5. Power Struggle.
"What are you doing?!" I asked horrified to see the blade digging into his skin. But he did not bleed at all. Instead, a black ink-like line was forming, making a pattern.
"None of your business, mundie." He said, without even looking at me.
I suddenly realized the pattern he was making. It was one of those I saw in the book. They were called runes.
"Is that a rune?" I asked.
He suddenly stopped in his tracks and looked at me in confusion and shock. He got up and walked toward me, towering me.
"Who told you that?" he asked, looking at me suspiciously.
"None one…" I said, scared.
Was I supposed to know any of this? It seemed like no. What if they kill me for knowing their secret? The thought made my heart run faster.
He bent down to my level, and whispered almost affectionately, which made me even more scared.
"C'mon, you can tell me." His breath tickled my cheek.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I whispered back nervously.
"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about." He said.
His face looked angry as he tightly held my jaw with his hand.
"Don't try to be too clever with me, because it won't work." He said venomously, jerking my head on the side.
He walked next to his bookshelf, and took out the same book I was reading, to my horror. He knew. He picked it up from the bookshelf and examined it.
"I was wondering why this book was placed so oddly when I came in the room. I think I understand why now." He looked at me dangerously.
"What do we do with you now, hm?" He asked to no one in particular, examining me.
"Please don't kill me." I said desperately.
He chuckled. I didn't know whether it was an evil one or an amused one. I searched for his eyes desperately trying to find his intentions.
"Don't need to look like a scared little kitten, mundie. Unless of course, you decide to disobey and use your clever little antics again." He looked at me sternly.
"I won't." I said immediately.
"I don't trust you." Said Jace.
Suddenly, he walked towards me and removed the handcuffs. I didn't ask what he was up to since I was too nervous.
He grabbed me by the arm and started taking me towards the door.
I finally found my voice. "Where are we going?" I asked, being reluctant with my steps.
"To the cellar." He said to my horror.
"No!" I shrieked. I tried to be free, jerking off my arm from his grip but he was too strong and I knew I was going to have a bruise there tomorrow.
My attempts were doing nothing. He was about the open the door.
"Stop or I'll scream!" I said in haste. That was the best thing I could come up with. I realized how stupid I sounded.
He stopped all of a sudden, looking at me with amusement.
"Can you repeat that?" he asked, taking pleasure in my embarrassment.
"Shut up." I said jerking my arm off his grip finally and holding it where it hurt, looking down.
"No matter how stupid your 'blackmail' was, I have to say it worked." He said.
I looked up at him in disbelief.
"I do not want to wake up my fellow institute members because of a mundie like you." He said.
That hurt. How dare he say that? And what the hell is a 'mundie' he keeps calling me?
I glared at him.
"What does 'mundie' mean?" I asked finally, sick of this term. "My name is Evelyne by the way and I would be preferred to be called that." I said, folding my arms.
"Ah, so Evelyne is your name." he said, looking at me as if it all made sense now.
"I asked what 'mundie' means." I reminded him, annoyed.
"It means humans like you." He said.
"Are you not a human?" I asked.
"No."
"You look pretty human to me."
"I'm half angel, unlike you, who are weak and ignorant."
Rage filled in me. How dare he say that?
"I am not weak." I said with clenched teeth.
"Oh really?" he asked.
I didn't even realize until I felt a sharp pain in my right pinky finger that he was twisting it.
"Ouch!" I shrieked in pain.
"Now what do you call that?" he asked.
"Jace?" came a voice outside his room. It was a female's voice.
Jace's looked at me with wide eyes, the amusement gone.
He quickly grabbed me and tied me back to the chair with the handcuffs. I whimpered as he put those sharp metal handcuffs back to my already bruised wrists.
He then went outside the room, closing the lights.
I was left in the darkness of the room.
-xx-
Jace went outside, recognizing the voice of his favourite new institute member.
"Clary, what's wrong?" said Jace, tucking a strand of red her hair behind her hair.
Clary was wearing her pink pyjamas with a white spaghetti top, covered by an oversized black sweater which she wrapped protectively around her body.
"I heard some girl's voices from your room." said Clary, looking at Jace questioningly.
"It's the mundie girl who we thought ran away. She was found hiding in my room." said Jace.
"So she was found? What are we going to do with her now?" asked Clary, looking towards the door of his room.
"We cannot leave her right away. She knows about us." said Jace, looking at Clary with seriousness and concern in his eyes. "Anyways, what made you wake up in the middle of the night, was it her voice?" he asked, changing the topic.
"I had a nightmare. I went to the kitchen to get some water when I heard the faint noise of that girl from your room." Said Clary.
"Were you scared?" asked Jace.
"A little." Said Clary.
"What was the nightmare about?"
"Nothing."
"You can tell me." Assured Jace, whispering.
Clary thought for a moment before she took Jace's arm and dragged him downstairs to the kitchen.
"Come with me."