"Hey, Carrottop" Clary tuned round from her locker and stood to face the person

who called her. Her tormenter was tall, black eyes along with pall skin and a

moped of white hair. Sebastian verlac was a sadistic person who rivalled off

the pain he caused others and Clary was no exception. " I thought you would at

least have the decency to not come in and decide how to meet your on coming

death?" He ended with hope in his voice. Clary felt a pang in her chest as the

others laughed at her misery. " you know Carrottop I could help with your

problem."

Clary wanted to run and that's what she intended, blinded by

the pain in her arm, which had not been bandaged yet, and the hatred she felt

she did not see Sebastian put his foot out before it was to late.

Clary hit the marble floor and the impact hit her chest and sent pains through her

body from lasts nights torture. She clutched her ribs in pain and as Sebastian

brought his foot back to kick her, a voice stopped him " come on you've done

enough, look at her." The voice broke through to Sebastian and he walked away

without a second glance to the girl he had humiliated I the hall way.

"Come on let's get you up, Clary" The pain in Clary's arm had grown to the

point she had tears falling from her eyes.

"N-no, I'm fine. Thanks." Come on don't be silly, your obviously hurt. Let's get get you cleaned up."

The boy that had come to help clary, that had stopped Sebastian from kicking

her ribs in all together, picked her in bridal style. He was strong and held

like she weighed nothing. Everyone was in class at the moment so the halls were

empty. He took her into the girls bathroom.

He set her down on the space between the sinks and went to get some tissue. When he came back she was too

busy trying to find a way to hid the blood stained top to "What the

hell are you doing?"

"Nothing" clary answered all too quickly, not looking up. She didn't want to know who it was even though she knew the voice well enough.

"Don't give me that bull shit, show me your arm!"

When Clary didn't show straight away he walked towards her in two strides an took her arm

in a iron grip. He pulled her arm closer to him and saw it was coated in blood.

Shock was written all on his face as he pulled the sleeve up to reveal the long

straight cut up her arm.

"Who did this." Worry and anger coming through in his voice. When clary didn't answer frustration wiped through his face.

"Was it Sebastian?" He ask as if it was the obvious. But as clary shook her violently

he looked surprised. "Then... Clary look at me." Clary looked up at who had

helped her. He had gold hair and eyes that that were tinged with brown to mack

them looked like the afternoon sun. He had chiseled cheek bones and long slender

fingers. Jace Wayland was the football star of Idris Academy and Sebastian's

right hand man. He never larger with the others though but he never did

anything, until now.

"Who did this."

"M-my fa..." Clary trailed off not

wanting to get her farther into trouble.

"Who, your what?" He spoke with the softness and was gentle as he cleaned her arm.

"Farther" the word was almost a whisper barley anyone would be able to hear it. But of course as he was so close he could. Jaces hands stopped cleaning the wound and his head shot up.

"Oh Clary, I'm so sorry." Jace whispered. Clary shook her head.

" It's not your fault is it. I don't get it, why do people always apologize for things that's not their doing" Clary whispered.

"Well it's a way of condolence... you need to tell someone, Clary." That's when Clary's head shot up.

"No, I wont and neither will you, got it!" Jace looked as if she had just slapped him and his had shot out and Clary flinched. when Clary's eyes opened Jace was just staring at her with his hand still raised as if to run it through his hair.

"Clary..." Clary was staring at his hand, and then she realized he was staring at her. She jumped down of the counter and ran for the door even with Jace calling after her. Tears spilling down her cheeks and her vision blurry, she didn't know there was a pool of water out side of the door. When the door swung open her foot collided with the water and she went backwards, on her way down her head hit the edge of the sinks.

And all went black.