A/N Okay dearies, this story takes place after COHF, except there is a few differences. For starters, Clary is Isabelle's parabatai. I love the relationship between them, so therefore, boom, parabatai, done. The big change here, is there is no Simon. No Sizzy! The world will end! But seriously, I love Simon, I love Sizzy, I just didn't want to write something like that. That's about all, I hope you enjoy. Oh! There is also a reference in this, if you get it you're awesome.
Isabelle POV:
Drunk, yes. Slightly dizzy, yes. But not alert? Well, yes. I was stumbling back hone after a night at Pandemonium. Dancing, drinking, and more drinking. I giggle, and keep walking home. The Institute wasn't too far, maybe four or five blocks. I could make it. I stare at my parabatai rune. I wonder if the bond is making Clary as buzzed as I am. Clary drunk⦠that would be funny. Someone rests their hand on my shoulder, and I turn around with a half assed grin. It fades once I feel cold steel on my throat.
"Do what I say, or die." His deep voice growls in my ear. Holy shit, he was going to rape me. Holyshitholyshitholyshit. Panic sweeps over me, and I frantically looked for anything to help myself. Like an idiot, I left my whip at home, and of course I didn't glamour myself. I'm an idiot! He half drags, half carries me into an alley. I thrash around, but the more I did, the more the knife dug into my skin.
"Awe come on. Be a good little slut." He says, pinning me to the wall. I begin to cry. Despite what everyone thought, I was a virgin. Sure I flirted, and am admittedly a tease, but still a virgin.
"Please." I beg, finding my voice. "Don't do this." He says nothing as he proceeded to unzip his pants, and tug off my dress. I sob, knowing my pleading was worthless. He raped me, while I was pinned uselessly to a wall with a knife at my throat. The sick bastard of a man raped me.
"You were such a good little whore." He whispered in my ear, zipping up his pants again. He kissed me roughly, and strolled out of the alley. I hurt, everywhere. I didn't bother looking down. I knew blood coated my legs, and I knew that my virginity was gone. I knew I was broken. As I slipped away from consciousness, I heard footsteps, and someone turned my body over, so l was faced with a pair of beautiful grey eyes.
Relatively short, I promise the chapters will get longer, and yes, the person with the grey eyes will reappear, and will be Izzy's love interest! Until then dearies.
