Whui, I know it's been a long time but I finally finished my writing all my exams and now it's fall break. So I hope I am able to upload more often but I cannot promise anything.

Here is the rest of chapter 20: ( Clary's + Izzy's outfit = Profile)

I opened my eyes founding myself in darkness. Everything around me was in darkness. I could only make out a small window on the left side which was barred from the outside. It was closed making the air in the room thick and dirty. I sat on the floor with my back leaning on the wall. It was cold and hard making me shivering. I could live with that but there was this disgusting rotten smell which let me know where I was.

It was the room I hoped to never see again. It would bring pain making me suffer like I've never done before until my last breath.

Suddenly the door burst open. Light illuminated the small room making me blink from the sudden bright light and then I saw him. Standing in the doorframe watching me like I was his prey. The man I had been terrified of my whole life.

24 hours earlier….

It had been exactly seven days since my father had called me again and I tried to be nicer to my family and friends but I couldn't let them in. They wouldn't look at me the same way. And then there was Jace. I talked to him. Only a little bit but I did.

I could feel him watching me when I wasn't looking but I couldn't blame I probably looked like a walking zombie or something.

I couldn't sleep at night wondering if I survive the next day or not.

I didn't care to dress nicely. A jeans and a baggy sweatshirt would be enough. Most of the time they were from Jace. I just felt a little bit more secure by wearing them.

At school nobody really talked to me because I would flinch away or just start zoning out but I was glad for that. Sebastian hadn't been in school for a week and a half but I didn't think anything bad about however I would soon change my mind.

It was Saturday morning and I sat on the porch wrapped in a thick blanket and my sketch pad in my lap. Lately my drawing got darker due to the circumstances.

At the moment I was drawing a house. It was a small house hidden in the dark woods. It wasn't that big but it was its radiation which let you shiver in anxiety. Some of the windows were smashed and the door was shattered lying on the floor. Blood was smeared on the door frame.

The sky could be seen in the window. It was dark, big clouds filled the sky hinting that a storm would soon break free. Purposely, I draw a cloud looking like a creature flying towards the house.

It was like I knew this scene but couldn't grab it.

I was so into my drawing that I screamed when all of sudden a hand touched my shoulder. I jumped out of my chair and fell on the floor.

"Shit, Clary. I'm so sorry. I thought you heard me calling your name." Jace exclaimed.

I took a deep breath trying to calm my nerves.

"It's okay I was just startled for a moment." I told him.

"I'm sorry… what are you doing outside in this cold?"

"I was drawing."I looked for my sketchpad and found it on the floor. Jace saw it as well and grabbed it for me.

He stared at it as if he was examining. "This is amazing!" He followed the lines of the sky with his fingertips.

"It looks extremely real." He muttered.

"Maybe I've been there before." I wondered out loud.

"What?!" Realizing that I said it out loud I recovered and answered.

"Nothing."

He handed it back to me and then there was an awkward silence. I was staring at the floor and I could feel his gaze on me.

When I looked up he stood right in front of me and cupped my face with his hands.

"You can talk to me, you know. I won't hold it against you." He caressed my cheek with his thumb. His eyes were so calm and warm inviting me to just tell him everything. I wrapped my arms around his torso catching him off guard. Hugging him tightly I inhaled his manly scent. He put his arms around my waist and I could feel him kissing the top of my head and then he rested his head in the crook of my neck. I opened my mouth to tell him.

Tell him everything.

"Jace." I murmured into his chest. I loosed my grip on him and look into his eyes.

"I can do it." I told myself.

"I'm…" scared. That's what I wanted to say. Finally I had the courage to talk to him and then…

"Clary, Clary." I head Isabelle's loud voice booming through the house. She then stepped on the porch and made her way to us.

"There you are. Come on, you promised to go shopping with me." Izzy exclaimed.

"Oh no."I thought. I had only agreed so she would stop bugging me with that.

"Izzy." Jace whined.

"What? You can have her in the evening when we are back. It's my Clary-time, now."

"But…" Jace started but was again interrupted by Isabelle.

"No buts. We are going now. Come on, Clary." She grabbed my arm.

"Wait, you go ahead I'll be there in five minutes." She rolled her eyes but left nevertheless.

I turned to Jace who was smiling brightly. I walked to him and hugged him again.

"We'll talk later okay?" I asked and looked up through my eyelashes.

"Yeah, but please don't let me wait too long, okay?" Jace pouted.

"I try but you know Izzy." He leaned in and kissed me.

I really missed them. His kisses were like…like I didn't know anything to compare it but I was addicted to them.

