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One Step Ahead Of You
I ran, i just ran. I have to find him. I need him. I checked in every possible room that i passed. There cant be a mistake. He has to be here somewhere. I felt the anxiety creep up, i needed to see him, i needed to be with him. I turned towards the left corridor , opened the first door. No thats not the room. The next door i opened had an old couple who looked up in confusion as i ran inside and opened the curtain that seperates their bed from the bed near the window. The bed was empty. The blankets crumbled up. " has someone been here recently ? Im sorry its an emergency i need to find someone " i aske them. " this handsome young man was there just a while ago sweetheart. Said he had to find someone right when he woke up, i told him to lay down but he wouldnt listen," the old women said. " do you know which way he went ?" I asked. " im sorry i only know e turned to the right." She told me . "Thank you , thank you very much ," i said. I walked towards the door as i opened it i heard her tell me " dont let him go, reach him, get to him." I turned around. "Thank you" i ran out of the room, and went straight. He has to be around here he couldnt have gotten very far i already checked the rooms from where i came from. I need to get to him.
I went straight from the room i woke up in. I ha to find her . The pain in my side increased as i moved more . I lifted up the "dress" the nurses ha put on me, i looke at the bandage on my stomach. It had pin points of blood surfacing. Shit. I kept on walking at least in a way were i wouldnt feel so much pain. Where was she ? Was she looking for me too? I need to find her ... Before its too late. Every step brought excruciating pain, i knew it wasnt long before i wouldnt be able to walk . I turned right on the corridor. There she is . "CLARY!" I yelled at her . She turned around before closing the door to another patients room. It felt like a thousand years passed before we both finally started walking towards each other. The unbroken stare between us. I took her all in , that fiery red hair the captivating green eyes. God shes beautiful. Finally. We reached each other i couldnt get enough courage to reach out to her . Dammit sebastian whats your problem ?! All i could do was croak out a simple clary.
"Clary..." He whispered. I could feel his breath on me, desperate and ragged. "Sebastian..." I looked away, i cant look at him. I cant see his face. It was my fault that hes like this . My fault that its ended this way. "Clary...clary look at me. Please." I looked up at him, taking in his brown eyes the way his shaggy brown hair fell over his forehead. "Sebastian i cant... Im so sorry" gently he put his palm on my cheek, his touch blazing on my cheek." Its all your fault" his touch became hard and cold his fingers digging into my face. " sebastian? Whats going on? Sebastion i thought.." I told him confused. His fingers were hurting me now i could feel the bruising coming. " its all your fault clary" he said his eyes distant and cold. I pushed against his stomach, my hands felt wet, i looked down at them covered in blood." Sebastian ? Whats going on ? Youre bleeding ! SEBASTIAN ! YOUR BLEEDING!" I yelled at him as he crumpled o the ground in a pool of blood . " its...all..your...fault.." He said through raged breathes, struggling for life. Out of the corner of my eye i saw movement i turned around hoping that someone heard me, i saw my Jonathon standing there."Jonathon please help us please you have to help sebastian. Jonathon dont just stand there go get help!" i yelled at him. What was wrong with him? he just stood there looking at me. Thats when he clutched his chest and red started to cover his shirt. "Jonathon ? JONATHON!" i ran to him catching his fall. Jonathon i need to help, i put my head against his chest. It wasnt moving... it cant be...he's not dead he can't be dead."Somebody help! Help us ! Please! Somebody! " i screamed, laying in his blood my hands covered in it. Every possible bone in my body hurt, i couldnt breathe it was like i was choking on my own air. That's when finally I screamed.
