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Magnus sighed, and Alec looked towards him, "What is it?" "She's in pain." He replied. "A lot of pain. He's raping her." I stood and walked out the door, slamming it hard on my way, I was slightly surprised that the frame didn't break. I ran my hands through my hair, pulling at it as tears filled my eyes. I will not cry. I will not cry. I chanted to myself. Love kills. I had believed that all my life, I forced my emotions back, the priority right now, was to find Clary, and to get her out of the damn situation she'd put herself in. I hated myself for only being able to stand here while she was being raped somewhere 45 minutes away.
I'm so sorry Clary. I thought furiously to myself.
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Clary
I placed my hands over my face and tried to breathe in and relax so that it didn't hurt as much. Michael forced himself in and out of me, and I promised myself that I would suck it up and not let him see me cry another tear.
But, the effort was unneeded.
The door burst open and Michael stopped and looked up, behind him.
I saw Mary standing in the door. Her eyes were wide. She took in my tear streaked face, and my hands that were fisted in the bed sheets.
"Michael…" She murmured.
Michael stood, and I let out a small cry of pain as he pulled himself out of me.
Michael walked towards Mary menacingly,
"What did I tell you about knocking?" He snarled.
"You're high." Mary whispered.
"Michael…" I whispered, standing behind him as he stalked towards Mary.
He raised his hand to strike her,
"Don't!" I screamed. He froze, and the breath caught in my throat.
He turned and looked at me,
"What did you just say to me?" Then, before I could react, he lunged, and struck me hard across my cheek, and shoved me back into the dresser.
My lower back struck it and I let out a startled cry, and slipped to the ground.
"Lissa!" Mary gasped, running to my side
She grabbed the sheet, and yanked it off the bed, covering my naked body, before pulling me into her arms as I attempted to pull the air back into my lungs.
Michael stalked around the room and pulled clothes on before walking out the bedroom door and slamming it shut, making me flinch.
I let out my breath and curled into Mary's embrace,
"Are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm fine." I whispered, and pulled away, and stood slowly.
"Let me see, Liss." Mary said, standing. I kept the sheet around me, and she tipped my face up so she could see my cheek.
"He didn't get your eye. But your cheek is going to be one nasty bruise. Let me see your back."
I turned, almost catatonically, and she checked my back carefully.
"Aw…I'm sorry kiddo. This one's bad." She said softly.
"Yeah…" I whispered, "I can feel it."
I dropped the sheet, and walked across the room trying not to cry as the burn between my legs intensified.
I walked into Michael's bathroom and cleaned myself up. When I walked out, I debated on what to wear. I went to one of his drawers, instead.
"This'll make him happy." I whispered, pulling out one of his striped white button ups.
"Here." Mary said softly, tossing me a matching pair of lacy bra and panties.
"Thanks." I whispered, pulling them on.
I let out a gasp of pain as I slid my arms into the sleeves of Michael's shirt, and buttoned it up.
If there was ever a time that I wanted to use a stele, it was now. But I refused to. I didn't want to be a part of that world any more than I had to be.
Mary took my hand in hers, and I walked with her carefully towards the door.
She led me over to the couch, and we sat down as she set up a hit.
"Give me your arm." She murmured, and pressed the needle in.
"W-what is that?" I whispered.
"Don't worry." Mary whispered, "It'll just make you sleep."
"O-ok-kay…"
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Jace
"She's alright." Magnus said, opening his eyes. "She's asleep, someone gave her morphine."
Luke's fists relaxed ever so slightly.
"This is my fault." I whispered.
Luke shook his head, "It's not Jace. Simon walked out of the house last night after talking to her, something happened between them too."
I nodded,
Focus. I thought to myself, This isn't about you.
"Do you have any other ideas on where she could be?" I asked Magnus softly. He looked up at me, shocked by my careful voice.
"It's still the same as before. But, my guess is that when she wakes, she'll leave the place for a while to avoid Michael. Or…to get high." Magnus replied.
I nodded my head, and Isabelle and Alec stood, "Come on. Maybe we'll get lucky."
…
We walked around the streets of the abandoned hotels. It was a long stretch of land, at least two miles, one way. But, we were used to physical activity for long lengths of time.
"Wait." Alec said, pulling us into the shadows. "Look." He pointed in the direction of an alley in between two buildings.
There was a girl there, about Clary's size, but her hair was brown and straight, her skin darker. She was wearing only a man's button up t-shirt. It couldn't be Clary, she wouldn't wear those kinds of things, and she didn't have the fiery red hair that I loved.
"She looks too different." I said quietly. Isabelle looked towards us,
"A girl can do a lot to change her appearance, including skin color, hair, and eye color. It's worth a shot, and even if it isn't her, there's a chance she's part of the group that Clary's in."
