Clary's Provo:
I wake up to the sound of yelling. I try to open my eyes to see what's happening, even though I know who the voices belong to, the one that sounds cold and harsh, his yelling filling the room is Prince Matthew, and the other voce somehow calm but starting to shake just a little bit belonged to poor helpless Damon. It took me a moment to catch on what they were talking about, but then I knew. They were talking about me, or what had happened at the Rebel attack, but the problem was that I didn't even remember that had happened.
" Did you see anything?" Prince Matthew asked his younger brother as he gave a sigh.
" No." Damon said taking a deep breath. " All I saw was her and Officer Greene in a pool of blood."
Office Greene? Who was he?
" Who's blood was it?" Prince Matthew asked.
" Both, but it was mostly hers. She lost a lot Matthew, but she'll be fine, she's in the bet hands. We need to-" Damon was cut of by his older brother's yelling.
"No little brother, you wont do anything. This is all my Selection, not yours. Clary is here for me not you, so you might as well just but out. And if you have a problem about this than talk to mother or father, but from now on, you are not aloud to get in ten fee's reach from her, or talk to her. If I find out that you have so help me Damon you'll wish that you were never even born." Prince Matthew's voice was ice cold making a shiver go down my spine, and the rest of me go cold as well. It's as if he made the whole room go cold.
No, I though to myself. He wouldn't do this. Damon was my friend nothing more, and his brother was going to take that away from me. I knew that Prince Matthew was cold, but I would have never even thought that he would ever break up a friendship. I try to get up but I can't, it's as of there is a force pulling me down, and though I try to yell, or just say something, nothing comes out of my lips. This wasn't supposed to happen, I was turning into the exact thing that I would never want to be. I was becoming weak, not able to help my own friend or tell hit jackass of a brother off. Damon is a good person, and he should have a friend or too, even if she's in the Selection, his brother shouldn't be able to take that right away from him, no one should.
" No." Damon's voice is now shaking and for a reason I felt as if the rest o his body would be shaking as well. As the moments passed by I find it that I'm holding my breath, waiting for the next thing to happen, though i already know that it wont be a good thing. Why aren't I beinng a good friend and trying to help Damon? Why am I beinng so weak?
" No? " Prince Matthw asked? " Damon, I'm the next King. I can make the rest of your life a living hell."
The next moment catches me by suprise. Someone slapps the other, sendin the sound of skin on skin down thequiet room, and then a gasp that's not my own. What happened I ask myself, but then it hit's me. It was Prince Matthew slapping Damon. Quicklt after the slap someone walks out of the room, leaving me and the oteher who is making his way over to me. I go back to the sleeping posotion that I was in, hoping that they havent notice that I was listeningg to the whole conversation.
" Clary?" the voice was Prince Matthew, the last person on the world that I wanted to talk to write now.
" Yeah." I say as my eyes open, and I'm met by a diffrent looking Prince Matthew who's hair is sticking all over, bags under his eyes, and a red marck on the left side of his cheek, where Damon must have slapped his. If I catch him with out his brother there, I'll have to tell him that he did a good job.
" Are you alright?" his voice is shaky as if he's holding something. I give a slight nod and he smiles a bit, though he gives the look as if he was expecting me to say something else. " Do you, do you remember anything that happened?"
I try to remember, but all that pops up is big bler, so i shake my head but the Prince still has a sympithetc look on his face maing me want to slap him. Befire this I was never weak, nor did i want anyone to every give me a look of pitty, but now I don't minde it all.
" Alright, gt some sleep, in a few day's the Royal family of Irelan and England will be visiting, and mother will be needing help because there's only twenty two of you left." What? last time I checked there were twenty-five. Who did he eliminate, and why. I want to ask, but that wont be nice on my hand, so I'll ask Eve,that's if she's ere anyway.
" Thank you, you Highness" i say. I don't know wh for the fact that he told my friend to never speak to me again. I want to hate him, and I'll try but hating someone just isn't me. I guess that's one thing about me, I'm fast at frgiving someone.
The Prince gives a kiss on the forhead am walkes out leaving me with a smile that i can't explane. Am I doing something that I know should never happen? Am I falling for Prince Matthew? " Just call me Matthew."
Happy New Year Everyone. Hope you have the BEST 2014. R&R me your thoughts for this chapter, and what you wanna see in the next ones? P.S whoare the three Matthew took out, and WHY?