I woke up panting, covered in sweat. Again... The same dream again the same dream ive been having since... Since the accident. I checked the clock. 2 am... Its two in the morning. I cant handle it for much longer, at this rate im going to go crazy. I grabbed the pills on my night stand and the bottle of water i always had. After a few min of restlessness i finally fell asleep. I didnt realize it until my alarm clock was ringing. I lay in bed for a few min. When will these dreams stop? Its already been 8 months since it happened. Shouldnt they have stopped already? I felt like my world was falling apart. Ugh school. Finally deciding if i didnt get up soon mo would kill me. I walked over to my dresser pull ouot who knows what, not like i cared about looking good for someone. i pulled on the jeans and t-shirt. I stopped to look at the picture i had from my cheerleading days back when everything was easy, when i was popular and had more friends than you could imagine. i sighed heavily and took the picture and threw it away. I brushed my tangled red mane without looking in the mirror. It seemed like as time passed i stopped looking in mirrors, i couldnt stand to see myself. I grabbed my things and went down stairs. " Finally the queen has awakened and decided to join us the commoners," Simon said. Simon was my bestfriend since i could remember. He was the tall, geeky, and nerdy type of guy. And for all i knew i was his only friend. He pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, and and snorted. One of his many old habits. He through me a poptart as i walked by. "You ready? " i asked him. " Am i ready? i should be asking you that. By the way your mom left early and told me to tell you not to wait she has like a launching party or something for her art work," he told me as we walked out of my small town house. We got into his old beatup volvo and finally drove off to school. My mind oblivious to anything he was saying, just thinking about getting the day over with. Finally we arrived at school, the home of the Centurions other wise known as Charles W. High school; licated in New York City. " Hey sorry to interrupt your oh so glum mood but what are our plans for after school by the way? Do you wanna stop by Taki's or soemthing? "Simon asked me as we made our way into the hallways towards our class. " Uhm im not sure Si im not very feeling today you know? I think i might just go home after this if thats okay with you..." i told him as i desperately tried to maneuver my way through people who were twice my size. Oh the wonders of being 5'0 *Internal sigh*. " What? seriously clary you said youd hang out today remember? oh wait you dont cause youve been putting it off for so long. Be grateful that you have such an amazing, understanding, and extremely awesome bestfriend like me or else i shall not know what will become off you, " he said with his hand covering his face in a dramtic way. Gosh he was so dramatic but i loved him and i knew he was right i dont know what i'd do without him. " Hey! stop being so dramatic you know ill make it up to you , ahahha" i said. " Oh! thanks for the ride by the way. i think im gonna walk home today. see ya!" i waved him goodbye as the first bell rang. The rest of the day was a blur. I didnt glance or look at anyone not even when i heard them murmuring about me as i walked down the aisle. Not even when i passed my old group of friends on the sqaud, who were full of pity for me to even treat me the same. I walked out of the door to my last class and felt myself hit some thing hard, or someone. The impact jolted me out of my thoughts and without looking up i murmered a hurried sorry.I tried to walk out of the class but the exit was blovked. " Is that your way of saying your sorry? You should learn to talk louder or else not even the bugs in this room will hear you ," a mocking voice said. " Look i said im sorry now can you get out of my way ?" i told him in an irritated way, still not looking at him. He moved out of the way letting me go through not before making sure for me to hear his chuckle. Who was that guy, he was so irritating just like everyone else was. Lately everyone seemed to be irrating or maybe it was just me. For some reason i felt thankful for him, for talking to me like a normal human being, not the depressed sulky girl that everyone seemed to ignore and had pity for. I walked out of the hallway that led to the parking lot. I made my way halfway out of the parking lot when i heard a honk. I looked up and realized that i wasnt looking out for the cars and almost got hit by a girl with an expensive Lexis. " Hey shortie!Watch out will you? You almost made me scrape the paint off my car. Jezz dont people look out where they are going? By the way what's your name?" The girl asked me sticking her head out her window. She had long jet black hair and was easily the prettest thing in this parking lot.. atleast compared to the people i know. I wonder if she's new ? "Sorry I didn't mean to i guess i was just a little to distracted.. I'm really sorry. Uhm my name is Clarissa Morgenstern.."i told her moving out of the street so the other cars could pass by. "Right Clarissa. Hop in ill Give you a ride see if that'll keep you from getting almost run over," she said with the brightest smile ever. I went over and got i the car. It was an absoulte mess, there were shoes,clothes, makeup, and who knows what in the car. "I'm Isabelle Lightwood by the way I'm new in town. Just moved here," said isabelle with a warm smile. She seemed nice maybe a little on the crazy side considering her outfit which included a black mini skirt, high boots, and a tight black shirt. She had pretty heavy ake up or atleast to me it was since i abrely wore any make up but she pulled off the look. She was beautiful. " Really? well nice to meet you isabelle," i told her. I gave her the directions to my house. " woah...ahah seems to me that we're neighbors. This is gonna be awesome. You know what your'e coming over. dont worry you live like across the street i doubt itd matter. So its decided your'e coming over!" she said with a squeal before i could protest. We arrived at her house, and i looked over at my house, well in anycase i could just leave at any moment. There was a moving truck in front of her parking lot. We got out of the car and walked around it, hearing voices coming from inside the truck and a loud thud. "Fuck!" the strangely familiar voice sad. I followed isabelle over to the truck, closed boxes were every where and in midst of all of them was a someone. Someone who looked strangely slightly familiar. the Person turned around. "You ! First you run into me and now your'e following me home ? I knew you'd come around sooner or later," the boy said. this time i actually looked at him, maybe a little to closely, god he was beautiful. Golden blonde hair that curled in by his ears, mysterious captivating golden eyes, and an attitude that said nothing more than cockiness and asshatyness. " I dont even know you what are you talking about?! What are YOU doing here?" i asked him slightly embarassed looking away from him. I know he saw me checking him out form that devilish smirk he had on his face. " This,clary, is my asshole of a brother Jace. Jace stop being such an ass to my only friend i have will ya? or ill beat the hell out of you later," Isabelle threatened.