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I can't stop shaking. Simon left hours ago but I'm still in shock. Simon and Valentine where right. He was trying to kill me. Was he even my brother? It all comes together though. The shiny knife in his hand, the weird way he used to kiss me. Brothers aren't meant to kiss there sisters like he did. Who was Jon then? I play his last sentence he said to me over and over in my head.

'Hey Clary. I've loved you forever you know. But because I'm your brother, I can't-' can't what?! What was he trying to say? He told me he loved me but because he is my brother he couldn't do something. Jocelyn sits across from me. I asked her to come here because I need answers. I hate her. She is the biggest bitch I've meet because she has abandoned me, put me through hell and kept so many secrets from me. I hate her. I hate her so much.

"Who was Jonathon?" I don't even think that sentence makes sense but nothing is making sense right now. Jocelyn is sitting on my bed with a blank expression. It's sort of scary to see her so calm after everything that happened. She just stares at me emotionless.

"He was part of the group your father was in."

"What is the group?" I run my hands down my face, getting frustrated.

"They are called the 'Endarkend'. They are a group of assassins."

"So Jon and Valentine where assassins?"

"Sebastian too. They weren't always bad people. They killed for all the right reasons."

"Is there ever a right reason to kill?" It's a reasonable question but she ignores it.

"Until a week before Jon died." She is gulping but she manages to keep her face expressionless.

"What happened?"

"The leader was killed and the leadership changed."

"How did he die?" I know the answer.

"Valentine killed him."

"What was the reason?"

"He's controlling! You know that! He wanted to be in control!" She is yelling now and I'm sort of relieved that she is showing emotion.

"Why did he kill Jon?" She looks at me with a guilty look. She gets up and starts to pace the room.

"You have the right to know everything. Jon was some kid Valentine found who had the skills to be an Assassin. Valentine looked at Jon like he was his son so he invited him to live with us. I was alright with that because he was the nicest kid I've ever met that killed for a living. Well, I thought he was until a month before he died, Valentine and I started to notice how he acted around you. He was so… intimate with you that it came a problem. He kissed you like Valentine kissed me. Used to kiss me. We talked to him. Telling him to stop and act like you are his sister but he told us the most disturbing thing the night before he died. He told us he loved you and that he will find a way for you to love him. We got worried and try to keep you away. Then the night he died, he had this idea in his head that he would kill you then kill himself so you guys could be together forever. Valentine saw through his calm dilemma and figured out his plan. He came into to your room to kill you that night. And that's why Valentine killed him, so he wouldn't kill you." I know I'm in tears. I just can't feel them. I'm just so numb right now.

"Before he died he told me that he had loved me forever and that because he is my brother, he can't"

"Be with you. You couldn't be his wife. He told Valentine that." My life has been built on lies. Jon wasn't my brother and Valentine was saving me when he killed him. I don't like Valentine any more than I did before but he wasn't always bad.

"Why did you leave then?! Why did you leave me to be abused?!"

"The other people in the group found out what happened and started to come after us. I hated Valentine because of what he became. So I made it sound like I was going to distract them from you and him but I ended up leaving for good. I said I was going to come back after I sort the whole thing out because they loved you and me. The boys in the group. But I never went to them. I just ran away and I left you with Valentine because they might have come after me. I didn't know how to defend myself but Valentine did. You would have been safer with him but I didn't know he would do that to you. He loved you so much Clary. He killed for you and now he is killing because of you and me. He has lost his way." She's right. It's because of me people are dying and getting hurt. I don't know what to think or do. Everything they did back then was for me. Then it fell apart and my life become what it is today. I don't know what to think. I don't know. I don't know. I fix my eyes on the wall behind Jocelyn and start to rock back and forth. The words 'I don't know what to do' just plays over and over and it's the voices telling me that I deserved this. I can hear Jocelyn saying something and she is touching me but I keep rocking back and forth. The walls that made me strong has been shattered. I'm at the deepest slum I have ever been and now I realize I have a long way to go to get out. Even before all this I was too far down to the point that the only way out is to go deeper. My life is so stuffed up and so am I. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. I rock back and forth as I hear Jocelyn cry and shout for Alec to come over. I ignore everything. Nothing will help me out of this. Nothing ever will. I feel Alecs hand on my knees and I freeze. Valentine said for me to ask Alec about Jons death. But how is he supposed to know? Unless he is part of the group too.

"Clary." I stare at Alec like I don't know who he is.

"Get out and never come here again."

I hope you enjoyed that! I'm sorry the chapters haven't been very long. The way I cut them off is important so the readers have something to think about after they leave. I hope to make them longer eventually but I can't have too many things happening in the chapter at once! The chapters recently have sort of been fillers and mini chapters that explain what is going on before the main plot comes into play. I hope you understand and like the story regardless. Next chapter will be up tomorrow. I'm hopeful that I can keep the daily posting up.