So this is it. The last chapter of Torn between two worlds. Thank you so much for supporting and reading this story. I enjoyed riding this roller coaster ride so much with you guys and its been a pleasure writing for you. Keep calm and enjoy the story.
Chapter 14
I stood in front of the closet, looking through the dresses. I had never had such a mad fashion dilemma my whole life. I winced a little as I bent over to pull up a dress. My wound hadn't completely healed yet but I was told by Brother Zachariah that I was free to go. Tonight a celebration was going to be held to celebrate our victory against Valentine. He had been killed and his plan thwarted by his own daughter, Clary, who had written his name out from the sand and scrawled her own name upon it instead. The Angel had smitten him down, ending his life and reign of terror.
"Diana?" my father asked as he entered the room. In his hand he held a beautiful gold dress that brought out the color of my eyes. "This was your mother's wedding dress. You know that we Shadowhunters marry in gold but since you don't have a dress, you can wear this," he said as he gave it to me. It was long and strapless, touching my toes and giving my body a nice curve. He turned around as I changed and when I stepped out from behind the screen, his face lit up. "You look so beautiful. I'm so proud of you," he said as he hugged me.
We stood there, holding onto each other until he finally released me. "You better get going with Will. You wouldn't want your boyfriend to wait," he said and my eyebrows shot up with surprise. "Wait a minute. How did you find out?" I asked and my father chuckled. "I've seen the way you two grow up and how you changed recently. William is a good boy and I think you deserve him," my father said and I smiled. "Well, I best get changed. You better go find William," he said and I went out and knocked at Will's door.
"Come in," he said and I pushed the door open, revealing him in a long sleeve white shirt and pressed pants. "You look handsome," I grinned as he wrapped his arms around me and pecked a kiss on my head. "Well, you look beautiful, gorgeous," he grinned as he twirled my hair. "Gorgeous?" I asked teasingly. "Well, we do have to get used to the couple terms," he said as he pulled me close. My heart raced as we kissed, falling onto the bed. We were tangled in each other until we heard a cough from the door.
My father stood at the threshold, his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. "Just because I allow you to date, doesn't mean you can go have fun in bed," he said as we scrambled up. "At least we have some clothes on," Will grinned and I smacked him. He faked groaned and my father snorted. "Teenagers," he muttered as he closed the door behind him. I got up and straightened my dress. I had tried to do my hair up but Will gently stopped my hands and put them to my sides. "One last thing," he said and he gently pulled the dagger holding my hair up, letting my hair rain down my back. "Much better," he said as he offered me his arm.
We walked hand in hand down the street, the air cool and nice for a celebration. People were milling about, Shadowhunters and Downworlders alike. Everyone was dressed in elegant clothing, most of the women were wearing dresses and the guys in suits. I saw the Lightwoods sitting with Aline Penhallow and Simon Lewis, chatting as Clary came towards them dressed in a beautiful long silvery dress. For once, everyone looked at ease and none of the Shadowhunters carried weapons.
"My, you two are a cute looking couple," Danny said as he sidled up along with Allison, who was dressed in a pink dress suiting her skin. She looked like cotton candy. "Well, we are together now and all," I said and Danny grinned. "Finally, I was hoping when you two would get together," he smiled and he offered his arm to Allison. "Shall we get some punch, my sweet?" he asked and Allison giggled as they walked hand in hand over to the punch table. I looked around and saw people having a great time.
The streets were decorated with lights, shining in all colors. The tree trunks were wrapped up with glittery lights which I suspected were Magnus's work of art. All kinds of food were served on a long table and drinks of different colors swirled in long glasses. "Do you want a drink?" Will asked as we walked, looking at the dessert and drinks. "Are you sure they're safe to drink? Remember what happened the last time you drank a warlock drink?" I pointed out and he grinned. "Yeah and I turned into a puppy for two hours? I must have looked super cute," he grinned.
Couples were walking around hand in hand, looking elegant together. Will smiled as he saw Magnus and Alec talking to Maryse and Robert Lightwood, shaking hands with each other. "At least he has found some peace," Will said as he held onto my hand.
We walked past the crowd of people to a small little lane lighted with some lanterns. Will smiled wildly as he brushed his hands all over my body, sending shivers down my spine. "What, you want to do it now?" I teased as he kissed my body gently. "I'm not such a slut," he whispered as he kissed me on the lips. I was drowned into the kiss, savoring every moment of it. We were two teenagers making out in an alley, the moon shining above us and we kissed for a long time, planting a trail all over our bodies. "I love you so much. Why didn't I saw that before?" he whispered as he kissed my neck.
"Well, you have now," I whispered and we kissed again, our thoughts drowned for a moment. When we finally broke apart, I saw people were starting to look up. "Come on, or we'll miss the finale," Will grinned as he grabbed my hand and tossed me up onto the roof. I squealed but hung on, climbing up onto the roof and settling myself down. Will soon joined me and he put his arm around my shoulder, his touch warm and pleasant as I snuggled into him.
As we looked on, the first of the fireworks came up, a spectacular display of lights and sparks. The crowd below us cheered and pointed at the spectacular sight. I looked at Will, who smiled like an angel and slowly pulled me against him. We kissed slowly as the fireworks exploded in a shower of sparks—sparks that painted the clouds overhead as they fell, one by one, in streaking lines of golden fire, like angels falling from the sky.
Thank you for reading this fanfiction. Ave atque vale, readers and writers. Till we meet again, hail and farewell.