I sprint across the room to his jacket. I check the first pocket finding a seraph blade and then the next one has a set of keys. "Yess oh my god thank you lord!" I praise. I grab some of the clothes he bought me and stuff them in a Jan sport backpack. I go to the door and try three keys before I get the right one. Having never been out of the room it takes me a while to find the front door. When I exit I am surprised to find myself still in New York "How stupid is my brother?" I say out loud. I grin again knowing exactly where I am and how to get back to the institute. I run slower than normal assuming I am out of shape due to my weight loss. When I turn the corner and see the top of the institute I cry tears of joy. I sprint as fast as I can down the street and up the steps to the doors and say the magical words that let shadowhunters into the institute. I enter the familiar elevator now having a full on mental breakdown. I exit and fall to my knees as I see Jace standing there with Alec and Isabelle, who look like they were about to go out. Jace stares at me for a second then realization kicks in and falls to the ground next to me and holds me.
"Clary! Am I dreaming?" He whispers into my ear. I am lost for words and seem to not be able to stop crying. I clench my tiny fists into Jaces shirt and I know I am ruining it with my tears so I hope this isn't a favorite shirt. I look up and notice Isabelle is crying and Alec is on the phone with someone with a big grin on his normally emotionless face. After about ten minutes of hugging and me sobering up enough to speak I finally say something. "Jace I thought about you every day I was held there! I drew you a thousand times and during everything he did to me I always kept you in my mind so I wouldn't break down and give up. I love you Jace Lightwood, Wayland, Herondale whatever you want to be called I love you." I jump into his arms and kiss him ferociously. I pull back and nuzzle my way into the crook of his neck. He laughs in my ear and says sweet nothings to me and has me mezmorized. I am home.
A/N: I know this was kinda dark and deep but i ended it happy! I hope you liked please review and let me hear your thoughts! Also give me some ideas on what to do with this story yall are very creative people! Please stay tuned i will update very soon since I am on Christmas break I have gobs of time! I LOVE YALL!