I do not own the Mortal Instruments, Cassandra Clare does.I hope you enjoy the story. I decided to write another story except for my other one called Forever and Always for those who have not read it I recommend reading it.I hope you enjoy please review,follow,or you for reading, Love ya.-zoey5211
Clary's POV
I had to get out or he would catch me.
I opened the bedroom door.I was scared out of my ever living mind, was he going to pop out at me? I had a backpack slung over my shoulders.I tip-toed out of the room and into the the kitchen,grabbed a huge wat of cash,and ran out the door.I ran to to my motorcycle.
I sat on the seat started the motorcycle and then took off down the road.I never intend to see my father again he was a bastard, and a filthy one at that.I rode to the airport.
When I arrived at the air port I had to say goodbye to my motorcycle.I walked up to the man at the front desk and said,
"Hi, I need one ticket to New York City please." I smiled at him.
"I need to see your driver's licence please and will you paying with cash,credit,or debit?"
"Here is my licence and I will being paying in cash." I handed him the licence,
"How much is is?" I asked.
"One hundred and twenty two dollars is your total." I handed him the exact amount. I payed in cash just in case my father tried to track me. He handed me my ticket and I took off to the gate.
"Flight 77 will be leaving in five minutes." said the robotic voice.I looked down at my ticket to see what number my plain was number 77, I took off in a sprint towards the gate.
"Here is my ticket." I said to the attendant handing her my looked at and said,
"You're welcome to go on board,thank you for flying with us,and have a nice day." she smiled at me.
"You too, thank you." I said being polite even though I was getting irritated.I walked onto the plane before she could say anything else to me. Seat A3, I walked to my seat to find a golden boy sitting in my way of getting to my was looking out the open window with headphones in his ears.
"Excuse me," I said tapping tapping his shoulders lightly "Do you mind if I get through to my seat really quick?" He turned his head and looked at me, his eyes widened in shock.Those golden eyes.He grinned at me saying,
"Sure, sorry about that." now he was smiling instead of pulled his knees up like it was no problem at all.
"Thank you." I said sitting down next to him. "Hi nice to meet you, I'm Clarissa but my friends call me Clary or Clare."
"Clarissa what a wonderful name, can I call you Clarissa?" he asked.
"Sure." wow I just meat him and now I am letting him call me by my full name, the one I this was the effect he had on me I wanted him around me more often. "Well, now that you know my name, what is your's?" I asked.
"My name is Jace, it is a pleasure to meet you." he said.
"You too." his golden eyes were staring at me in astonishment.
"What is it?" I asked.
"What is what?" he asked honestly confused.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" I smiled at him and his smile that had been plastered on his face widened.
"Well, do you want the truth or a pathetic lye?" he asked.
"I want the honest to god truth." I said to him.
"When I looked at you you were the most beautiful person I have ever seen." I was blushing furiously by the time he finished.
"What do you think of me?" he asked honestly want a answer.
"I think you look god awful." I joked not being able to help it. We stared at each other for a put on a fake look that said I am started laughing like a bunch of fools.
"Honestly, I think you look like a golden god and a handsome one at that." I told him exactly what I was thinking of him at the did I just say that? I thought to myself.
"Why, thank you." he said in a fake southern accent. I laughed like I have never laughed before. How could a person make someone so happy?
"So are you moving to New York or just visiting?" Jace asked flipped his golden hair out of his eyes.That golden hair was gorgeous.
"I am moving to New York, what are you doing?" I asked full of hope.
"I am going to visit my aunt." my heart sank.
"Do you know of any good places for me to rent an apartment?" I asked.I was going to need somewhere to live if I decided to stay for a while.
"Yes actually I do." he smiled at me. He was up to something, I don't know how I knew I just did. "There are a few apartment buildings next to my aunts house.I can ask her to see if there are any rooms available."
"Thank you so much, I would really appreciate that." I said to him.
"You are going to need a ride once we get there right because if you do you can hitch a ride with me on my motorcycle, do you need a ride?" he asked me.
"Yes, wait how is your motorcycle already at the airport?" I asked him.
"I tell my aunt when I am coming to visit so she gets her son to ride it over while she follows him in her car." he smiled at me.
"Well doesn't that take a lot of her time?Why doesn't she just pick you up from the airport?" I asked.
"Well I normally don't spend much time at her house. I like to go to the bar and prepare myself for her wrath so she drops it off so I can take my sweet time to get ready." he said in a serious voice.
"That is funny." I said.
"Would you like to join me for a ride afterwards?" he asked.
"Why, I would love to." I was my turn to put on a fake accent, he laughed at my awful attempt to.I playfully slapped him on the arm.Good lord, his arms are muscular.We finally quieted down he took out his headphones and I faced the window.
After about five minutes he started to tickle me.I was freakishly ticklish.
"Uncle,uncle!" I tried not to scream, he stopped.
"Jace" I asked "How old are you?"
"I am twenty two. How about you?" he asked after he answered me.
"I am twenty one but my birthday is in a week so we are almost the same age." I smiled at him not feeling the slightest bit looked like he wanted to ask me something.
"Do you want to listen?" he handed me one of his ear buds and he kept the other one for us to put our ears almost was listening to Timber by Pitbull and Kesha.
"I love this song!It is my favorite." he looked at me and said,
"Mine too." he smiled.I was getting hot so I rolled up my eyes gently grabbed my arm and looked at all of my scars.I felt myself going into a flashback but this time he was coming with me.
Flashback
"How dare you!" he screamed at took the belt from his bed and hit me.
One...Two...Three, times he hit me.I cried out in pain, but that did not stop him.
He pushed me to the ground and got on top of me, his breath smelled like punched me in the stomach three times and then in the nose.I felt the blood rushing out before I felt the pain hit like a tornado like all of the previous beatings only this time it was worse much worse.
I had to get out or he would kill me.I punched him so hard he blacked out.
I felt myself and Jace coming back from the flashback.I put my head on his chest and sobbed.
"Clary,how is that possible?" he whispered into my ear.
"I don't know I have been having flashbacks since I was first beaten." I explained to him in a whisper.I started crying again.
"It will be okay, I am here now.I will not let anyone hurt you.I promise." he whispered to me.
"What about when you are gone what will I do then?" I asked while lifted my chin and whispered to me,
"I will be here as long as you want me to be."
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