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Hey guys. I know I should be finishing my City of Series but I wanted to see what response this story would get. Thanks to TheFantasyRocker for giving me the idea for this story. Also sorry to brag but I just saw Mockingjay part One and I am so happy they stayed fateful to the book. :D Sorry off topic. Hope you all enjoy this new story. And if you are reading my other story as well, I should be updating soon, hopefully.
Her Snow White Prince.
Chapter One: Unexpected Accidents.
The winter snow fell to the ground, covering the surface in a blanket of cold white ice. Clary let out a breath, watching the air turn white as it came out of her mouth kind of like what smokers would do. She rubbed her hands together trying to keep warm, even though she had gloves on. She didn't notice him until he held the steaming cup of hot coffee in front of her face. Clary smiled thankfully as she took the foam cup from her best friend.
"Thanks, Si," Clary said as she took a small sip from her coffee, still waiting for it to cool. Although in this weather it wouldn't take long. "No problem, Morgenstern," Simon shrugged, trying to keep his giant puffy coat on his skinny shoulders.
Clary sighed sadly as she look out at the winter 'wonder land' before her. Clary hated winter. Not because it was too cold, that snow was irritating because of where it landed or that she had to wear the ugliest clothes in order to stay warm. It was because the snow made the roads icy and that was how her parents died four years ago. They were going to the store to rent a new movie for her and Jonathan to watch, but then a truck slipped as it was turning and smashed into the side of the car. Killing her mother instantly. Her father though lived for about six hours after the crash before he died on a hospital bed. Two weeks from now would be the anniversary of their death. Clary frowned at the memory and took a sip of her coffee.
"I should start to get home, Jonathan will get worried," Clary said as she walked over to a metal bin and dumped her, now empty foam cup into the empty bin. Simon drank the remaining bits of his coffee and dumped the cup as well.
"Do you want a lift, or are you going to walk?" Simon asked, taking his keys out his pocket and jingling them around.
Clary roll her eyes and walked up to his car, brushing the snow off of the wind shield before both jumping into the car. Simon quickly fumbled with the heater as he started the car. Clary moaned as the warm air hit her frozen face.
Simon backed out of the park and began to slowly drive.
"You know what's the perfect song to go with this weather," Clary said suddenly, reaching into her pocket for her phone and looking through her play list. "Oh god, you don't mean…"
"Oh yes I do," Clary cut him off as she pressed play on her phone and 'Let it go' started to play. She smiled, knowing Simon hated the song because of home much everyone talked about the movie and just to add to the effect she started to sing along.
"A kingdom of isolation, and it looks like I'm the queen. The wind is howling like the swirling storm inside, couldn't keep it in heaven knows I've tried. Don't let them in, don't let them see. Be the good girl you always have to be. Conceal don't feel, don't let them know, well now they know. Let it go, let it go. Can't hold it back anymore…"
"Okay that song is really getting on my nerve. Why is it so popular?" Simon complained, Clary turned down the volume a little.
"Because it's Disney and everyone loves Disney," Clary smiled.
"Well 'Let it go' is way better than that 'do you want to build a snowman?' literally it was the middle of summer in two of the scene of that music video and she just kept saying it. If she didn't come out for her parent's funeral she isn't going to come out to build a fucking snowman with you."
"Doesn't have to be a snowman," Clary giggled childishly.
Simon gave her one glare and wouldn't talk to her for the rest of the drive. Which was although awkward but amusing at the same time.
Simon pulled up in front of Clary and her older brother's apartment. "Thanks for the ride home, Si," Clary said as she unbuckled her seat belt and exited the car.
"Well it's been the first time in forever since I've dropped you home." Clary looked at Simon with a questionable look and he shrugged and let out a lifeless laugh. "Not all the songs from that movie were completely terrible." With that he pulled the car out of park and drove off.
Clary stood there in shock for a moment, before heading up to the door of her and her brother's small apartment.
Clary and Jonathan had to start renting an apartment, not being able to afford to keep their previous home that they lived in with their parents. It wasn't the best of places to live in, but with the income Jonathan and herself were getting it would have to do.
