AN: here is chapter 9 as promised. Sorry it has taken me so long! I will try to update faster from now on even if they are only small chapters. Anyway hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: does Cassandra Clare live in Spain? Don't think so. I only own Cecelia and any other character I made up

Celia sighed; she hadn't expected shopping with Isabelle to be this tiring. They had gone to every possible shop and she was forced to try on at least three outfits in each. The fact that se hadn't slept much the night before wasn't helping, even though she put on several energizing runes and drank 2 cups of coffee. "Izzy, I think I've got enough clothes" Celia said cautiously. Izzy huffed but finally agreed to go home after going in to one other shop. Not that she could really call the institute home. When she got to her room, successfully avoiding everyone else, she laid down on her bed and before she knew it, she was asleep. Almost instantly the nightmares came back. They where, nearly always, about her uncle or valentine.

This time it was about Valentine. She was in the old Morgenstern Manor, which had burned down years ago. Her mom was also there, covered in blood and wearing the same clothes she whore the day she had died. Her mouth was opened in a soundless scream. Valentine was laughing like a madman. He was holding a syringe with a strange liquid inside, Celia didn't know why she was dreaming about this as it had never happened, well in her life, at least not that she remembered. Valentine kept laughing while her mom slowly started to fade away. Cecelia tried to scream but no sound came out. She reached for her mother but she had already vanished into thin air. Once again she lost the person she loved the most. She felt something crawl up her legs, when she looked down she saw small demonic spiders crawling up her leg. She screamed and tried to get the spiders of her legs but more kept coming, until she fell to the floor and felt the demons consume her. Until once again everything faded to black once again.

Cecelia woke up screaming covered in sweat and with the sensation she was falling down. Slowly her eyes started to adjust to her surroundings. She sighed when she saw her room in the New York institute. Slowly she got up and made her way towards the kitchen. Her mouth had gone dry. When she got there she saw light coming from under the door and slowly walked inside. Next to the counter with his back towards her was Alec. He turned around startled almost dropping the mug in his hand, when she let the door close. " Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." Celia apologized quickly, cursing herself once again for scaring someone. She really ought to stop that. "That's okay, I just wasn't expecting anyone." Alec replied "What are you doing up at this hour anyway?" he asked Celia "Nightmare and you?" she simply responded not wanting to elaborate. "I just couldn't sleep." Alec responded shrugging. Celia nodded and walked towards the cupboard to get a glass, she filled it with water and joined Alec who was looking out the window. They stood there in a comfortable silence until Alec cleared his throat, " How are you liking New York so far? I guess it must be hard to leave your house and go somewhere strange." Celia was silent for a minute before responding "It's okay I guess, very different from Idrid but I'm liking it so far. Yes it is quite strange but I had nothing left in Idris. And by the way you don't have to pretend to like me you know. I'm used to people hating me for my family." Alec had gone pale and looked out the window once again, to afraid to look her in the yes Celia guessed. "I don't hate or dislike you because of your family. You don't choose who you are related to or who you fall in love with." He sighed and turned to look at Celia "I guess you probably know already but I'm going to tell you anyways. I'm gay, and for a long time I thought that I liked Jace and I got really jealous of Clary. I guess it's ridiculous but I was to self centred to notice. I felt so relieved when jace told me Clary was his sister. I thought I finally had a shot you know? Of course I was naive, he didn't like me or any boys for that matter, and never would. Besides we are parabatai so it wasn't allowed. I'm not sure why I'm telling you this, probably to show you I know what it feels like to get judged for something you can't exactly help." Alec sighed after his speech. They were silent for a long while. Celia processing the news she just heard and Alec silently regretting saying it. Cecelia obviously had had her suspicions there was something more to Alec but hadn't expected him to just outright say it. They had only known each other for a week or so. "I'm glad you trusted me to tell me this. I won't judge you, you know. And I hope you find a nice guy soon. I could set you up with someone if you would like?" she responded winking at him. Alec laughed and carefully hugged Celia. "Thank you. Truly I'm glad I have someon to confide in." Alec whispered "Your welcome, I'm just glad you don't hate me for me being family with Valentine." Celia responded. Alec nodded before yawning and saying " I'm going back to bed, see if I can get some sleep at least." "Yeah me too. See you in the morning." Celia smiled before walking out of the kitchen " Hey Celia, if you ever want to talk about your nightmares, let me know I'll be there for you." Alec said. Celia turned around and smiled back at Alec. " Thank you Alec, that means a lot." Celia left the kitchen and made the long, lonely walk towards her room. She felt cold all of a sudden. As soon as she got to her room, she was no longer tired but wide awake. She rummaged through her back looking for something to kill the time. Celia hadn't expected to find her journal or even open it but still there she was , sitting down on her bed, reading her journal. She had started using the journal the second time her uncle had locked her up in the cellar of his mansion. She always liked writing and reading. So writing down her feelings and describing the cell helped to not lose her mind. Now she sat staring at the the last few pages she wrote.

February 8th,

I've been locked up in this cellar for 3 days now. I don't even remember what I did wrong this time but most times there is no real reason. I think uncle Lucas hates me and doesn't want to take care of me anymore. I don't know what I did to deserve such a life but I won't complain or beg for it to stop. I obviously deserve everything I got. The cell looks the same as always, it's dark and smells of iron and animals for some strange reason. The things he had used to hurt me where no were to be seen. He obviously hid them while I was unconscious. Lucas took my stele of me so I couldn't heal myself or escape.

February 9th

Lucas dropped his steel which I have hid somewhere safe. Now I'm waiting until he leaves the house to heal myself. Then I'm getting some food and clothes and run away, far away from Idris and from Lucas. I've got money so I could actually leave idris. I might go to New York, the lady who runs the institute there was very nice to me the last time I saw her.

Lucas has left the house so I'm starting my mission for freedom now. Wish me luck.

Celia sighed looking at the journal before continuing. There were only 2 pages left.

February 10th

I did it! I escaped, Lucas came back just as I was leaving. He tried to stop me but I hit him on the head with a sword and ran. I'm in Germany right now, about to step on a plane to New York. I'd get a portal but Lucas would be able to trace it and I don't want to be found by him or anyone else. I'm waiting in the gate area at the airport about to get on the plane. I hope everything goes allright and I get to New York quickly.

I'm now on the plane, god I do not like flying! I wish I could have taken a portal. I will update you when I get to New York. Now I'm going to try and get some sleep as I haven't slept in 2 days trying to get as far away from Idris as possible.

That's where the journal stops. Celia looked through her back once again looking for a pen and decided to write the last page in her journal for a long time hopefully.

February 23rd

I have successfully made it to the New York institute. There's been some trouble on the way in the form of demons but I am fine now. I found out I have two cousins, Jace and Clary, they seem like nice people. Alec and isabelle, Maryse's children are also nice. Especially Alec he seems to understand how I feel and he doesn't judge me about anything I do. I won't write in here anymore as I am no longer going to be stuck in a cellar, or at least I hope so. Tomorrow I want to talk to Jace and get to know him better. He seems so troubled but nice and a lot like me at the same time. Wish me luck!

With that she closed the journal and put it under the mattress of her bed. She put her pen in her bag and turned off the light. She suddenly felt very tired so she decided to at least try to sleep. As soon as her head hit her pillow she was asleep and for once she had no nightmares.

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