A/N: Hey everyone! I know I've been MIA for a long time, but I decided to write that new story I was talking about! Don't worry though, I'm still working on Facing your Fears. I should have the next chapter up soon. I just have to send it to my Beta for some edits first.
So here's the background on this story, Clary had been kidnapped when she was one years old one day while at the park with her family. She had grown up in the care of the woman who had taken her 15 years ago. One day, she finds out that her mother had been lying to her the entire time. That she had an entire family out their waiting for her to come back. This story takes place in New York. Clary lives down in Brooklyn, while Jon and the rest of his family live on the upper east side. I hope you guys enjoy this story!
Disclaimer: I don't own TMI, Cassandra Clare does
Chapter 1
Clary Pov
"Your homework over the weekend is to write a three paged essay on the Great Gatsby. I expect it to be well written and thought out since we spent so much time in class discussing the book." Ms. Harrison droned. I started to write down the main points of the essay when the bell rang.
Everyone started to pack up there things. They stopped in their tracks when Ms. Harrison cleared her throat obnoxiously.
"Before I release you, do any of you have any questions?" Are you kidding me? She held us back to ask us if we had any questions about an essay she talked about for almost half of the class period?
As soon as she excused us, I bolted out of the classroom. When I walked out of the classroom, I noticed my best friend Maia waiting for me across the hall. I walked up to her and the two of us made our way to the courtyard for lunch.
"What took you so long to get out of there?" Maia asked as we stepped out into the warm Brooklyn air and over to our usual lunch table. I threw my head back and let out a loud groan.
"Ms. Harrison was just being her usual bitchy self." I stated. Maia let out a laugh and hooked our arms together.
"So are we on for this weekend?" She questioned. Aww shit! Looks like I'm going to have to bring down the mood.
"The wicked witch of the west said no." I said in an irritated tone. Maia's shoulder's slumped and she unlinked our arms.
"We've been planning to go to this concert for the past month Clare. I thought your mom said that you could two weeks ago." She asked in disbelief.
Maia and I had planned to go to this concert for an up in coming band that we love. We stood in line for hours just to get tickets. When I asked my mom two weeks ago if I could go she said yes. But when I got home yesterday, she told me that I couldn't go anymore. We got into this huge fight about it and I haven't spoken to her since.
"I know Maia, you know my mom though. She's…" I trailed off leaving it there. Maia has been over my house enough to know how my mother can be sometimes.
"A bitch? Yeah I already knew that Clary." She laughed. I shoved her a little and the two of us plopped down into our usual seats.
The two of us ate our lunch in peace talking when two male figures approached us. One of them was Maia's boyfriend, Jordan Kyle. Although he looked like a tough a scary guy with his muscular form and 6'2'' frame, he's the sweetest guy I know. He wouldn't hurt a fly. The other guy coming towards us was my boyfriend, Sebastian. Sebastian was also muscular with jet-black hair and dark brown eyes. Both boys played various sports and were best friends just like Maia and I.
Both Jordan and Sebastian placed themselves next to us on the table. Sebastian gave me a chaste peck on the cheek and linked our hands together under the table. Jordan wrapped an arm around Maia's waist and pulled her closer to him.
"Hey ladies, are you two up for this weekend or what?" Jordan asked. His eyes filled with excitement.
"I'm not sure we can go anymore." Maia said sadly. At that, Jordan's mood deflated and he looked down at Maia.
"What?" Jordan was the most excited to go to the concert. Being the music lover he is, he had been counting down to days to the concert for the past few weeks.
"It's my fault. My mom told me I couldn't go to the concert." I stated flatly. Sebastian looked down at me with a worried expression.
"What did she say this time?" I rolled my eyes and ran my free hand through my hair.
"She just told me that I couldn't go out this weekend. We got into this huge fight about it last night." Sebastian gave me a look of pity and squeezed my hand in reassurance.
"Jordan, I know how much you've wanted to go the concert. So why don't you and Maia go and Clary and I will just spend the night at her house since she is under house arrest." Seb suggested.
"Are you guy's sure? I'm not the only one that's hyped to go to this gig." He said directing his statement to me. I gave Jordan a small smile.
"You and Maia go. I don't want to be the reason why you can't go to the show." I said honestly. Maia silently asked if I was sure about my decision. I gave her a quick nod encouraging her to go to the show with out me.
"Fine. Jordan and I will go, but you're going to have to make it up to us." She said pointing her finger at me. I giggled and nodded my head in agreement.
