previously;

"Your brother looks a lot like your Dad Clare Bear." He replied, the voice was so familiar, no, it couldn't be. His back was turned away from me, I couldn't be sure.

"How do you know-" I gasped, shocked. It couldn't be him.

"Your Dad? Of course I know him Clare, I even saw him only yesterday." He was still facing the fireplace. I no longer felt the heat of the warm room, ice was in my veins, and I was frozen.

"Y-Yesterday?" was all I managed out, even my tongue seemed frozen, unable to form any other words.

"To ask about you of course. You didn't think that I'd let you go so easily now would I?" And with that, he turned around and I was met with the piercing black and soulless eyes of Sebastian. My nightmare.

Cpov;

My breathing almost stopped as his eyes met with mine. My veins, which had before felt like it was filled with sludgy and icy blood, was now racing through my body, My heart starting to pick up a rapid pace. My heartbeat was the only sound I heard whilst time seemed to slow. Our eyes stayed locked together, his challenging mine to back down. Finally, I submitted to him, lowering my eyes. Sebastian slowly walked towards me. His pace slow, as if approaching to steal a diamond which had booby traps all around it. His feet carefully placed. Sebastian was finally in front of me, his piercing gaze giving me an extremely uncomfortable feeling. I was surprised when I felt his hands wrap around me, so tightly. As if to say 'I wont ever let go of you again'.

The bubble of silence seemed to finally pop as he continually whispered one word over and over again. 'Clary'. Almost gently, he unwound his arms from me. But he didn't step back though, keeping the intimately close position with me. I finally muster the courage to look up at him. And with him now seeing that my full attention was on him, he smiled, a sinister twist to his lips.

"Why did you go Clare bear? Why didn't you tell me where you went. I almost went mad looking for you?" He asked, mocking hurt. His right hand lifted up and twirled one of her curls around his finger, admiring it. Seeing that I wasn't going to answer, he continued. "But then I remembered how you once mentioned how your brother and mom lived in Brooklyn. I also knew how you always said your brother looked just like Valentine." As he continued with his speech, his other hand went to caress the side of my face, cupping my cheek. " My cousin Aline, I knew she would probably know him somehow, she's such a social butterfly. But I didn't expect her to be at the same school as him. Her Instagram had enough recent pictures of him to prove it. They even went on a holiday with friends together. around the time you left." He paused to lift up the curl that he had in his hand to sniff it, breathing in deeply the scent of my hair." After that, it was just way too easy. Aunt Elodie realised how sad I was, after she found out you cheated on me. She thought it to be best that I went to my other Aunts for a while, the Penhallows. Then, all I had to do was get a flight here." He finished triumphantly, his eyes appreciating my still shocked state.

The hand that held the side of my face now held my chin in a strong grip, almost bruising me. His other hand wound into the back of my hair and tugged harshly, forcing me to look into his eyes again, I had unknowingly lowered them back down. "And now that I have you again Clarissa, I do hope that you won't be running away anytime soon, or telling your friends of our rather 'intimate' history together now would you. I would hate to use your brother's safety to anchor you here. I would also hate to hurt him, I really want to be friends with him. " Sebastian's grin grew wider as he saw the fear deepen in my eyes.

Almost tentatively, he leaned in and brushed his lips against mine. I was too scared to move. He stepped back before the door opened loudly, we both turned around to see Izzy, who seemed too busy to notice how shocked I seemed.

"Your idiot of a brother decided to break one of my mum's favourite bowl. He didn't even need one." Izzy seemed to be in a slight rage, slight being a huge understatement.

"Remember that you used to date this idiot." Jon laughed lightly as he came in from behind her. Izzy turned towards him and scowled.

"Clary, I see you've now met ..."

"Call me Bastian" Sebastian answered, he made his French accent more pronounced, if I wasn't so shocked right now, I would of rolled my eyes. In L.A, you could barely hear his accent.

"Well, bonjour Bastian" Izzy smiled semi flirtatiously. She cleared her throat."Je m'appelle Izzy." She tested. Sebastian laughed.

"That was probably the worst flirting I've ever seen from anyone." Jon put in.

"You know-" Izzy started.

"Well it was nice meeting you Bastian, but Jon, I'm tired, can we go now?" I snapped out of my shocked state, I had to get Jon away from him.

"But we just got here" Jon whined.

"Please" I almost begged. Jon took a real look at me then, looking at me for the first time.

"You look rather pale, maybe we should, sorry for the bowl Iz. " Jon wound his arm around my shoulders before leaving with me.

"You okay Clary?" Jon then whispered.

"No" I replied. And as long as Sebastian stayed here, I wouldn't ever be.

I just somehow lost all inspiration halfway through this chapter, hence it being so short. This chapter was gonna be way longer. Please review, they help motivate me.

-Ruby |-/