Clary fiddled with her keys in the lock and sighed in frustration as she tried to turn the crappy handle. It was either stuck again or the door handle was frozen. Just then the door felt open as Clary pulled out her keys. Standing behind the door was none other than her older brother.
"Lock stuck, again," Jonathan smirked as he let his sister into the slightly warmer apartment. Clary quickly hurried in and threw her snow jacket off, along with her scarf and beanie.
"Or it's just this really stupid weather," Clary complained as she threw her jacket and everything else onto the dining table.
Jonathan laughed as he walked over and ruffled his little sister's bright red mess of hair. "Don't worry I'll try and fix it as soon as I can." Jonathan said as he gave her a wink.
Just then Clary felt two arms grab her around her waist and start to lift her into the air. She squealed and squirmed as she tried to get away from the person tickling her from behind. "Hey beautiful," said a voice from behind her, with a strong English accent. Clary gave him a light hit on the arm as she turned around. "You are so childish Jace."
"Please baby, I know you love me," Jace said as he leaned down and pulled her into a kiss, which she returned instantly. Loving the feel of Jace's warm soft lips against her still half frozen ones.
Jonathan now stood on the other side of the room, arms folded in front of his chest and a blank expression over his face. He had become a master of not showing true emotions over the years.
He knew how much he hated it, but he couldn't turn his eyes away from the scene in front of him. His best friend and little sister, embraced in a passionate kiss before him. Oh how sickening it was to his eyes. Jace didn't deserve her, she was too good for him. But Clary couldn't see it. She had always been too blinded by the charms of the golden boy, like every other girl he has used and dumped at the drop of a hat.
How he would kill to be the one whose lips were pressed against her soft pink ones. How many lives he would take just to hold her as close as his golden friend could. Who he would kill to be the one who caused the moans of pleasure his little sister would make under him. The things he would do just to have her.
Jonathan cleared his throat, loudly. Catching the two teenager's attention. "Jace you're my friend and all, but dude that is my little sister," Jonathan pointed out as he walked over to the fridge and pulled out a can of coke, cracking the top open and taking a big drink from it.
Jace stepped away from Clary, but not before giving her one last peck on the lips.
"You don't have to be so over protective, Jonathan," Clary said as she walked over to her older brother and grabbed the can of coke from his hands, and taking a drink from it. Jonathan gave her a jokingly evil glare as she took sips of his coke.
"Well, since father isn't here I think it is best that I take up the job of killing off any boy who hurts you in anyway," Jonathan says, now looking at Jace. Clary rolled her eyes and handed the now half empty can of coke back to her brother.
"Well I better start getting home, mum will fucking freak if I'm gone any longer," Jace said, walking over to the lounge and grabbing his jacket he threw there earlier and slid it up his arms. He then walked over to Clary and placed a kiss on her cheek. Jace had caught the evil glare Jonathan was giving him and smirked, "Oh I'm sorry, did you want a good bye kiss too?"
"You only offered because you want to do it," Jonathan said, causing Clary to laugh.
He loved it when his little sister laughed, it brought him joy knowing the one person he truly loved in this world was happy. Even after all they had been through.
Jace exited the apartment, closing the door behind him.
Jonathan looked up at Clary and bit his lower lip. Every time they were alone together he had always gone over ways he could confess his feelings towards her. But he knew deep in his heart she wouldn't feel the same way, she would be disgusted by him because of the fact that they're blood.
"Hey, wanna go to taki's for dinner?" Jonathan asks Clary, catching her attention.
"Sure. I'm sick of both our cooking anyway. I mean let's face it, we can't make toast without burning it," Clary laughed as she walked into her room to get changed into something better then what she was wearing.
"Hey I make a mean burned toast," Jonathan says as he walks over and sits himself on the lounge.
"Yeah, it's so mean it punched my gut from the inside," Clary laughed from her bedroom.
Jonathan smirked and turned on the small television, watching the first show that had come on. Until Clary walked out of the room. "I'm ready." Clary announced as she walked over to her older brother.