"Maybe next week the four of us could go to the movies or something?" I suggested. Both Maia and Jordan agreed and the four of us continued our conversation for the rest of the lunch block.
~0~0~0~
Time Skip to after school
Seb and I were currently sitting in his car that was parked right in front of my apartment building. It was the normal type of apartment building that you would find in Brooklyn. A decent size and made up of red bricks. The two of us just sat in the car staring at my apartment building.
"Clare, I hope you know that you can't burn down your building while you glare at it." He teased. I let out a loud snort and leaned back into my seat.
"I know, but a girl can dream right?" I joked. Seb took my hands out of my lap and brought them to his mouth. He kissed the top of my hand and then started to kiss each knuckle.
"Do you need me to come in with you? It looks like your mom is home?" He asked between kisses. I knew he was right because I could see the light from the kitchen on through the window.
"No, I don't want to put you through the torture of Magdalena." I said with an eye roll. Seb chuckled and pulled my face towards his own. He brought his forehead against mine and placed a kiss on my nose.
"Promise if that things get too heated you'll call me?" I gave him a smile and kissed him on his lips.
"Of course. If anything goes wrong, I'll call you." I reassured. Seb met my gaze and searched my eyes to see if I was lying or not. He then brought my lips back to his and gave me a long sweet kiss.
"I'll see you tomorrow them right?" I nodded and gave him one last kiss before stepping out of the car and waving good-bye to him.
When Sebastian was out of sight, I slowly made my way up to my floor.
Once I stepped into the apartment and shut the door behind me, a voice greeted me.
"Where the hell have you been?" The voice slurred. Great, just what I needed. I wondered how much glasses of wine she already drank?
"Studying." I simply said walking across the living room without sparing her a glance. My mother scoffed and I heard her get out of her seat and walk into the kitchen where I was.
While I was looking in the fridge for something to eat, the door shut right in front of my face. I stood up and glared at my mother. I took in all her features, from her pin straight auburn hair, to her lifeless gray eyes. The two of us looked nothing alike. My hair was a big mass of red curls, and I had bright green eyes. She always told me that I got my looks from my father. I just have to take her word for it because I never met my father. He had died in a car accident before I was born.
My mother and I always had our differences. She liked to treat me like I was her possession instead of her daughter. She never allowed me to have any friends and when I did she tried to chase them away. Since I was a little kid, we've lived in so many different places. She had a tough time holding down a job. That caused us to move all over the place just so that she had a way to put food on the table and a roof over our heads.
"Studying. Please. I know that you and that little boyfriend of yours don't just 'study.'" She sneered. I rolled my eyes at her ridiculous accusation.
"Well, if you took the time to actually get to know Sebastian rather than guzzle down booze when he's around, then you'd know that he's a good guy!" I shouted. My mother's back straightened and her eyes grew cold. I took a small step back to put some distance between us.
"You little bitch!" She exclaimed. "Do you have any idea what I've done for you over the years?" She asked. I crossed my arms over my chest and looked her in the eyes.
"You've done nothing but ruin my life mom!" It was her turn to cross her arms.
"Is that so?" She goaded. "Please tell me Clarissa, how have I ruined your life?" I threw my hands up in the air in anger and frustration.
"You're never there for me mom. When I had my painting put in that huge gallery, you didn't even come! You're were at home getting drunk!" I shouted.
"You don't know how hard my life is Clarissa! I work my ass off trying to give you the best life and do I get any thanks? No I don't! You just whine and bitch about how I'm never there for you!" I snorted and ran my hands over my face.
"Work your ass off? I mean if that's what you call being your boss's booty call then-." I was cut off from finishing my sentence when I felt her hand connect with my face. I stumbled back a little and placed a hand over the cheek. It stung and it was warm. I just stood there with my eyes wide and hand over the spot where my mom had slapped me.
My mother's eyes softened and she reached her hand towards me.
"Clary." She said quietly. Trying to grab onto my elbow. I shook her off and stepped away from her.
"Don't. Touch. Me." I hissed. She just cupped her hands around her mouth and tried to walk towards me again.
"Clary, baby, I didn't mean to hit you." She said. I ignored her sorry excuse for an apology and ran up into my room locking the door behind me. When the door locked, I slid down the door and tried my best to catch my breath.
She hit me. I can't believe she hit me. We have our fights, but it never escalated to anything physical.
It is was in that moment where I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed Sebastian's number. He picked up after the 3rd the ring.
"What's up Clare?" He greeted. I could just hear his smile through the phone. I remained silent for a little while trying to regain myself control. Trying to keep the tears from spilling.
