The whip came down again. I had lost count after the 10th, It felt like he was never going to stop. Then he pull's my head up and whispers 'Just wait till your brother returns, and then think this was going easy!'

'Pl-please stop' Look at me I have been reduced to begging, I hate it that's the one lesson that's stuck, Never Beg!

'Ha, you think that's going to work'

Crack

Snap

Crack

After each crack of the whip I scream my throat tearing with every one….

"Clary, Clary wake up – oh god please wake up"

I awake to two honey gold eyes looking at me with concern. "Jace…"

"Oh thank god Clary. Are you ok, you've been out for hour's?"

"I'm fine thanks Jace, I just need to get home, wait what the time?" Fear spikes within me, I really need to know the bloody time.

"It's just gone past 6, Clary are you ok?"

I ne-need t-to get h-home now, Oh God, why, why, why?" I start to mumble to myself over and over as I realise what's going to happen when I get home"

Ok, Clary I'll get you home I just need you to calm down ok?" I try to calm down. When I've calmed down I realise where I am, well kind of.

The walls are white and so are the bed covers and the bed is a black wood along with every other piece of furniture, shelves, wardrobe, desk, char, bedside dresser – "Hey are you ready to go?" I am pulled out of thinking by Jace who's got a black jacket on now and a pair of keys in hand.

"Er yea urm where am I"

Oh, right well you're in my room, you kind of fell after what happened in the bathroom and…"

"and, What"

"Clary are you sure you want to go home; I mean we've got plenty of rooms here. What I mean is that, I guess that…"

"Spit it out Jace, please"

"Right sorry, your dads, from what you've to me, is going to be pissed and I guess I don't want you to get hurt even more. From what I can tell, is that you've got two broken ribs, too many scars and those bruise are so bad it's no wonder why you haven't bruised an organ and in immense pain, and don't get me started o those marks on your back." His words coming out faster by each second.

"Look Jace, if I don't get home then I'm going to get in more trouble, and I don't want that, so please can you take me home."

"Ok but here," He handed me a piece of paper. "It's my number just encase it gets too bad or in you just want to talk, ok?"

"Yes Jace, fine" I didn't tell him I owned a phone or any sort of way to contact him.

The ride there was silent, but a comfortable silence. "You won't tell anyone will you"

"No, Clary, you have my word" Just then my house came into view and the lights where on but there was a second car already there.

"Urm Jace can you drop me off here please." The car pulled to halt and I jumped out, threw a thank you to Jace and ran to my house, feeling Jace's burning gaze between my shoulder blades.

I got to the door and saw Jace watching me from his car. I opened the door and a cold cruel voice sung out from the hallway. The voice I decided that was almost worse than fathers.

"Why, I'm so happy you could join us, sweet little sister."