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Review of Last Chapter: (Jace)
"Alec, where's Magnus?" I asked, "I'm here." Magnus said walking in from the kitchen, "Before you even ask, as far as I can tell, she's in the city still. She's under the influence which makes it nearly impossible to see her." "Under the influence?" I asked, my hands curling into fists. "Heroine." Magnus replied, then further explained, "It's a highly addictive drug in the mundane world. It can be inhaled or injected, and when it is it acts like morphine but is accompanied by a warm rush, and an 'other worldly feeling' as some abusers put it. It can be extremely damaging to the body, and since it's so…unpredictable, it's much easier to overdose on, and can easily become deadly." "I. Am. Going. To kill her." I growled.
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Clary
I pulled my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them.
This is the right choice. This is the right choice. This is the right choice.
"You look tense baby girl." Michael said form the front seat.
I let out a shaky breath, "I'm okay."
We stopped at a stoplight, and he reached down into the floor of the passenger seat, and pulled out a black package.
"Here." He said, "Do you remember how?"
"Kind of." I murmured, wanting to get rid of the nagging, painful emotions. I had worked so hard to rid myself of the addiction, but…I wanted it so badly right now, and it was sitting right in front of me. Tears filled my eyes with the conflict, but it only pushed me to further do it.
"Good girl." He said as I pulled out the needle, and set the dose up. I put it between my teeth and tied the tourniquet, and took the needle back out and prepared to inject it.
"Don't hold you breath." He said, "Take deep breaths."
"I thought that was only when you were smoking it." I replied, taking a deep breath.
He smiled, "No. You need to relax your muscles so that it can move through you easier. You'll get the high faster."
I nodded, it made sense.
I pressed the needle deep into my arm and whimpered, I'd never liked this part, but the rush of pure bliss afterwards was more than worth it. I sighed, and sagged slightly. I felt a deep pang of regret at first…I'd been sober for two years. Before that, I hadn't known any better, but now I did. And, it didn't matter.
"Baby," Michael said, reaching back, the car swerved slightly as he pulled the needle out.
"Don't leave them in, you know better than that."
"Mhm." I murmured, incoherently.
He chuckled and straightened out the wheel. "30 more minutes baby, we'll be home."
I sighed, and closed my eyes.
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Jace
I sat at the piano stool, face in my hands feeling absolutely worthless.
"Why?" I asked pointlessly looking up, the rest of the room was filled with silence.
"Did you know she had a drug problem?" Isabelle asked softly.
"She doesn't." I replied, stonily.
"She does." Magnus said, walking into the living room, "The dosage she took is that of an experienced user. Maybe she wasn't using when she met you guys, but she has in the past. She's not a beginner, but as soon as she's sober again, I should be able to give you guys an idea of where she is. I won't be able to give you an exact location, but something close should help."
"It will." Alec replied, meeting Magnus's eyes.
Magnus nodded,
"There has to be a connection here with someone for her." Isabelle said quietly,
"There is." Luke said, walking from his room, his eyes were red as if he'd been crying.
"When she was 14, some guy found her after school. He's a drug dealer, she was 14." Luke ran his hand over his face, "He was using her to sell the drugs. She refused to let him go, said she loved him. He got her hooked, but we –her mom & I- had her hospitalized, and she got clean and left him. Apparently…she's gone back to him."
"Why? Why would she do that?" I asked, angrily. His eyes fell on me, "Because Michael protects her, gives her relief through drugs. He's familiar, unlike the rest of her world right now. But that mixed with Valentine stalking around…it's not a good mix. We need to find her."
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Clary
Michael pulled open the cab door beside me and I let out a mumbled sigh,
"We're home baby." He said.
"Okay." I stood, and stumbled for a second, before finally gaining my footing again. Michael kept a strong grip on my arm as he lead me towards the entrance to the building. The familiar different colored lights of the loft of the abandoned hotel took my breath away as they always had.
"Clariiiiisa!" Mary cried, grabbing me in her arms, I laughed as she spun me,
"Damn Michael, you got her high already?" Mary asked,
"Yeah, yeah he did." I replied, and Michael laughed, "Thanks for throwing me under the bus baby girl. Here," He said, handing a walmart bag to Mary.
"What is this?" She asked,
"Hair dye, contacts, tanning oil. We need to change her appearance."
The 19 year old woman looked at her, "What are you running from?"
"Just some people." I replied.
She nodded, but didn't probe.
The others stood…well, those who weren't passed out and hugged me, two others introduced themselves.
"I'm the youngest." I smiled sarcastically, "Wonderful."
"Just like always!" Mary said, "Come on." She smiled, and grabbed scissors from the kitchen.