I kissed him back gladly and put my arms around his neck and played with the hair on his neck.

We pulled away and looked into each other's eyes.

"I love you." Jace breathed making me smile.

I was about to respond but then what do you think… Izzy came back and yanked me away from him.

Isabelle and I arrived at the mall fifteen minutes later and got out of the car. We just walked inside and talked about everything.

"So, we definitely have to find something for you to surprise Jace and you do need a lot more clothes. However you have a great style so yeah…this won't be a problem."

I wasn't really listening to her. I was rummaging through my bag looking for my iPod but I couldn't find.

"Clary, are you listening to me?!" Izzy exclaimed.

"What?" I asked still not looking at her.

"What are you doing?"

"I think I forgot my iPod in the car. I'm gonna go and get it okay?"

"Clary, why would you need your iPod while shopping?"

"I just need it. Could you give me your keys? Please..."

"Yeah, here. I'm waiting in the shop over there okay. Don't take so long, yeah…"

I nodded and walked back to the car. When I opened the door I saw it right away lying half way under the seat. I grabbed it and put the earphones in my ear and switched it on.

What a shame we all became such fragile, broken things.
A memory remains just a tiny spark.
I give it all my oxygen,
to let the flames begin
to let the flames begin.

Oh, glory.
Oh, glory.
This is how we'll dance when,
When they try to take us down.
This is what will be oh glory.

Somewhere weakness is our strength,
And I'll die searching for it.
I can't let myself regret such selfishness.
My pain and all the trouble caused,
No matter how long
I believe that there's hope
Buried beneath it all and
Hiding beneath it all, and
Growing beneath it all, and...

This is how we'll dance when,
When they try to take us down
This is how we'll sing it.
This is how we'll stand when
When they burn our houses down.
This is what will be oh glory.

I closed my eyes and concentrated on the lyrics.

Reaching as I sink down into light.
Reaching as I sink down into light.

This is how we dance when,
When they try to take us down
This is how we'll sing it.
This is how we'll stand when,
When they burn our houses down.

This is what will be oh glory.

Listening to the last lines I started to make my way towards the entrance.

Suddenly I felt someone grabbing me from behind and a cloth was pressed against my mouth. I tried to scream but I felt myself slipping away. My iPod dropped to the floor and I felt into a deep darkness.

Isabelle's point of view:

I was in the shop for half an hour and Clary still didn't come back. She only wanted to grab her iPod. I didn't even know why she needed it in the first place.

Nevertheless, I told her to go and that I would be waiting for her. I had already picked out some clothes for her and of course for me as well.

Actually, I wanted to talk to Clary why she was acting so strange lately. Especially towards Jace. She barely talked to us. Every time we tried to start a conversation she would walk away or start zoning out.

However, here I was standing waiting for her to come back. Forty minutes later and she was still nowhere to be seen.

I felt awful and worried that something had happened to her.

Therefore, I went to my car but she wasn't there. She wasn't in the parking lot either. I grabbed my phone calling her. I heard a tune in the distance. I followed it and noticed a bag lying on the floor. Immediately, I realized it as Clary's and right next to it laid her iPod. Now, I really was worried and desperately, called Jace.

"Hi what's up? I thought you were shopping."

"J…Jace..." I stuttered on the edge of crying.

"Izzy, what happened? Are you okay? Is Clary okay?"

"Jace…I...I can't find her."

"What do you mean you can't find her?"

"She went back to the car for a minutes but 40 minutes later and she didn't come back." Tears started forming in my eyes and I let them.

"I'm coming."Jace replied and hung up.

Clary's point of view:

…Suddenly the door burst open. Light illuminated the small room making me blink from the sudden bright light and then I saw him. Standing in the doorframe watching me like I was his prey. The man I had been terrified of my whole life.

I try to appear strong but I cracked under his intense stare on me. I pressed myself into the wall hoping it would just swallow me.

Then it all started. His first blow landed on my right cheek. Next thing I knew he kicked me into the stomach making me fall over. He didn't stop he kept on kicking me over and over but I remained still knowing full well that it would only making things worst.

What seemed like a lifetime later he stopped and spit on me. I could feel my muscle screaming in pain. I couldn't move. Even blinking hurt.

He looked me again and said.

"Gosh, I missed this." His creepy smile formed on his face and he chuckled seeing me lying on the floor helplessly.

He left through the door and slammed in closed.

I stared blankly at the wall and prayed to God that all this was just a nightmare and I would soon wake up.

That's it. Please tell me what you think and what you hope to read next...

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