Jonathan looked up at her and it took all of his power not to jump up press her against the wall and take her right there, roughly and hard. She was wearing a black long sleeved shirt, although not revealing but it clung to her body showing off her curves and the shape of her breast. She also had on some baggy jeans, which looked really familiar.
"Hope you don't mind but I had to borrow a pair of your jeans," that's why they looked familiar. "None of mine are as warm as yours."
Jonathan smiled to himself as he walked over and grabbed the car keys. "Well let's get going now shall we."
They arrived at taki's just as the sun started to set, since they basically lived on the other side of town.
The siblings walked in and sat at a booth together, both on opposite sides of the table. Soon a waitress came to the table with a note book and pen in her hand. Jonathan could easily see that she was checking him out, but he had no interest in her.
"Hi my name is Aline and I'll be taking your order today," she said, with a really bubbly attitude.
Since both Jonathan and Clary came here often they just ordered what they would usually order, for Jonathan a steak and fries. For Clary a hamburger with fries and a coffee. Once their orders arrived both teenagers dug in, not really much conversation was happening between the two. Until Clary spoke up.
"Did you see that chick checking you out?" Clary smirked as she bit into a chip she was holding in her hand.
"Who? Alex?"
"Aline," Clary corrected him.
"Right. Yeah I saw it." Jonathan shrugged. Clary gave him the look that said 'well…' Jonathan caught on and replied with. "I'm into someone else."
"Really?" Clary said surprisingly, she had never actually heard of her brother having a crush on anyone, just girls having one on him. "Who is it?"
Jonathan's face paled and his stomach felt like it was twisting in knots. It felt like his whole body had just stopped working at those words. He didn't know whether it was the time to tell her or not. Could he really take her rejection? Her disgust. What would happen after he told her? Taking a deep breath and finding his words again he said.
"No one. Are you ready to leave?"
Clary looked at him oddly, she could sense the discomfort coming from him. He even sounded a little mad when he spoke. Clary decided to drop the conversation and eat the last chip on the plate. "Yep."
The ride home felt awkward for both the siblings. They hadn't said a word since they had both gotten in the car. Jonathan pulled up at a traffic light and sighed as he watched cars drive by through the foggy wind shield.
"Jon," Clary suddenly said breaking the silence and catching the attention of her older brother. "I just want you to know that, you can tell me anything and I'll never see you in any different way. You can be with anyone you love and no one should stop you…."
"Wait what?" Jonathan said, suddenly confused at where his little sister was actually going with this conversation.
"I'm just saying that it's okay if you're gay. 'Cause there is nothing wrong with that…"
"Stop right there. I'm not gay, I'm as straight as a pole." Jonathan pointed out.
"Then why is it so hard for you to tell me who you like?" Clary asked.
Suddenly Jonathan leaned towards Clary and pulled her into a soft kiss. Clary let out a short gasp and immediately push her older brother away from her.
Jonathan could see it on her face as clear as day, disgust. "What the fuck is wrong with you Jonathan?" Clary screamed in anger as she wiped her lips with the back of her hand. Clary started to unbutton her seat belt so she could exit the vehicle and walk the rest of the way, not wanting to be in the same car as him.
"Clary. I love you."
Clary gasped. But not because of his words. Behind the car was a giant truck, honking its horn as it sped down the road. Jonathan tried to drive the car out of the way, but it was too late. The front end of the truck smashed the back of their car in. The force from the truck sent their car rolling ahead. All the glass from the windows broke sending shards flying into the air, cutting both the siblings skin.
From the jolt the truck gave them sent their bodies forward along with the car. The seat belt stopped Jonathan's body from moving forward any more than it already had, but he couldn't say the same of his baby sister. Clary's body jolted around then she went head first through the wind shield. Shards of glass flew through the air as Clary's head broke the wind shield. The car then hit the side of a building bringing it to a complete stop.
