Chapter 2
A/N- Hey, I forgot to put the disclaimer last time so here it is
Disclaimer-I don't own The Mortal Instruments
That's about it. Bye!
The next day-Clary POV
I don't know why I agreed to come with him. I guess I decided it was better than starving on the streets.I don't know why, but I trust him. I probably shouldn't. Anyways I should probably tell you what happened.
I asked,"Who are you?"
"I'm Luke, Luke Garroway. What's your name?"
"I don't know."
"What?"
"I don't know who I am. I don't remember anything."I don't know why I'm telling him this or why I'm telling him anything. I just feel like I can trust him - like I do trust him.
"Then will you come with me? I'd feel bad if I just left you out here to starve."
I hesitated before I replied,"Okay."
Once we got to his house he told me to take a shower, and when I got out he cleaned up my wounds. After that was down I went to the bedroom that Luke made up for me. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
That's how I ended up here sitting in Luke's kitchen picking at the breakfast he made. I'm still hesitant but who wouldn't be. I haven't even known him for a day.
"How's the food,"he asks taking me out of my thoughts.
"Good."
"That's good,"he says awkwardly.
"Can I go for a walk?," I asked just wanting to leave before it gets too awkward.
"Yea,"he says sounding unsure of himself.
I walked out of the house making sure the door closed behind me. I hurriedly walk down the stairs and start walking down the street. I tuck my hands in my pockets regretting not asking for a sweatshirt. Soon I get lost in my thoughts.
I wish I could remember something, anything. At least my first name. Or even a last name. Just some kind of memory to give me some hope of finding out who I am, something to cling on to. I'm just glad I found some one to help me. I wonder why he's helping me. Ugh, I need to stop thinking.
I was knocked out of my thoughts when I ran technically walk into something.
Jace POV
I slam my hand into my alarm clock, but the annoying ringing still pierces the silence in the room. I pick it up and throw it across the room so it slams into the wall. I finally get up when it still doesn't turn off. I go over to it, and turn it off. I'm tempted to go back to bed, but decide against it when I think of how pist my sister will be when she finds me. I go to the bathroom and hop into the shower. Once I get out I get dressed and brush my teeth and hair. I walk down the stairs two at a time. I go to the kitchen and make myself a bowl of cereal. Once I'm down I put my bowl in the sink and go outside for my run I do every morning. I put in my headphones, turn on some Avenged Sevenfold, and start my run. I lose myself in the music, but I soon break out of it when I run into something.
Clary POV
I slam into something and fall down. I guess that's what I get for not paying attention. I look up and see a guy that looks like a golden angel standing in front of me. He takes out his headphones and looks at me.
"Sorry,"he apologizes. " I wasn't paying attention."
"Don't worry about it, I wasn't paying attention either," I say.
"I'm Jace Lightwood. What's your name?," He asks.
"I don't know,"I say nervously.
"You're so stupid that you don't know your own name," he said laughing.
" No, I lost my memory, Blondey,"I said angrily.
"Ok, ok, I'm sorry carrot top," he said snickering.
"Ugh, bye,"I say as I turned around, but before I could walk away he grabbed my arm.
"Don't leave.I'm sorry, I'll stop." Amazed by his words I turned around.
"Ok, fine."
"How'd you lose your memory?," he asked curiously.
"I don't know that either. Anyway I got to go."
"OK, so I'll see you around, right?," he asked sounding hopeful? But why would he sound hopeful about seeing me again. He barely knows anything about me. But I answer anyway," Yea, probably."
"Bye"
"Bye," I reply. Then I turn around and leave still thinking about reasons he would be hopeful. But I think I already know.
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