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Chapter 2: Gold and Black
"Hi." A small girl with red hair and green eyes stood at the doorstep. She was closely followed by a taller girl with brown hair and grey eyes. She paled and looked at Jem.
"I think, I think..."
Tessa fell to the ground.
She was running. Running away from the man. The man who had broken her heart. Shattered it to pieces. He had left her.
He had come from Shanghai in the summer. He hadn't told her that New York was just one stop on his way to London. She had told him everything. About her brother. Her dysfunctional family. Her bruises and her scars. Everything. She thought she loved him.
She still wore his necklace around her neck. It was jade. She couldn't bring herself to take it off. It was the only thing that was there for her when she cried herself to sleep at night after her brother.
She ran through the forest. Faster, always running faster. The trees were deep black and they glowed blue. The colour of the young mans eyes who had sat and paled beside Jem.
Jem Crastairs. The man she could never forget.
Faster and Faster still she flew through the forest until she reached the house. It was her parents house in America. She never wanted to see its blue fading walls and plastic chairs again. She tried to turn, to run away but her legs only brought her towards the house.
"Nooooo!" She screamed.
Suddenly she was in her old bedroom.
"It's ok Tessie. I won't hurt you." It was the character out of her worst nightmares. Her brother.
"Get away from me!" She screamed.
"Get off! Get off! Get off!" He advanced on her slowly as she tried to kick him away. She kicked sharp blows into his stomach which was oddly toaned and muscular and seemed to feel very real and solid...
"Oh my!" Tessa exclaimed. She had woken up and had been kicking the man with raven hair and violet eyes.
"I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"
"The question is are you okay." He had a British accent but it was oddly musical and Celtic sounding. His eyes pierced hers. He was the prettiest man she had ever seen. She had been kicking him in the diaphragm with her Doc Martains. He winced slightly as he moved to sit beside her.
"You were screaming." He told her. He looked amused. He chuckled but his laugh wasn't warm like she thought it would be, it was cold and lifeless.
"I...I had a nightmare." She stuttered. Where was she? She realised that she wasn't in her apartment. She was lying on a dark sofa.
The memories came rushing back. Jem in the summer, his hair a beautiful black, his eyes a golden hazel. Their first kiss at Central Park. Jem's sudden disappearance and the note he left behind. The punishment for having a letter from a boy. Jem sitting down when they had called on the door, with silver hair and silver eyes. The dream.
"Oh." She fell back onto the sofa.
She was in the neighbours house with a group of boys. She could see a golden boy talking to Clary. He had an air of confidence around him that the raven haired boy seemed to have too. There was a boy who looked very much like the Raven boy. He was sitting on a kitchen stool. He looked sad and insecure.
Her eyes fell on the one she was avoiding. James. Jem. He was sitting with his head in his hands. Jem looked up and caught her staring. She scowled and blushed. He stayed stoic and ran his hands through his silver hair.
What was with that? She wouldn't have pinned Jem to be a hair dye and contacts kind of person.
"I'm William. William Herondale but you can call me Will or Sexy. I answer to both." He smiled a sour smile. As if he didn't want to say what he did.
Tessa rolled her eyes. She knew exactly what type of boy he was. A player and a Pratt.
"Tessa, Tessa Gray."
"I thought your name was Theresa?"
"No!" She said too quickly. "Just Tessa."
"Well Tess. I think that's a great name. I'll be looking forward to getting to know you." He grinned at her suggestively and waggled his eyebrows.
"Don't call me that!" Nobody had ever called her anything but Theresa or Tessa. Apart from her brother but she didn't like to think about that.
She kind of liked it.
"Ok, Tess."
She wacked him across the head with a book she had picked up from the coffe table.
"Excuse me! That is my favourite novel!" Will exclaimed.
Tessa studied the cover of the book. 'Othello' it read.
"You read the classics?" She gasped slightly. She would not have pinned him as a book kind of person. Especially not the classics, her classics.
"Will is obsessed with the classics."
A soft British accent came from behind her. She turned around and was met by two silver eyes.
Uh oh.
Tessa had fallen to the floor behind Clary. At first she hadn't realised what had happened. She only saw a boy with silver hair, who looked oddly familiar, sit down as he paled. Then she had seen the identical looks of shock up on the four boys' faces.
She had heard the thump just moments later and had spun around to find her friend out cold on the floor.