Jonathan forced himself to keep his eyes open, but it was much more difficult than he expected. He saw people running towards the car with phones out. Some taking pictures and others actually trying to get help to come. A man came and opened the door to Jonathan's side. "Sir are you alright?" the man asked worriedly.
His vision was going blurry, Jonathan didn't know whether it was from the blood loss or the concussion but he finally let his eyes close. To let the darkness take him.
His eyes fluttered open. All around him he could see white, a white room, he was in white clothes and for a second he thought he was dead. Until he saw the machines hooked up to him.
Then a woman walked into the room. Her skin was pale which really made her obsidian hair stand out, along with her bright blue eyes. She wore a lot of white and had her hair tied back into a pony tail. She was looking at a clip board at the end of the bed he was laying in. then she looked up.
"Hi Jonathan, my name is Doctor Lightwood. But you can call me Mayrse. Do you remember anything of the accident?" Mayrse asked as she remained at the end of the bed looking at Jonathan through her blue eyes.
"I remember driving home with my sister and….Clarissa, shit. Is she alright? I need to see her," Jonathan panicked as he threw off his covers and tried to jump from his bed. Most of the tubes hooked to him prevented him from moving anywhere.
Mayrse quickly rushed to Jonathan's side and tried to push him back onto the bed. "Jonathan, please calm down. Clarissa is fine, she is just resting."
Jonathan relaxed a little. Mayrse could tell by the way he leaned back into the bed, but she could still feel that he was tense. Not being able to see his sister, she's not surprised that he was tense.
Jonathan let himself fall back onto the bed, as he did so Mayrse came around to his right and fixed up the IV on his right arm. "Can I go and see her?" Jonathan asked as he looked at Mayrse.
"You seem to be in a stable condition. I guess I can make an acceptation, seeing as you two are all you have." Mayrse said as she walked over to a small storage cupboard in the room and wheel out a wheel chair.
Jonathan got up from his bed, with the help from Mayrse, and sat himself down in the wheel chair. Since the IV had wheels on the bottom of it he was able to drag it alongside them as he let Mayrse push him in the chair. They exited the room and walked down a hallway, it was full of doctors and nurses pushing patients around in wheel chairs or pushing carts full of medical items around.
Finally they came to rest at a door marked '134'. "Why was her room so far from mine?" Jonathan asked.
"Because her wounds where far more deadly than your own, and these room are closer to the operating rooms," Mayrse explained as she opened the door and wheeled Jonathan through.
The room wasn't much different from his own, it still smelt like cleaning supplies and medicine. But then again wasn't that the whole hospital smell in general. Jonathan looked towards his sister, who by now was wake and staring out her window at the snow, she seemed so fascinated in it. Didn't she hate the snow? Jonathan remembered.
"I'll leave you two alone for a moment," Mayrse said as she wheel Jonathan close up to the bed where Clary was laying. Mayrse then walked over to the door and exited, closing the door behind her.
"Clary, are you alright?" Jonathan asked, worry running through him as he looked up at his little sister.
"Who's asking?" she asked as she looked over at Jonathan, confusion and question in her emerald green eyes.
"What do you mean Clary? It's me Jonathan," he said, hoping she was just joking, like they did when they were young.
"Jonathan?" she asked. More trying to tell herself that then actually pointing it out.
"Do you remember me, or anything?"
"Yes, I remember you. I remember you saying that… you love me and then waking up to a nice man hooking this thingy up to me." Clary explained. "You said that you love me, so does that mean you're like my boyfriend or something?"
Jonathan froze in shock. She didn't remember the real him. She knew the small details but she didn't know the biggest thing of all. They were related, and he was committing a sin by loving her the way he did.
Jonathan looked up into her soft hopefully eyes and let a small smile spread across his face as he nodded in answer to her question. "Yes I'm your boyfriend," he said as he leaned up and cupped her cheek, letting her lean into his hand. "And I love you, so much."
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I really hope you guys like my new story. Should I continue? Also not long ago was my birthday :D so for a late birthday present could I get 10 reviews. Please to tell me if I should continue or not. :)
-TJ Morgenstern.