"Oh nooo." I moaned as she dragged me into the bathroom.
…..
I climbed out of the shower, dressed in a towel,
"Okay. Sit." Mary said, pointing to the stool.
I sat on the stool facing away from the mirror as she had instructed, and she pulled out the scissors and went at it after adding a leave-in conditioner.
First she cut, and by the feel of it, my hair was now just past my shoulder blades.
Then she dried, and straightened.
"You always did love making me over." I smiled.
"And, I still do." She replied, she straightened bangs over my forehead, they brushed my eyebrows when I moved.
"That'll be a change." I murmured absently.
She smiled, "A really cute change!" I rolled my eyes.
"Look up at me." She said, I recognized this part.
"What color are they?" I asked as she pressed contacts gently into my eyes.
"They're beautiful is what they are. Michael chose nicely, they're a really pretty shade of baby blue."
Make up was next. She colored my eye-lids and brow bones in shades of brown before applying eyeliner, mascara and lip gloss.
She sighed, "I envy your complexion."
She took out a small pink box and pulled on sterile gloves. I turned to look at her my eyes wide.
"What are those for?" I asked suspiciously.
"Look at the wall." She said, "I'm going to pierce you."
"No, no, no, no." I said, beginning to stand.
"Yes, yes, yes, yes." She replied, "if not now, I'll wait till you get high and pass out and do it then. It'll hurt more when you wake up though, because you won't have been expecting it."
"This is misuse." I pouted, but turned back to the wall, she smiled victoriously,
"It is indeed. Sorry baby girl, but this is gonna hurt."
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Jace
"She's coming out of it." Magnus said, walking back into the living room. I hadn't moved in the past hour and a half.
"I can give you an idea of where she is."
I stood, "Where?"
"The Bronx." He said. "It's seedy –as expected- but it's also big, she's with a group of people in a loft in an abandoned hotel off of 39th. However, there are plenty of abandoned houses, apartments and to be completely honest, I'm not completely sure if it is a hotel."
"What aren't you saying?" Alec asked.
Magnus sighed, "Even if you do find the building, you won't be entering if Michael doesn't want you to. He's the owner."
"Is he mundane?" I asked, bored.
"Yes. A mundane with a lot of guns and a lot of training, and…so does Clary."
"A lot of training?" Isabelle asked blankly, Magnus nodded,
"I went through her past, I had access to her memories because I spent a lot of time erasing the ones her mother instructed. You guys are right, she doesn't have the training you guys have with knives, runes and…whatever else you shadow hunters use. But, she's a killer shot."
"Do you think she would shoot at us?" Alec asked.
"She wouldn't-" I began, but was cut off by Magnus,
"No. Jace is right, she wouldn't. But, I don't think she could stop Michael from doing it before he put a bullet in her brain. And she would absolutely try."
"We could draw runes to hide ourselves?" Isabelle suggested.
Magnus looked momentarily lost, "You guys can do that?"
Alec smirked, "So…you don't know everything?"
"I have no idea how I didn't know that."
"Because half demons and demons can see through it. Only mundanes can't."
Magnus nodded, "Good Luck."
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Clary
"OhmyGod Mary!" I cried, as she shoved yet another needle through me.
"Done." She said, stepping back to admire her work.
My earlobes were pierced in two places, my cartilage done on right right side, and the left side of my noise had a blue gem in it that brought out the color of my eyes. She'd put a numbing agent on them and handed me a lit cigarette, which I put to my lips.
"That will help with the pain." She said, expertly.
"Thanks." I murmured quietly, reaching up to touch my nose. Mary slapped my hand away,
"Don't touch." She said. I sighed, "You enjoy hurting me."
She smiled, "Depends on the reason." She said.
"Here hang on, I'm gonna get you something more uncomfortable." She said, and left.
I stood, looking at myself, standing in only a bra and underwear, my ears and nose pierced, my hair brown, my eyes blue.
I was different. I wasn't…me. Tears filled my eyes, but I forced them back and took another drag on the cigarette.
Good.
Mary walked back in and handed me a blue T-shirt.
"This should cover you mostly, it's Michael's."
"Thanks." I replied softly, pulling it over my head and walking out.
"Presenting the new Clarissa Fray!" Mary pretend-announced.
"Niiice." Michael purred as he walked in the door, the others clapped.
"She stabbed me with needles." I pouted.
Michael stepped forward and grabbed me by the back of my head, and the small of my back, pulling me to him, he crashed his lips to mine.
"I think it's hot."
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Here's the second chapter for you guys! I know it's kind of short, but I still hope you enjoyed! Please, Let me know what you think! Your opinions matter a lot to me!
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