"Clare? Are you okay baby?" He asked frantically. I let out a shaky breath and the tears started to fall.
"Seb." I sobbed. "Can you come and pick me up?"
~0~0~0~
Jonathan Pov
"Hey Jon!" Someone called from across the hall. I looked up from my phone and turned towards the sound of the voice. In the sea of blue and white blazers, I noticed one of my best friends, Alec Lightwood, walking toward me. I walked off to the side of the hallway and waited for him to catch up with me. When he was in front of me, the two of us did the football team's handshake that we usually do with each other.
"What's up Lightwood?" I asked. Continuing to walk down the hall towards the school exit.
"Jace and I were going to the park and throw a ball around. Did you want to come with us?" He questioned. If it were any other day, I would've jumped at the opportunity of getting out of the house. I loved hanging out with my two best friends, but my parents needed me today.
Today was the 14th anniversary of my sister's kidnapping. When I was three, my parents took my sister and I to the park. My dad and I were throwing a ball around when a frantic woman approached my mom who was sitting on a bench near by. The woman had told my mom that she couldn't find her own daughter and asked if my mom could help. My mom agreed and went off to help the woman look for her missing daughter.
When my mom came back, my little sister, Clarissa, was missing from her stroller. Both my parents had lost it. I can remember them running around to look for the person who may have taken my sister. They looked all over the entire park for her, but they couldn't find her. The police had spent almost two years before they stopped looking for her completely.
My parents haven't given up looking though. Since my dad is a lawyer, he has connections in the police station. He constantly asks if they have any new leads about my sister, but they just tell him that nothing new came up.
So every year on the day of her kidnapping, my parents just spend the day at home crying over the daughter that had been taken away from them. I wanted to stay home today and support my parents, but my mom urged me to go to school today.
I was brought out of my little daydream when Alec started to snap his fingers in front of my face.
"Hey man, you okay there?" Alec asked with a worried expression.
"I'm sorry man. I kind of just dozed off for a bit." I said running a hand through my hair. "I can't hang with you guys today. I've got to go straight home after school." I said as we exited the school building. A look of realization appeared on Alec's face. His expression softened.
"Oh shit man. Today's the anniversary isn't it?" Alec asked. I just nodded.
"Okay well, tell your parents that my family is there for them. I'll see you tomorrow right?" I nodded and told him good-bye. I then got into my car and drove towards home.
~0~0~0~
I opened up the door and stepped into my house. Placing my car keys on the hook and taking off my blazer, I let my eyes scan the room for my parents. When I realized that they weren't in the living room or kitchen, I walked up the stairs.
I could hear a soft sobbing noise coming from the room at the end of the hall. I let out a rush of air once I realized what room they were in. They were in my sister's room. They hadn't changed anything about it since the day she went missing. I guess it's their way of coping.
I walk up to the room and knock quietly on the doorframe. Both my parents lifted their gazes to meet mine. My mom's eyes was filled with tears and all red. My dad on the other hand, had on his usual strong face for my mom. I know that deep down thought that he is also sad about losing his one and only daughter.
"Hey mom, dad." I said trying to break the silence. My mom wiped the tears from her eyes and gave me a tight smile.
"Jon, I didn't think you'd be home so early. Your dad and I thought you'd be with Alec and Jace." She sniffled out. I made my way over to them and took my mom's hand and placed it inside of mine.
"I know what this day means to you guys. I just wanted to be with you guys today." I said as I rubbed the back of my mom's hands. I also noticed the picture that my mom was holding in her other hand. It was a family picture that we had taken just a few weeks before my sister was kidnapped. I was sitting on my mom's lap while my dad held Clarissa in his arms. We all looked so happy in this photo. Both of my parents looked so young and happy. Looking at them now, you can tell that this situation has taken a major toll on them. Whenever my mom smiles, it doesn't reach her eyes like in the old pictures that we have.
"I love this picture." I said to no one in particular. My mom let go of my hand and instead wrapped her arm around my shoulders. She kissed my forehead and gave me a tight squeeze.
"I do too." She said softly. I know that as much as my mom loves this picture, it hurts her even more. It is a constant reminder that one of her children was taken from her.
"Don't worry mom, she'll find her way back to us. I just know it."
A/N: Okay 1st chapter is done! What did you guys think? Should I continue? Do you guys have any ideas that would make the story better? Please leave me a review telling me what you guys think. Oh, and if you're interested, PM if you want to be a beta for this story.
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