I groaned. My head really hurt! Since when did headaches hurt this much? Wait. What did headaches feel like? Had I ever had one before? Who was I? Okay this is strange. Didn't people normally know who they were? I should know my name. I should know who I look like right? Why couldn't I?

"Clary!" a male voice yelled into the dark. Was I Clary? Was that me the man was calling for? "Clary! God damn it where are you!" he yelled but this time closer. His voice was loud but musical, in the same way I suppose like singers voices. They had to be loud and they had to be musical. Cause there singers! Haha! Stop. How could I make jokes if I didn't know who I was? Did I like jokes? Was I any good at telling them?

Sometime later I'd remember everything very clearly about what I saw next. But at the time I didn't notice the crack of light that pierced the darkness or even the silhouette that left the room.

"Clary!" the mans voice was directly above me. I waited for him to stop walking and look down. He did. I watched his eyes scrunch up slightly as he looked at me "ahh. There you are. Ohh Clary you….." he stopped as someone turned on the light. I saw him. Oh how I saw him. He was amazing his eyes sparkled gold, his hair shimmered gold and his body screamed "I workout! A lot!" I knew this magnificent man? Could I be so lucky? The man looked at me again, like he took a double take. "Shit Clary! What the hell happened to you?"

I sat up slowly, noticing it caused me pain "why what's wrong? Oh and stop calling me Clary. Please!" I snapped

He looked really confused "why should I stop calling you that? It's your name."

I refused to believe him. If it was my name shouldn't I fell a little tug to say that I somehow new it was? "Then how come I don't remember! How come I have no idea of who you are or more importantly who I am?" I quizzed him

He smiled "Haha! Nice joke Clary. Come on were…" he stopped as he realised I wasn't joking "shit! Shit! You probably have a concussion or something"

He dropped his hand down to help me up. I took it grateful to be on my feet. I swayed slightly and the man caught me wrapping His arms around my waist. I liked it. It felt natural. "Thanks. So who are you?"

I looked behind me to see his grin "I'm Jace your husband."

husband! husband! how could i have a husband! and how in the world was he it! i didn't know what i looked like but i was sure it wasnt anything equal to him. i mean he screamed god!. "how can i have a husband? how old am'i?" i whisperd.

he smiled again. "you have a husband beacuse i proposed to you a year ago, when i was 20 and you were 19. you said yes, and we got married six months ago." he explained his grin getting wider as my mouth opened bigger. i was sure i looke like a fish so i shut it with a snap. i looked down to my hands and found a ring nestled nicely on my finger , it was plain gold with a little green jem in the middle. it was nice, tastefull and not to big. i liked it.

"okay i think i can stand by myself now!" i snapped startiling myself. did i normaly just snap when i was scraed and really confused.

"jace! you find her yet!" a girls voice rang through the little room. i hadn't been able to see what type of room i was in before so i looked now. it was a bedroom. there was a bed on my right, a wardrobe next to me with blood smeard down its side. i looked down at myself, there was blood dripping from my neck down over my blck hand went up to my head and it came away red, soaked with blood. the cause of my memory loss. Now that i knew abaou it my head flared again. "ow" i mutterd and showed jace my hand. his eyes narrowed and he grabbed my hand. "no its my head. look" i turned around slowly and lifted my hair off my neck. i noticed that it was red. a deep firey red that was extremly curly. jace gasped and turned me towards him.

"looks like someone did this to you. it looks like someone grabbed you by the hair and rammed your head against the wardrobe. but who would do that!" he mused to himself.

"wait are you saying that someone made me lose my memorys. all my memorys of well me?" i asked quietly. jace nodded and began to pace

"jace! im speaking to you!" the girl shreeked again. this time she eneterd the bedroom and looked at the sceane. from the way me and jace were standing, to the blood dripping down me and finaly to the blood on the wardorbe. "how on earth clarissa did you get blood all down that beatiful dress i leant you!" i looked from the girls massive blue eyes to her long flow of black hair, to her long graceful body , to her hrd mouth and finaly to jace

"she's worried about the dress? i'm bledding!" i exclaimed

jace nodded and the girl spoke " iam beacuse im isabelle lightwood. i can do anything." isabelle, i surposed i knew her. i looked to jace again waiting for him to explain, he nodded again and faced isabelle

"isabelle, is my adopted sister, your sister in-law and best friend beside simon. and isabelle clary has been thrown aganist the wardrobe by someone and now she doesnt rember anything. she doesn't even know who she is." isabelle opened her mouth , her comeback ready when she relised that it was true.

"omg!" she exclaimed and rushed out the door. okay could this get any more confusing? i really hoped isabelle would'nt come back anytime soon.