Chapter 23: I'll play nice, Clarissa

JPOV:

My parent's and I stand in front of the rebel looking over the area where people everywhere are laying flowers, candles, teddy bears, and pictures for Clarissa. Everywhere I look someone is crying, grieving for Clarissa, but I see no one grieving for Sebastian. Not even his own family are standing by the rebel where his house once stood. I pretend to wipe a tear with a napkin, my eyes are protected by my thick sunglasses. The plan as far as we knew was working, everything thinks Clarissa is dead and only we know that she's actually a live somewhere.

Luke refuse to come to the blow up site because he felt like he was giving up on Clarissa. Giving up on finding her and bringing her home. Not realizing we are just playing the same that Sebastian put into place only better.

"I think we should go guys, everyone seen us and they have enough evidence of our grief." I whisper to my father as he held onto my mother tightly. My mother played her part beautifully after learning that Clarissa was a live. I'm grateful she got out her funk but now we must leave to get our plan into action.

"Let's go honey." My father turned her and Alaric and I took the lead heading to the truck. Pushing past the reporters, the photographers, and the cameramen. They are like hungry vultures eager to get a story and make sure the world see they were the first to deliver it.

One thing for sure it, I plan on getting my sister back one way or another.

CPOV:

I wake up once more in unfamiliar territory but the benefit is that the room is bigger. With a velvet couch and across from it a flat screen tv. I check my surrounding relishing in the fact I was a lone once more. I jump up but immediately feel the rush of nausea and race for the slightly ajared door hoping its to the restroom. I'm in luck and empty the little contents of my stomach into the bathroom toilet. Cursing the very existence of Sebastian Verlac and his whole Verlac family. I flush the toilet and rise my mouth with the water wishing that I could escape. I scan the room and at least I have a window this time, the dark shade let's me know that it is bullet proof. But only one way to find out. I grab the lamp from the end table and throw it at the window. It shatters without even so much as a scratch on it.

Great… just great. There's no escape at all. So I'm stuck here. I reach for the remote control and turn on the television and the first thing you see is a picture of myself on one side and a picture of Sebastian on the other.

"You can still see family and friends of Clarissa Fray-Morgenstern laying flowers, bears, candles, and even pictures at the blow up site. If you can zoom in you will see just behind me her parents and her brother standing in front of the rebel and the poster picture of her grieving. There is still no information on where the fire started before it started to spread around the home here. But investigators are believing it to be faulty wiring. Verlac industries plans to sue the company that installed the faulty wires for justice for their heir to Verlac industries, Sebastian Verlac."

I'm numb, my whole body feels like thousands of paper weights are holding me down. I don't even hear the door when it opens, nor do I hear my name being called.

SPOV:

I wake up this morning with a new pep in my step. I have my cook prepare a delicious breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and fresh strawberries. I load it into the cart and head down to the studio and freeze once I hear here scream. I push the cart and jogg down to her room fiddling with the lock to get in the room. I swing the door open and see her screaming on her knees in front of the t.v. shit. I thought I had time. I thought I could tell her casually.

I grab her and shake calling her name but she keeps screaming looking at the screen. I reach for the remote and turn it off but Clary just looks off in the distance…. Well atleast the screaming stopped.

"Clarissa…" I whisper trying to talk to her like a scared wounded animal. "Clary…?"

Her eyes snapped to mind and I see so much hurt, pain, and disgust in just one look a lone.

"Don't touch me!" She screams backing up until her back hit the bottom of the couch. "I'm dead because of you! I'm… my…. I fucking hate you!"

I sit Indian style on the floor and listen to her rants, trying to be patient as possible.

"I was normal! I was at a school I loved! I was painting and applying for internships! You came and fucked up everything! Everything I wanted! Everything I loved…." Her eyes turns distant and I know she's thinking about that Mutt Luke. "You ruined it all."

"How can I fix it, how can I make you love me my dear Clarissa?" I whisper keeping my eyes on the floor.

"Fix it? How can you fix it? Oh I don't know let me go! Let me go back to my family! I don't love you!"

"In time you will love me Clarissa. You have no choice." I rise off the floor to get the cart of food until her voice stops me.

"You want to make it right? Kill yourself."

"What?" I take a step back.

"That's now it will make it better for me. Kill yourself and let me go." She turned herself away from me and stared out the window unphased by the words she just uttered to me.

"I'll go get your breakfast." I muttered grabbing the plate off the cart and placing it on the end table.

LPOV:

I push the guy to the ground and peep over my shoulder. Alaric still stands there sipping on his Coffee.. He acts like it's the end of the world if he doesn't enjoy one cup a day. I turn back to the little fucker on the ground and grab his neck.

"So your going to tell me where your boss sent that helicopter to pick up Sebastian and the redhead girl that was with him?" I say slowly squeezing his throat.

"I don't know! I swear!" he screams and I look to Alaric.

"He seems to be telling the truth." He said to me before turning to the punk on the ground. "Where's your boss then big fella?"

"I can't tell you… he'll…. He'll kill me."

"You should be a little bit more worried about what we are going to do to you before you worried about what he will do to you."

"You don't understand, he will kill me! Without a second thought! My family, my daughter, my wife? They will be dead the moment he finds out! Anyone that works for him is watched and I'm sure I'm being watched right now and they are waiting for me to slip up so they can kill them just for fun. Then eventually me." The frantic man starts saying refusing to make eye contact.

"Like I said, you should be more worried about us breaking every bone in your body and then your wife's and then eventually your mother and father. Everyone you know will be broken and in a hospital bed waiting for your boss to kill them." He looked up with fear filled eyes. "Who ordered it, and why?"

"Verlac ordered it for his son… The dead bodies wasn't Clarissa, or Sebastian's…. The second order is catalise… I overheard a phone call… Verlac was ordering his son to put it in Clarissa's food or something and it will make her compliant. That way she will marry him, and he can rape her and she wouldn't be able to do anything but go a long with it. They want to get her pregnant before you guys can even find her. If you do she will already have the future to the Verlac name growing in her body…. It's all I know I swear!"

"Alrighty then." I handcuff him to the medal pole and grab his phone and call police with his phone. "You'll be in jail but a live. Be grateful."

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