"What! Why does it matter?" I ask him.
"Well, he's a downworlder. Can you really trust him?" He asks me. I see something flash behind his gold eyes, but it's gone the moment I see it.
"He's pretty much like my father, yes I can trust him!"
"Listen Clary, I grew up learning that you can't trust them. So, are you really sure we can trust him?"
"Yes Jace! He has protected me my whole life! You can trust him with your life!" I whisper angrily back to him. Jace straitens up and puts his hands up as if he where surrendering.
"Fine, if you trust him, I trust him."
"Good." I turn back around to get Isabelle's cloths and put them in a bag. I leave the house and say goodbye to Luke and my mom and get back into Jace`s car.
"So, if Luke's not your father, then who is?" He asks me. I stay silent. My mother told me I can never tell anyone because they won't trust me and try to get information from me. "Clary?"
"I-I…" I have no idea what to tell Jace.
"My father's dead." I lie to him. It pains me, but what else can I do?
"Oh, I'm sorry, but if you ever need to talk about it, you can talk to me. My father is also dead. I got adopted into the Lightwood family when I was ten, but kept my last name."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's fine." He says as we pull into the institute. "Here we are." We get out of the car, and as we do so a loud scream comes from inside. Jace looks at me then runs full speed into the building, I follow after him. Once were inside there's another scream, it's a girls.
"Isabelle!" He yells. There's no answer. Jace runs into a big room. It must be a library because it's filled with books on each wall. Standing in the middle of the large room is a man and a boy, the boy is about my age, they both have white blond hair and black eyes. They look like they could be father and son. They're both fighting with Isabelle and the boy I keep seeing around, the one with black hair and blue eyes. Jacey stops on the steps into the room right beside me.
"Stop!" He yells. To my surprise, everyone does. "Who the hell are you?" He asks the two blond males. They both look up at Jace. The older one of the two speaks up.
"You helped take care of my daughter, where is she?" He asks. " I want her."
"Valentine…" Mumbles Jace. "Your daughter, we never took care of her. We have no idea who she is!" Then it hit's me. This guy screams bad news, he has a boy that could be his son, and his name is Valentine. Shit! So that's my dad, and my brother! I think to myself. I start to back up and hit the door. The two males look at me.
"Clarissa?" Asks the younger one. I look up at the older male.
"Father?" I ask. They both look at each other and smile.
"Dearest daughter of mine. Have you missed me?" He asks.
"What the hell do you want with me?" I scream. I feel Jace grab my arm. His grip is hard, and hurts me, but I barely notice it.
"You told me that your father was dead!" He whispers in my ear. I turn to face him. He's clearly angry and, hurt?
"My mother, just told me who my father really was last week, I just found all this out last week, that I have a brother, and there both evil. I couldn't tell you because my mom said not to tell anyone, because it will be dangerous for me. So I told you he was dead. But, he might as well be, I had never seen him before!" He loosens his grip on my arm.
"Well, your dead father wants you to go with him." He says in an angry voice. I can feel tears come up in my eyes.
"Please! He'll turn me into my brother! He'll turn me into a demon child!" I say. "I can't go with him Jace. You know how much of a monster he is. You know what he'll do to me! What my brother will do, they'll kill me!" Jace stars blankly at me for a moment. Then he pushes me back behind him as if he's guarding me.
"You can't have her!" He yells at them.
"Well then…" Says Valentine. "We'll just have to fight, to get her."
And the battle starts.