sebastians p.o.v

tick tock tick tock

The fucking clock wont stop moving.

11 hours and 30 minutes have passed since clary was kidnapped.

we found my car keys just outside my car which she stole to go to that damn party.

This means that the kidnapper didnt want the money ... He wanted her.

i am shit scared.

my parents are on their way and my shitty brother haven't left his room , he blames me.

i dont know what to do.

" Sir " someone called me.

it was simon.

" this is for you " he told me and handed me a wrapped gift.

i opened it and found a camera With note stuck on it.

Watch the video on television for better effects - jh.

who the fuck is jh?

" connect it with the television" i ordered simon.

He immediately followed my orders.

The video started playing.

At first it showed someone climbing down the stairs , he kept this camera on something.

I was about to tell simon to shut it off as it was a mere wastage of time when i spotted her. My 16 year old sister sleeping on the floor.

" clarissa?" I asked myself aloud.

The person making this video went towards her , he was a boy.

my blood ran cold.

" wake up princess " He said.

I recognise the voice immediately ... It's jace herondale.

What is he doing? I asked myself.

" I know you are awake clarissa" he told my sister.

is she hurt.

why isn't she waking up?

Then i remembered all those times when she pretended to be asleep just to avoid me.

she is clearly doing the same right now.

suddenly a swift moment on the camera caught my attention.

jace was on her , pinning her to the ground.

" what are you doing" clarissa asked him , fear clear in her timid voice.

he didnt reply instead he crashed his lips on her.

i heard a gasp from behind me but i knew it was simon not jonathan.

her friend.

her protecter.

and the person who failed to protect her ...just like me.

clarissa screamed.

he didnt stop.

she begged.

he didnt stop.

she hurled profanities at him.

but he didnt stop.

i wanted to look away as soon as he started undressing her but i couldn't.

i could barely make out their figures in the dark.

her red hair and his blonde hair gave their identities away.

i closed my eyes and my knees hit the ground , i couldnt see more.

i couldnt see my sixteen year old sister getting raped.

i just couldn't.

clarissa's painful screams took over our mansion.

she screamed and begged time and time again but the monster didnt stop.

He violated her in the worst possible manner , he violated a kid.

What kind of a monster will do this to a 16 year old girl?

what will he achieve from this?

clarissa screamed louder this time.

he groaned and slapped her hard on her face , she most likely just kicked him.

I could barely make out his pleasure filled moans.

the pleasure he was getting by raping my sister.

i know he is moving to hard for her but i didnt dare to look up , because i know that i wont be able to get that images out of my fucked up head.

i was immobile.

i just sat there on my knees listening to her screams begging him to stop.

finally .. Finally they stopped and i dared to look up.

She was now wearing her torn shirt and the monster was laying beside her.

she hugged her knees and started rocking back and forth.

she didnt look like my sister.

the girl with red hair rocking back and forth looked ... Broken.

she didnt resemble an ounce to my sister who is strong and fierce.

my sister who with her 5 feet 5 inches frame can make the strongest man in the world look like a fool with her ferocious glare.

my little sister who never begs.

but the girl in the video looked small, broken and confused.

The monster got up and wore his pants and then walked towards the camera.

just before he switched it off i could make out a taunting smirk on his face in the dark.

A proud smirk.

silence filled our mansion once again but i could still hear her screams.

And i know that i will hear them in my dreams for the rest of my life.

my little sisters screams.

Seconds , minutes , hours passed but i didnt move.

I wanted to hug her right now but i couldn't.

She was take away from me.

she is far from me.

She wont be able to see me release my anger on our living room furniture.

i kicked the table so hard that it went flying across the room.

i broke all the chairs , paintings painted by her , all our vases and all our plants , but the fire was still burning in me.

it wont rest until i get my revenge.

the revenge which can only be fulfilled by killing jace herondale...

son of stephan herondale.

heir to the herondale industuries

and ..

my sisters rapist.

he just started a war and i will end it.

so many of you guys asked me that how will clary be able to love jace after the heinous sin he committed.

The answer is that she wont ... In the beginning.

The next chapter will contain the aftermath of jace's actions and you will also get the reason as to why he did that to clary.

i will post the next chapter as soon as i get 35 reviews.