Hi everyone!
So I had to post this chapter early (usually I update every Monday) because yesterday I saw the Mortal Instruments movie, and I don't know about you guys, but I loved it! I really liked the chemistry with Clary and Jace and the end totally leads to a sequel (they start filming City of Ashes next month)! I won't reveal any spoilers for those who haven't seen it, but it was very, very good. Let's just say I'm buying it on DVD.
Even though this chapter is kinda short, it still reveals a lot about what's going to happen next. I have it all planned out! I might update this coming Monday... or maybe later next week. I start school next week, and I'm so nervous! I wish I could just make a living writing fan fiction, lol.
Enjoy!
Jace paced anxiously back and forth in his room, brushing back his hair. It had been 2 hours since Clary had gone to get coffee, and he was seriously concerned. He'd called her after an hour, then called her again, and again, leaving her about 5 voicemail messages. She hadn't picked up on any of them.
"Hello?" He said, speaking into his phone again. "Yes, I'm aware that this is Dean and de Luca. I understand- a coffee joint doesn't deliver. I'm actually calling to see if you've seen a girl by the name of Clary in your café? Long red hair, black shirt and jeans with combat boots?" He waited for the barista to respond. "No? Okay, thanks." He hung up the phone and threw it hard onto his bed and groaned. Where was Clary?
"Awake my gorgeous one." A creepily seductive voice chanted in Clary's ear.
Her eyes fluttered open, releasing vibrant green irises as she took in her surroundings. Where was she? What happened? Then she remembered- Sebastian had kidnapped her. She had to get out of whatever 'this' is.
"Sebastian, what the-" She started but stopped at he slammed his lips onto hers. "Mmm!" She struggled against him, pushing him away.
"What's wrong beauty?" He stared down at her, running a finger through her hair.
"Back off Sebastian, or I'll..." She growled in a combination of fear, rage, and confusion.
"You'll what precious? We are soulmates. We are meant to be." He smiled and kissed her again as she screamed and bit him on the lip, hard.
"You did not just do that Clarissa." He hissed. "You will regret it." He locked his lips on hers again and pinned her down with his arms. She couldn't move, couldn't block him, so she slipped a hand to her belt, feeling around for her blade. She refused to kiss him back; her lips didn't move and he pushed her down harder.
"Ah!" He cried out as she whipped her blade into his arm, slicing a deep cut down to the bone.
"Get away from me!" She screamed fiercely, brandishing the knife at him as he jumped off of her and backed away.
"Now answer me. Why did you kiss me? Why did you say we are soulmates? Cause we're not even close." She purred as she backed him into the corner of what looked like a hotel room.
"My darling, I know you may be upset, because of our relation, but that has nothing to do with the lo-" He panted nervously.
"Our relation? What relation?!" She demanded. "Tell me Sebastian, or I'll kill you!"
He opened his mouth in an 'O' of surprise, then smiled. "You don't know? Oh my love, call me Jonathan. Your brother."
"W-what?" She gasped, dropping her blade sleekly to the floor in shock. "Jace isn't... Jace isn't my brother?"
Sebastian frowned. "Why are you bringing up that blond haired idiot?" His voice shook with hatred. "He doesn't love you; I do, my sweet."
Her expression then turned into one of horror. "You kissed me? I'm your... sister?" He nodded, smiling. "What is wrong with you?! You are sick!" She shrieked.
"Not just sick dearie," He smirked. "In love."
Then he snatched her knife and stabbed her hard, right in her leg.
Jace walked quickly through central park, twisting and turning his head for any sign of red hair. Where was she? He was genuinely afraid for her safety now; she must have been attacked by demons or kidnapped by something. She would have at least let him know if she had decided to pick up bagels too, wouldn't she?
His phone buzzed wildly in his hand. A call. He stared out at the screen and breathed a sigh of relief. "Clary!" He cried into the phone. "Are you ok?"
"Oh no, she's not ok. In fact, she's not ok at all." A masculine voice smirked through the phone.
"Who are you and where is Clary?!" Jace demanded loudly through the phone. "If you hurt her, I swear-"
"You'll do what? Kill me? Well, you'll have to find us first Jace Lightwood." The voice hissed.
"My name is Jace Morgenstern!" He yelled back.
"You don't deserve that name." The menacing person spat and hung up the phone.
A second later, several pictures were sent from Clary's phone to his. Jace gasped as he opened them. They were of her, unconscious and in some sort of hotel room, her right leg cut open and bleeding. A text came in with the pictures.
I have an idea. Let's play hide and go seek! You have 24 hours to find Clarissa Morgenstern or she bleeds out. Good luck- you'll need it!
Now that was a creepy chapter. I still get shivers as I write it... ugh. Till next post everyone!
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