Two boys with black hair and blue eyes had sprung to the immediate help of her friend. They had carried her and placed her on the couch. A golden boy had come over to Clary and led her away.
Clary always liked to be a bit dramatic so the man ended carrying her over to a seat at their dining area.
That was how she found herself in a 'bachelor pad' talking to a very golden man.
"I'm Jonathan Herondale" the man said. He looked around 23 and he was very, very good looking. He had golden blonde hair which curled around his ears and stunning golden eyes. His skin even glowed with a golden tan that did not suit the time of year and the weather in London. He didn't sound British but in fact slightly American. He was pretty ripped too. She bet he had...-
Clary realised she had been starting at him for a good thirty seconds.
"My brother is Jonathan." Wow that was stupid. Clary cringed inwardly.
"Most people call me Jace though." He grinned at her. He had a chip in one of his incisors as if to show he wasn't exactly flawless.
"Clarissa Fray but please call me Clary." She wrinkled her nose when she said her full name.
"I thought your second name was Morgenstern?"
"No my brother took my father's name I took my mother's." She winced when she said that. She didn't have a mother anymore.
"Oh cool..." He had caught her wincing.
"Why don't you work at the firm?" He asked her.
That was a touchy topic for Clary. She didn't want to see other families go though what she had gone through with hers. Jon was much stronger than her.
"I study art at The Institute." She said and avoided the question.
"Impressive but alas not impressive as I. I'm the CEO of the HeronWood Modeling Agency."
"Impressive." She agreed although she'd never heard of it before.
Their conversation was interrupted by the groans of one of the raven haired boys who Tessa had kicked in the diaphragm with her Docs.
"Ouch that's got a hurt."
"Yeah my cousin isn't as strong as me. His abs aren't as hard either." Jace winked and Clary blushed scarlet. Her earlier assumptions were true.
"Is he related to the other boy." She nodded towards the other black haired boy.
"No. That's my cousin and best friend Alec Lightwood. Will Herondale is my cousin on the other side. That," he nodded towards the silver haired boy, "Is my cousin Will's best friend James Carstairs."
Clary paled. She knew that man. She'd seen him before but she didn't know where.
"He's from Shanghai." He continued. "His father is British."
The man in question walked up behind Tessa and said something. Tessa went as white as a sheet.
"Wow, they could have a competition to see who's paler." Clary glared at Jace. He just winked and smirked at her.
"Come on, let's go see what's going on."
Tessa closed her eyes. Why here? She tried to get away from the past but it followed her, always.
"I don't want to talk to you, James." She sneered.
She stood up and collapsed again as the room began to spin. Just as Clary and the golden man walked up to them.
What she hadn't realised was she had fallen into Will's arms. She stood up really quirky but managed to keep her composure.
"Come on Clary, let's go. We have a lot of boxes to unpack." She grabbed the younger girls arm and dragged her out the boy.
"We'll help you unpack tomorrow." Will called after her.
Clary waved at Jace. He winked suggestively as Tessa slammed the door.
"What was that all about?"
The girls shut the door. Both Herondales and Alec turned towards Jem.
Jem blushed slightly and walked away.
"I don't want to talk about it."
Breaking out was simple. It was as easy as pie. I almost just walked out of that hell but it wouldn't be complete without a little bit of fun. Let's just say I left a couple of guards in a predicament.
It had been 10 years since I'd seen the sun.
I made my way to Yorkshire. Riding on trains and buses all the way out of the city. Getting back home felt good.
The money. I had left it in the hill. Millions of pounds, waiting, waiting for revenge. Into the base I ran and found the money in the safe.
Everything was where I left it. The surveillance cameras, the cape. I took the black coat off the coat rack and shrugged it on. It fit like a glove. I pulled the hood up and sat on the desk chair.
I flicked the power switch and the base came alive. The cameras switched on and appeared on the screens.
One showed the Idris apartment block. I could see Tessa in Will's apartment block. The plan was all coming together.
I picked up the phone and rang the number that Gold supplied me with. Black was back.
Better than ever.
"Hello? It's meeeee"
Wow, well then. We have names for the mysterious figures. Gold and Black. Keep reviewing your guesses!
Hope you enjoyed that.
Questions;
1. What went on with Jem and Tessa?
2. Why doesn't Clary want to work as a lawyer?
3. Who is Gold and who is Black?
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