A new seed of hope planted itself in my chest, I pulled out a picture of Clary and we walked over to where the girl was.
She was smoking a cigarette…that didn't smell quite like a cigarette.
Heroine.
The girl leaned gingerly against the stone as if she were in pain.
We walked closer and she looked up, and froze, as did we. She dropped her cigarette.
She looked different. Like Isabelle had said, it was Clary, but her hair was brown, her skin was darker, her eyes were baby blue and she had piercings, but I could easily tell that it was her up close. She had a dark bruise on her cheek that had me tensing before we even reached her.
She took a step back,
"What are you doing here?" She asked somberly.
"Finding you." Alec said.
"Well, you've found me." She sighed, "You can leave now."
"We're not leaving without you." I replied.
"Then I will."
I stepped a few steps forward and she backed up.
"If I have to throw you over my shoulder and carry you back, Clarissa, I will."
"Bite me, Jace." She said, and took off down the back of the alley.
I ran after her, while Alec and Isabelle blocked off the entrance. I caught her around her waist, and threw us both to the ground.
She screamed, "Let! Me! Go!"
"No." I growled.
She swung her elbow up and caught me in the face, making me lose my grip, but only for a second, before I grabbed the back of her shirt again, and pulled her back.
"I have a syringe Clary, do you want me to sedate you?" I threatened,
"You wouldn't dare!" She growled back.
"Alec! Isabelle!" I pinned Clary to the ground and heard their footsteps running up,
"Give me the needle." I said, and Alec handed it over.
"NO!" She screamed, "You can't do this, Jace!"
"What? You think, I'm just going to leave you in this place, when I know that you're being raped and you're doing drugs!?"
She froze, "How do you know those things?"
"I just do." I replied, Alec and Isabelle looked on sadly as I struggled with Clary and pulled the cap off the needle with my teeth. She screamed as I pinned her on her stomach.
"Let her go." A male voice snarled from in front of us. I froze, and looked up, there was a man looking at us from about 10 feet away.
Holding a gun.
"Now, before I blow their brains out." He snarled, looking at Isabelle and Alec. I slowly, and reluctantly let go of Clary and she jumped up and ran to stand behind the man.
"Who the fuck are you?" He ordered.
"Michael don't." Clary said softly, meeting my eyes. She reached her hands around the man, placing them on the gun,
"It's okay." She said gently, "I know them. They were trying to take me home."
The gun shook and she slowly lowered it until it was pointed at the ground rather than at us.
"Let's just get out of here." She whispered.
The man spun and suddenly the gun was pointed at Clary's chest.
"Why should I let them go?"
Clary flinched at first, but she covered it easily, so that she looked calm and unafraid. I took a step forward, my eyes wide.
No.
Clary simply reached her hand up, and cupped the man's face.
"Come on Mikey, let's go home."
The man's resolve shook and slowly, he lowered the gun.
Clary took the man's hand and they walked to a crevice in the building nearby and crawled into it. Before she did, she turned and looked at us sadly.
"We'll get another chance Jace." Isabelle whispered. "We know where she is now."
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Clary
I couldn't believe that they had found me. How?!
Magnus. I realized sourly.
"Are you alright Lissa?" Michael asked.
"I'm fine." I lied. My back was throbbing, my cheek stinging. "I'll be in in a minute."
He nodded, and walked in the door.
I closed my eyes, I was always uneasy around him. Michael's moods shifted so easily…He could go from raping me to treating me like a princess in under an hour. I didn't trust him.
I took out the stele I had hidden in a hole in the wall out in the hallway and carved another rune into the door of the loft, so that it would be hidden once more now that Jace, Isabelle, and Alec knew where I was staying.
I leaned my head against the door, then walked in.
"Lissa, come here." Michael said. I walked over to him, where he was on the couch. The others were sprawled around the room as a movie played.
The Basketball Diaries
It was one of their favorites, it was ironic really.
Michael pulled me down onto his lap, and I curled up there as he pulled a blanket over me.
He leaned down and whispered,
"I like my shirt on you. "
I nodded and swallowed, tears jumping to my eyes. Mary sat beside us, and she reached inconspicuously under the blanket and clasped my hand in hers.
I caught her eyes and she smiled sadly, then her eyes brightened slightly,
"Michael?"
"Hmm?" He asked,
"Can Lissa sleep in my room tonight?"
Michael's arms around me tightened,
"Pleeeaaase?" I begged, smiling up at him, he sighed, a hot breath against the top of my head.
"Alright." He said.
I relaxed, maybe just for tonight, I would get a slight reprieve from his tortures.
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