CPOV

I kept my head down and my books clutched tightly to my chest as I made my way through the busy school corridors. Jace was late and Simon, Izzy, Alec and Magnus were all on some sort of school trip.

As I turned the corner to get to my locker, none other than Aline the schools local bitch, walked straight into me. My books flew in every direction possible while Aline laughed. I got down on my knees and scrambled to pick up my books.

"Awww would you look at that girls poor little Cassie dropped her books" her group of copycats burst out laughing.

"Its Clary" I said getting to my feet.

"It speaks!" Aline mocked. She walked past me throwing me into the lockers.

"What the hell is your problem!" I shouted. "Your such a bitch and a slapper!" Aline whirled on me her face bright red and her anger at its peak.

"You take that back you little Skank" Aline exploded right before her hand connected with my face.

There was shocked gasps from bystanders as the sound reverberated throughout the now silent halls. Aline and I stared each other down, each giving the other their ultimate death glare.

I was considerably shorter than Aline especially in her six inch high stiletto heels that she insists on wearing to school. The heels, and the leather skirt that was so short it could have passed as a belt, made her look like the slapper she ultimately was.

"In that skirt, slapper was the nice way to put it" I sneered at her. I didn't think it was possible but Aline's face got a shade darker.

"Wow Aline red really isn't a good colour for you so maybe you should tone down the anger" there was bursts of laughter at my comment, which brought a smirk to my lips. The bell rang and the watching bystanders scattered for first period. Aline continued to glare at me as did her group of copycats. I made to push past her but she caught hold of my right arm and one of her Hench whores, as Jace and I call them, took my left. They dragged me outside into the parking lot. I couldn't see much of the lot since the hood from my jumper was pulled over my head and down over my eyes. Since it was 7 to 1 the odds weren't looking good for me.

They pounded on me for 10 minutes straight before they left me against the school wall and walked of.

I was bleeding from various spots all over my body, and I felt like one giant bruise. My left eye was swelling shut and I had a burst lip. I lifted my shirt up a little to reveal a blueing along my ribs. My head was throbbing and I lifted a hand to the pain and drew my hand away bloody. I groaned and rolled over. I lost consciousness.

JPOV

I flew into the school parking lot a full ten minutes after the late bell had rang. Great I was late again, Clary was going to kill me. I slammed out of the car and jogged over to the door. Just as I was about to enter the building I heard a groan from my left. I turned and noticed a body slumped at the wall. I raced over and bent down, rolling the groaning girl over so I could see her. The hood from the jumper she had been wearing fell away from her head and I gasped at the red hair that spilled over my hand. The hair of my best friend.

"Clary! Clary! Wake up! Please come on, its me Jace! Wake up!" I was frantic now she had a cut on her head that was slowly oozing blood and her face and body was covered in bruises. I looked around me for someone to help but the place was a ghost town, there wasn't a soul around. I picked Clary up bridal style and jogged back to my car and carefully lowered her into the backseat of the car and flew into the drivers seat. I drove home possible breaking every traffic law ever made, but I didn't quite care. Looks like I wasn't making it to school anyway.

2 hours later

I knew I should have taken her to the hospital but I know she despises them to hell and back. She is my best friend and seeing her lying there bloody and broken just tore my heart to pieces. I honestly thought she was dead. Oh God what if she had died? How would I have coped? My life wouldn't be worth living if Clary wasn't in it. I heard a groan come from the couch and turned to see Clary trying to lift herself up.

"Hey, hey. Don't try to get up. Here let me help" I rushed over and helped her into a sitting position.

"Ow Ow!" she burst into tears and continued to sob onto my shoulder.

"Shhhh its ok Clary, its ok" I stroked her hair in an attempt to calm her down and it seemed to be working. Her sobs lessened and became choked little hiccups.

"Hey are you ok?" I smacked myself in the forehead, of coarse she wasn't ok she's just been beat up. "Sorry stupid question" I mumbled. She laughed a little.

"Yes, Jace im fine. Just a little sore is all" she smiled at me. Well as much as her busted lip would let her.

"Who did this to you Clary, tell me because im not letting them off with doing this to you" I clenched my fists at my sides thinking of the awful things I would do to the bastard when I caught up to him.

Clary laughed again. "There's not much you can do, Jace" what? Does she think im just going to let whoever did this off the hook?

"Yes Clary I am, im going to hurt the bastard who did this to you. You're my best friend, and its so not ok"

"Bitch" Clary whispered through my teeth.

"Huh?" I asked.

"Bitch. As in queen bitch, Aline" I blew out a breath. There really wasn't much I could do. Until Isabelle came home.

"Right well you're going to stay with me for a week or so" I got up and walked into the kitchen to make us both a cup of coffee.

"Im perfectly fine at my own house, Jace!" Clary called, rather weakly, from the sofa in the living room.

"Im not leaving you on your own in that state" I yelled back to her.

Later that evening

I had put Clary into my bed that night and decided to crash on the couch so I didn't roll on her in the middle of the night. I was still thinking that maybe she would have been better off in a hospital but she seemed fine just now.

I was beginning to drift of to sleep when my phone buzzed on the coffee table. I flopped of the couch and made a grab for the damn thing. I really couldn't be bothered with anyone right now. I looked at the caller ID and groaned inwardly. I flipped the phone open.

"What do you want Izzy?" I snapped.

"I was just checking up on you, to see how you were" I could actually hear the pout in Izzy's voice.

"No, you were calling to brag about how great the school trip to Paris is" I knew Izzy like the back of my hand.

"Oh alright. You don't know what your missing Jace! Its brilliant!" the squeal from the other end of the line almost shattered his eardrums.

"Well I wasn't leaving Clary on her own. And right now im kinda glad I stayed" I snapped again.

"Did something happen? Are you ok? Is Clary?" Isabelle's voice was frantic and had climbed an octave.

"Relax Izzy, everything is fine" no need to ruin her fun in Paris.

"Well if you say so" she seemed reluctant to believe the bullshit I had fed her, but still.

"Well I'll talk to you later Iz" and with that I snapped the phone shut and threw in back onto the coffee table. I looked at my bedroom door, to where Clary had fallen asleep. I didn't want to leave her all by herself after what happened.

With that thought in mind I got up and eased my way quietly into my bedroom and shut the door behind me. Clary was lying on the right side of the bed so I climbed in the left side and snuggled close to her. Close enough that I could feel her body heat but not close enough to hurt her. With Clary's safety in my mind I feel asleep to her soft breathing.

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