Thank you all so much for your support, it really means a lot to me that you all actually care, despite not knowing me. I'm so grateful. Things have slowly been getting better for me, and I'm hoping I'll be okay again soon. So here's the next chapter!
Clary buried herself further under the covers. It was Monday now. Sunday had seemed to drag, with her parents going about their normal ways, ignorant to the cold stares that Jonathan directed at her. The hate in his eyes had been so strong, it seemed to go right through her, as if he wanted to pierce her heart. What right did he have to hate her? She wasn't the one who had stolen his innocence, or violated him or threatened him.
Thinking about everything made Clary feel so sick that she couldn't bear the thought of going to school, so she faked being ill. Jocelyn had believed her, either entirely convinced that Clary was sick or in too much of a rush to get to work to actually check if her daughter was actually ill. Clary didn't mind, as it meant she wouldn't have to face Jace today. How could she tell him? She knew that he would want her to tell him, but how could she when she had put herself in such a dangerous position, knowing full well what Jonathan was capable of, and she had lied to Jace about her safety. She couldn't handle the shame.
Just then, Jocelyn popped her head through Clary's door.
"I've rang the school to let them know you won't be in, so just stay in bed and rest today. Jonathan will be home at lunch to check on you." Jocelyn said, smiling down at Clary. Clary's eyes widened.
"No, Jonathan doesn't need to do that. I'll be fine Mum, honestly. Tell him to stay at school with his friends." Clary reassured her. God knows what Jonathan would do to her now he wasn't taking his 'It's okay, I won't hurt you, I love you' approach anymore. She feared him now more than she did before. Now,he was completely unpredictable.
"If you're sure, but you know what he's like! Right, I'm off! Me and your father will be home this evening, stay in bed and rest, and I'll see you later, love you, bye!" Jocelyn quickly replied,before leaving Clary's room. Just as Clary shut her eyes, her door creaked open again, but this time it wasn't Jocelyn, it was Jonathan. He was staring down at her with an unreadable expression, but Clary knew he was raging beneath the surface.
"Get out of my room, Jonathan." Clary snarled, not wanting her brother in her room, given that he was not against hurting her anymore. He simply smirked at her, bending down to sit on the edge of her bed. Clary made a move to slap him, but he caught her wrist and held it in his hand, inches from her face.
"Listen here, Clary. I have been nice to you up until now. Seeing you with that bastard yesterday was the last straw. After everything we've done together, after everything you said to me, and then you go and sleep with him."He whispered maliciously. Clary's eyes widened.
"How did you know I slept with Jace?"Clary asked, dumbfounded. There was no way he could have known, he had been downstairs when it happened. Jonathan smirked at her.
"Sebastian was coming out of the toilet when he saw you and Jace go into the bedroom. He listened at the door, heard your moans, your screams, screaming out his name instead of mine. I was furious. But when we got home and we had sex, I thought you had realized your mistake in having sex with him, and realized that you loved me. Then I saw you the next day, and discovered what a fool I'd been. You never loved me the way I love you. You're just a manipulative bitch."He growled at her, venom seeping into his voice. He sounded mournful towards the end though, as if Clary really had hurt him, deep down in his pitch black heart.
"You're right. You have been a fool. I am your sister, and we will never be together. Get that through your head, you disgusting rapist!"Clary hissed at him, and was rewarded with a swift slap across her cheek. Jonathan looked at her in both contempt and hurt.
"You can't deny everything that's happened between us. You loved it. And if I ever see you with Angel Boy...you're gonna wish you'd never met him."Jonathan snarled in a menacing tone, before storming out of Clary's room, slamming the door behind him. Clary let out a sigh of relief, she was finally alone. But dread was slowly building up inside her, as she thought about Jonathan's threats. How far would he go to make Clary his?
The entire day had consisted of Clary listening to music and drawing. Her phone had gone off many times, messages from her friends asking where she was, and several missed calls from Jace. She couldn't muster up the energy to reply to any of them though, wanting merely to be left alone in her own world. Jonathan hadn't returned, even though Jocelyn said he would, both pleasing and scaring Clary. If he hadn't come at lunch, what would he do after school? The school day was drawing to a close anyway, meaning he would be home soon. Clary shut her eyes tight at the thought of Jonathan hurting her again.
At exactly 3:30, there was an erratic knocking at the door. Setting down her pencil, Clary stood up from her desk and walked over to her window to see who was at the door. It was Jace, anxiously bouncing up and down on his legs. Clary smiled in relief, she was so glad to see him. She bounded down the stairs and unlocked the front door, and Jace quickly pulled her into his arms, pressing her against his chest and burying his face in her hair.
"I've been so worried, Clary. You didn't answer any of my calls, and I thought...I thought," Jace stuttered out, tightening his hold on her. Clary melted into his embrace, feeling safe again.
"I'm sorry Jace,"She whispered, but she was not only apologizing for the lack of contact. She was apologizing for what Jonathan had done to her, after she had promised Jace she would be safe.
