Ohmygosh guys! I'm sorry it's been so long since I updated! School started a couple of days ago and its been to hectic to think about updating anything! Well we are just going to start off where we finished last. And here we go! Please keep reviewing
Jace whipped his head around 'Magnus! Do something!'
He looked back down at Clary who had gone deadly quiet. Jace looked at her panicked. She wasn't breathing.
Clary felt sleep pulling her into darkness, she let it take her knowing that Magnus's spell would protect her from her dreams. She opened her eyes looking around her surroundings. She was laying in the same forest she first saw Jonathan at when she was camping. She looked around, waiting to see where her dream would take her. Clary decided to get up and wander around, she was propped against a tree and she was beginning to get a dull burning in her arms.
Why was she holding her arms behind the tree again?
Clary pulled at her arms panicking as she felt the resistance of ropes bound to her wrists. She twisted her head a round to look at her arms, tugging again she came to the realization that she wouldn't be getting her hands free anytime soon. Dread filled Clary even though she knew that whatever Jonathan did to her it wouldn't hurt her. She trusted that Magnus's spell would work but she still felt unease in her stomach. Clary looked around the clearing into the shadows just waiting for him to appear. Clary's eyes widened when she saw Jace running into the clearing, he paused looking around before he spotted Clary and ran over to her. He grasped her face in his hands looking into her eyes.
'Clary,' he whispered 'Are you okay?'
Clary nodded 'Now that you're here.'
Jace smiled pulling her lips to his. He kissed her with a fiery passion and urge gripping her face tightly in his hands. Jace began to kiss her harder his hands trailing down her face to grip her shoulders.
Clary jumped, feeling her arms burn again straining against her bindings. She pulled away from Jace as he kissed down her jaw. He was being to ruff, not like him.
'Jace, please stop, untie me at least.' Clary looked at Jace as he stopped kissing her neck. He growled at Clary- wait growled? What? Jace looked up at Clary his black eyes shining. Clary looked at Jace.
'Jace?' Clary tried to pull away from him but her grabbed her shoulders in an iron grip.
'Think again sister dear.'
'Jonathan.' She spit 'how could you?'
'Oh come on Clarissa, haven't you ever wondered what it would be like? What Iā¦tasted like?'
Clary shook her head trying to free herself from his grip, she couldn't.
'Let me go Jonathan. Now.' Jonathan took a step back, looking at Clary who was still kneeling bond to the tree. He pulled a pocket knife out of his back pocket. His eyes gleamed at the click of the knife releasing from its container. Jonathans features slowly returned to his own. She knew what was coming and now she was starting to doubt if Magnus's spell was going to work. She knew at once that somehow Jonathan had broken through the spell when he traced the knife down her arm. Clary screamed as blood ran down her arm she didn't have time to recover her breath when Jonathan licked the knife across her stomach. He stood back and watched as Jace shrieked in pain.
She glared up at Jonathan 'You're pathetic.' She hissed. Jonathan closed the gap between the two of them in one bound. He gripped the front of her shirt pulling her up to him, she screamed at her arms stretched painfully pulling at her cut.
'I'm pathetic? Me? You'll regret saying that sister dearest.' He pushed her back against the tree, holding her throat in his vice like grip. She coughed as his hand tightened around her wind pipe. He used his other hand to knick open her skin with the knife wherever he could reach. Small beads of blood blossomed over her skin, getting bigger and bigger. Jonathan let go of Clary as black spots danced in her vision. He snapped his fingers and her bindings disappeared and she fell to the ground. She wrapped her arms around her bleeding body as Jonathan advanced on her. He knelt down beside her picking her up and pushing her up against the tree. He roughly twirled his fingers through her hair making Clary whimper. He traced a finger down her jawline like Jace had done so many times. With Jace it felt so right, with Jonathan it felt so wrong. He pushed his lips roughly against hers once again, his tongue flicked out and pushed against her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and he slipped his tongue in her mouth. Clary bit down on his tongue hard, she tasted blood well up in her mouth. He pulled back grabbing his mouth, he spit blood onto Clary's shirt. He pulled his hand back and punched her in the jaw. Her head cracked backward hitting the tree behind her. She felt her head go fuzzy and her knees start to buckle. Jonathan grabbed her and threw her to the ground. He walked over to her kicking her in the stomach over and over again. Clary screamed, she thought it would never end. She could feel herself losing consciousness as Jonathan brought his knife out again pulling it down her skin. She begged Jonathan to stop, not only was he inflicting physical pain but he seemed to be able to enter her mind and inflict intense gut gripping pain in h=the inside of her body. Clary finally let herself slip into unconsciousness.
Unfortunately Clary knew that soon she would come back to the present and that happened all to soon. When she woke up Jonathan was lounging by a tree watching her. He smirked when she opened her eyes and walked towards her flipping open his knife as he walked. Clary shrunk back against the ground, trying to make herself smaller. He strode over to her and knelt down beside her, he slowly traced the tip of his blade down her jaw line care to not cut her. Yet. He clamped a hand over Clary's mouth as she screamed when he slowly plunged his blade into her stomach. She bit down on his hand and screamed as he pulled his hand away. He looked at her with rage blazing in his eyes, he brought the knife over his head. He plunged it back down towards Clary when something sliver streaked across her vision and knocked the blade out of his hands. Jonathans he whipped around to look at the unknown culprit.
Clary looked over at the entrance of the clearing at where her golden haired angle was walking towards them, knife at the ready and a fierce look in his eyes.
Jace. The real Jace had come to save her.
Guys! I know I haven't been writing for so long! I feel so bad but school just started up and I've been working a lot so I haven't had time to work on the story at all, as it is I'm staying up late to write this. Anyway its just a little thing but I hope you guys like this chapter and it may confuse you a bit. But that will just encourage you to keep reading :P I'm so smart right? Cliffhangers and all. Anyway I promise I will try to keep up my updating but it may not be as often as I did during the summer, that was like every day :P anyway thanks
