let me go

by unawareofreality

After clary's father mysteriously died she is sent to live with her mother and brother, whom she has not seen in almost 6 years. Clary is no longer the nerdy redhead with a mouth full of metal, but tries her her best to keep her past in Cali under wraps.((KEEP READING PAST CH1 IK IT SUCKS BUT IT GETS BETTER BY CHAPTER 2 I SWEAR.. PLEASE AND THAnK YOU))

1. Chapter 1

DISCLAIMER: i am not Cassandra Clare nor do i own any of her characters...i wish i did though.. looking at you Jace...first story, be nice.

The was hardly anyone on the highway that day, and this let me drive as fast as I could on my sleek black motorcycle. I shouted with glee (honestly it was something more along the lines of profanity) as I sped up and passed the bright glittery bike in front of me, the driver yelled something back back but I couldn't quite make it out. I raised a long slender hand over my head and lifted an even slender finger.

We stopped soon at a rest-stop close to Ohio and got some coffee from dd, Magus drowned his in sugar whereas I took my dark.

"Like her soul" Magnus told the cashier, a teen around 17 with dark hair and mocha eyes, flashing a smile at the boy. He laughed lightly and returned the smile, "Your clearly the opposite of your friend, are you from around here?" His voice was slightly raspy, probably from a cold.

"Sadly were not, we prefer the more remote highways in Florida." I had gotten tired of watching them shamelessly flirt and grabbed the coffees from the boy and dragged Magnus away, all the while he was slipping the boy his number and mouthing call me.

"Do you really have to flirt with every goddamned living organism to walk the face of the earth" I sighed as we got back on our bikes.

"Your no fun, you know that right?" He stuck his tongue out at me as he slung his leg over his bike. The smirk adorning his features disappeared as my fist drove into his shoulder. The look on his face was so amazing I had to grab my camera from my backpack and snap a pic so i could draw it later.

"Why must you do that" he sounded exasperated.

Ignoring his comment, I smirked, "First one to the house wins." i said whilst pulling on my helmet and reeving my engine. I left him alone as I sped off, though i could hear a faint "You're on" in the distance.

After a while it was only me and the gentle hum of my engine and my mind began to wonder. I hadn't seen my brother in 5 years and I sure as hell have changed a lot. There was a part of me the wasn't worried what he would think, and another that was. Above all of that though, was a sickening feeling in my stomach as I was reminded of what i had left behind in Cali.