"It's okay, I just-I missed you,"He replied, pulling his face up to gently kiss her on the lips. He was about to step into her house when Clary put her hands on his chest, stopping him in his tracks. He looked up at her in confusion.
"Jonathan will be home any minute. Why don't we go down to the beach?"Clary said, silently pleading to Jace that they needed to leave quickly. Almost as if he saw it in her eyes, Jace nodded in understanding. Clary quickly slid on her boots, locked the door and walked hand in hand down the road with Jace. She wasn't sure what made her look back, but when she did, she saw Jonathan standing at the door of their house, with a thunderous look of murder on his face. His jaw was tightly clenched, and at that moment, Clary had never been more afraid in her life.
Jace and Clary were sat down in the sand on top of Jace's jacket, enjoying each other's company in blissful silence. They were sat hand in hand, watching the sunset. She knew she would have to tell him what happened, but for now she wanted to enjoy the peace.
"Were you safe this weekend?"Jace asked, breaking the perfect silence. He had asked the inevitable question. Clary felt tears build up, choking her throat. She was ashamed of herself.
"I'm so sorry Jace,"She whispered tearfully. She felt Jace tense up beside her, and he grasped her face in his hands, pure worry etched on to his face.
"What happened?"He questioned, searching her face for answers, although he could probably guess what had happened anyway.
"The Lightwoods weren't in, everyone was busy. So I went home, and he...he-Oh God, it hurt so much," Clary sobbed, looking down at the sand in shame while tears spilt down her face. She had expected Jace to turn away from her then, so she was surprised when he wrapped his strong arms around her, clinging to her tightly.
"I'm so sorry, Clary. I should have been there for you. It is in no way your fault, so don't you dare think that, not for one second, okay? Everything is his fault Clary, and I will make sure he never hurts you again." Jace reassured her, pressing her body against his. Clary was about to reply, when she heard a harsh chuckle a few steps away from them. Her entire body froze.
"How sweet. You really think you can take her from me?"Jonathan sneered, clasping his hands together and slowly walking through the sand towards them. Jace quickly stood up, shielding Clary with his legs.
"Stay away from her, you evil piece of shit. She is not a possession, she is a person, and your sister. You deserve to burn for everything you've put her through."Jace snarled, clenching his fists together, ready to beat Jonathan bloody if he tried to hurt Clary. Jonathan laughed harshly.
"Are you aware of everything she's done? How she came for me? How she willingly kissed me? How she willingly fucked me, not once but twice? She's just as twisted as me,"Jonathan replied, smiling maliciously. Clary shivered in fear.
"Your actions are you blame. You manipulated her, frightened her into submission. You're the twisted one, you sick freak."Jace growled, and Jonathan's eyes darkened.
"You won't have her, you bastard." Jonathan roared, before he pulled a knife out from his jacket. Clary gasped, and shot up from her place on the floor, holding on to Jace's arm and trying to pull him away. If he got hurt because of her...
"Please Jace, we need to get out of here." She desperately pleaded. Before Jace could reply, Jonathan lunged for Jace, brandishing the knife ready to kill for his obsession. Jace pushed Clary out of the way, just managing to dodge the knife himself. Drawing back his fist, Jace slammed it into Jonathan's face, sending Jonathan flying to the side. He managed to keep his balance though, and swiftly brought his knee up into Jace's stomach. Jace doubled over in pain, crouching on the ground. Clary ran over to Jonathan, trying to pull him away from Jace, but he quickly knocked her to the ground. Luckily, Clary's distraction had given Jace enough time to recover, and he quickly tried to attack Jonathan again. But Jonathan was stronger, and he pushed Jace off and readied his knife to strike. But Clary got there first, and stood in front of Jace as the knife sunk into her stomach, tearing open her skin and letting blood pour out.
She yelped in pain as the metal pierced her skin. She looked up at Jonathan, who looked both shocked and devastated as he watched his little sister fall to the ground after what he had done. Jace yelled in horror as he caught Clary in his arms and gently lowered her to the ground, resting her head in his lap. Tears streamed down her face as pain spread through her body. Jonathan crouched over her injured body, tears filling up in his eyes.
"Oh God, I didn't mean to. Clary, I'm so sorry! I'm sorry,"Jonathan whimpered, putting his hand in her hair. Jace looked up at him in rage.
"Don't fucking touch her! Just call an ambulance!"He screamed, snapping Jonathan out of his saddened state and he promptly stood up to call the ambulance. Clary was whimpering in pain, wishing the burning would go away. She could feel herself slowly growing weak.
"Jace..."She squeaked, clutching onto Jace's hand tightly. Jace kissed her knuckles.
"You're gonna be fine Clary, I promise. Help is coming, just hang on." Jace pleaded, trying his best not to cry. He had to stay strong for Clary. As the pain escalated, Clary could feel the darkness coming upon her, and closed her eyes, giving into the silence...