A/N: Hey! So I thought it would be a good idea to introduce myself my name is Vic. I know that's a guy's name but my full name is Victoria. I'm a teenager and I live in the US and this isn't my first fanfic this is actually my third just I usually write on a different site. I would also like to point out that all pairings are the same pairings from the series so there's Clace, Malce, Sizzy in the story just mostly Clace. I don't know when I'll upload but it's probably going to be every other day! Daily might happen for a week or something just sometimes daily gets a bit too hard it makes writing feel like a chore and not something I do for fun.
Prologue:
Clary's P.O.V
"Valentine what do you think you're doing?!" I hear my mom yell from down stairs. You would think by now I would get used to the screaming fights my mom and dad have every night, but the truth is I'll never get over it nor will I ever forget. I should be happy that it's not like my father is beating my mom. "You ugly bitch! You don't get to fucking touch me!" I wince at the language my dad used but it's definitely not the first time he has cursed out my mom. The first time I was 13 and I could hear my mom crying. As I crept down the stairs I hear a loud crash and then my mom scream in pain. After that I don't just tip toe down the stairs I run.
I see my mom covered in tears, blood, and sweat. There's broken glass everywhere. It takes me time to comprehend what just happened because I'm so shocked. My parents look at me at the same time. I can imagine what they see. A girl no taller then 5'1, with wavy bright red hair and a spray of freckles all over her cheeks and dried tears all over her face. "Go back up stairs, Clary." My mom says too calm for the state that she's currently in. But before I could say 'no' my father grabs me by the shirt collar and pushes me to the wall. "I'm sick of playing 'daddy' and I'm sick of your mother, your brother, and you!" He screams the last word in my face. He lets go of me and goes upstairs. I'm scared to move. My mom comes to hug me when my dad gets out of sight. "I'm so so sorry Clary!" My mom cries into my hair, "he's a bad man and he's going to leave us." She says while moving to look me in the eye, "Mom, I'm not 10 years old stop talking to me like I am and tell me what's happening!" I said as firmly as I can while crying. "When everything settled I'll tell you baby." She says. My dad comes storming down the stairs and says at me and my mom, "I'm leaving." He just simply says calmly as if nothing had just happen, "Jocelyn, don't do anything I wouldn't want you to do." He walks out the door and then he was gone.
"Jonathan is at soccer practice right?" I say as I turn to look at my mother who has tears falling off her face. She opened her mouth to say yes when the front door opened to show a sweaty and red faced Jon. "Where's dad going?" Jon says before looking at me and my mom. He stares up to see us on the floor, with our mom cover in blood. "Dad's gone." She says calm and collected. When Jon went up stairs my mom told me the whole story. That not only did my parents scream at each other, but when me and Jon were asleep my dad would throw my mom into the basement and beat her to the point where she would past out and spend the night there. She didn't tell Jon that though. She just told him that they had disagreements and nothing else. And now I have to understand that I no longer have a full family. But did I ever really have one.
Present day:
Clary's P.O.V
"Clary are you done unpacking?" My mom says through the door of my new room. "Almost just do you know where the box that has my books is?"
"I don't honey. There's no boxes left, so you should check Jon's room." She as she walks down stairs probably to unpack the kitchen stuff. I sigh and walk down the hallway to my brothers room. My house is big I'm not going to lie and it's because my dad is a surgeon and has to give 50% of his earning to us and then plus my mom makes good money. I get to my brothers door and I make sure I knock. The last time I didn't knock on the door before going in I saw him doing something that involves lotion and tissues. "Come in!" He yells. I walk in and see he has definitely settled in. "Do you have any boxes you haven't gone through yet?"
"Yeah just hold on." He said as he walks to the other side of his room and brings out a box. But do note when he passed a mirror he could help but 'fix' his hair. "Here" he says as I check to see if it was my box. There my books were with my favorite book 'City of bones' right on top. "Thanks." But before I could grab the door knob Jon puts his hand on my shoulder and says, "This move is good for us, especially for mom. Just remember that, okay." This is the first time I have heard him speak seriously in a long time. Ever since my dad left Jon has always been able to cheer me up. I realize now it's because he has never really learned the full story of my mom and dad's fights. He will never understand what it's like knowing that your mom would get beaten until unconscious almost every night. "Yeah, um I got to go pick out an outfit for the first day of school tomorrow." I say leaving the room. I run back to mine and go through about thirty outfits before choosing a plain gray t-shirt dress with a blue flannel tied on my waist. And for shoes black combat boots. It's comfortable and plain so it's perfect for me. I think back to what Jon said. He's right this move is good for all of us. And right now all I have to do is wake up and go to school. Everything is going to be fine. As I fall into the bed I had just set up I felt myself slowly drifting away and eventually closing my eyes. Still dressed in my day clothes I fall asleep.
A/N: I really hope you enjoyed reading the first chapter of my new story as much as I did writing it. Please leave the review I love criticism and also if you have anything you want to say to me just message me. But I would like to point out that no way do I think I'm a good writer and I am writing the story for fun! Also I proofread this chapter as much as I could but there still may be mistakes so I'm so sorry for that. Also you can leave in the reviews what you would want my schedule to be. For an example if you want it to be weekly and have a really long chapter or like every other day but have a short chapter like this one with only 1 or 2 thousand words.