11
Isabelle
She warped them into the Institute and in the Infirmary that she had been in.
"I suppose I better get cleaned up then," Leigh-Ann said.
"You ruined Izzy's dress," Jace replied.
"Oh, that's right! This isn't mine!" she put her hands to her face, exasperated.
"She won't mind, I assure you. She ruins over half of wardrobe all of the time."
"Yes, you would know, wouldn't you?" She turned to who could be at the door. Isabelle stood there looking at the two of them curiously. Leigh-Ann flushed.
"Isabelle, I'm so sorry-"she started but was cut off.
"It's not a big deal at all," she said, amused. "Though I am curious as to why you're covered in demon's blood."
"We went out to dinner and a Ravener decided to run into us," Jace lied.
"Uh huh…that's why you were gone so long, right?" she asked, suspiciously.
"Oh shove it, Izzy," Jace told her.
"All right, then. Well, Leigh-Ann, how about you come with me? I'll fix you." She gestured her toward the door. Leigh-Ann looked up at Jace. He encouraged her to go, an amused look across his face. She followed after Isabelle, feeling rather resentful and feared what she might say to her.
"You're too pretty to be covered in that blood," Isabelle told her. "Weren't you thinking about how you'd look?"
"Well, no, I mean all I was thinking about…" Was the fact that it was a demon and that thing was the reason for my suffering? Isabelle looked at her curiously. "I was thinking about fulfilling my duties as a Shadowhunter and killing it. Is that so bad?"
"It is if anyone was as hot as you." Leigh-Ann's blood rushed to her cheeks and she looked away from her.
"This is my room." Isabelle gestured her to the upcoming door on her right and walked in. Isabelle walked straight to a wardrobe and opened it, revealing many dresses and shoes and such.
"Good lord. I thought Jace was kidding."
"No." Isabelle shook her head before rummaging through her dresses and pulled out a dark green silk dress. "You'll wear this tomorrow. Tonight," she started through her drawer. "These will do." It was a green satin silk nightgown. "Green looks beautiful with your eyes. I wonder if you knew that."
"Well, I-Thank you." Leigh-Ann stumbled with her words.
"Go get clean," she said, gesturing her hand toward an open door. Leigh-Ann assumed it was a bathroom and went to it.
When the heat of the water in the shower hit her, her shoulders had completely relaxed and she ran her fingers through her hair. She couldn't help but watch the blackness of the demon's blood go into the drain and threw a disgusted look at it.
Demon blood; the reason I'm here in the first place; the reason I'm not with my family.
She growled but started to compose her, thinking to herself, do not get angry. There are people here trying to help you.
She took in a deep breath before finishing up in the shower.
She stepped out and wrapped a towel firmly around her which for some reason was like a cue to Isabelle, because she opened the door immediately.
"Isabelle, what are you doing?" Leigh-Ann stuttered.
"Well, you need to make that hair of yours pretty."
"I'm…practically naked…"
"We're girls. Who cares? It's not like I'm Jace."
With that, Leigh-Ann's face warmed even more. The thought of Jace seeing her exposed…she shook her head from the thought before nodding to Isabelle.
"I wish my hair was bronze."
"Why? You look stunning with black hair, Isabelle."
Isabelle waved her hand. "Yes, but I'm nowhere near as pretty as you are."
"Don't be ridiculous. You look a lot like your mother, if I may point out."
"Yes. We get that a lot, me and my mother."
"I can see why. So, Alec is your brother right?"
"Yeah and so is Max, but you haven't met him yet."
"How old is he?"
"He's eleven."
Leigh-Ann nodded before feeling a tug at her head and flinched.
"Well, if you weren't rolling around in dirt killing demons and such, I wouldn't have pulled your hair."
"No, it's fine. Just get it over with."
Isabelle pulled roughly through the tangles of Leigh-Ann's head.
"You can fight demons but you can't handle a brush?"
"Sue me for being tender-headed," Leigh-Ann replied.
With that, Isabelle let out a laugh. "I like you already."
Leigh-Ann couldn't help but smile. It was nice to have a Shadowhunter that was a girl around. Seeing Jace made her feel rather mediocre for being a woman even though he claimed that she was stronger than he.
"I believe we'll get along nicely," Leigh-Ann replied. Isabelle nodded and Leigh-Ann saw a smile go across her lips.
"Me, too," Isabelle agreed.