I slowly open my eyes and adjust my eyes to the light, except there's a problem, there's no light in the room at all. Not even the dim light of the porch lights outside that usually reflects into my room or my night light, which I always turn on. A feeling of dread and horror hits me as I realize where I am.
"No, no, no" I whisper to no one but myself, because I know where I am and that I'm not going to get out of this place again. The feel and smell of the down stairs basement is the same as I remember it. Cold marble floor covered with dust and the complete empty and dark feeling of the room. The room stinks strongly of piss and unwashed bodies. This is the room I get locked in when I disbehave, when Valentine says I should try harder and be a better daughter. Though sometimes he puts me down here just because it makes me miserable, because he enjoys my pain. I will have to wait her until he or Sebastian think I've learned my lesson and open the door to let me up.
Hours and hours pass, or was it minutes. Any amount of time her feels like a eternity. My body racks with sobs as the streams of tears roll down my face and don't stop. I'm out of breath, I'm drowning in my own tears, as I struggle to get to the surface my body goes limp with excruciating pain. All of my old cut and bruises from my beatings are back, I cant reach the surface, to much pain, to much-
"Clarissa!" I startle awake, my shirt and clothes are drenched in cold sweat. But I'm here, in my bed with its comfy pillows and floral pattern comforter. I'm in my true home and that's what matters.
"Honey, get up. You don't want to be late for your first day," my mom, Jocelyn yells from the kitchen.
"Be right there." I reply. My shoulder slump in relief. It wasn't real, it never is every night I have the nightmares about the times Valentine would lock me, mom or Jon in the basement. Or the times Sebastian would sneak into my room at night... I shake with goosebumps just thinking about it. Everything's different now, I keep telling to relax but the past keeps haunting me during the night and day. I feel like somethings wrong with me. Its only been a month since we have escaped them, but still mom and Jon seem find, I just have a harder time letting go and excepting this is our new life now. Far away from them, where they can't get us.
I slip into my ripped jeans and lime green V-neck shirt that says haters gonna hate, (its my confidence shirt.) I quickly run to the bathroom and I see in the mirror a old scar right next to my shoulder, peeking out from my shirts neck line. It doesn't hurt anymore but just seeing it makes me cringe. Remembering one of the nights Sebastian came to my room, he pushed me onto my bed and started taking my clothes off. I hit my bed post, causing me to start bleeding where the scar is now. He didn't stop, he never stopped even, when I begged him.
The memory feels like a slap in the face, it hit me so hard, I had no time to block it. I suddenly start panicking. I cant do this, go to a new school, face new people as well as old. Like my friend Simon, I haven't seen him since grade one, when Valentine decided we needed to move, people were getting suspicious about him. They will think I'm a freak if they find out what me and Jon have been through. That's when a sudden wave of nausea hits me. I run over to the toilet and puke my guts out. Not exactly the start to my day I had been hoping for, but at least there's no way today could get worse. I flush the toilet and when I'm sure my sick feeling has left I go over to the sink and brush my teeth until my gums bleed. The pain is soothing, distracting me from my thoughts. I wipe my mouth of any spare toothpaste and rush down stairs to make sure I'm for the first day of hell.
Running down the stairs I grab a crunch bar for breakfast and say a goodbye to mom, letting the hug last a few seconds to long.
"Its going to be fine." Mom reassures me.
"Its for the best, its time you and Jon have a normal childhood, meet some new people, start over."
"I know mom." I whisper, knowing she's right.
"I know."
I run through the yard, trampling the grass to get to Jon's car. Jon's seventeen and he's in grade 12, this year he will drive me but next year I have to suffer through the torture that is taking the bus.
"You ready." Jon says smiling, he's my light in the darkest times. He's always trying to find the best of every situation, he was the brother I needed when Sebastian was not. Its weird how two people can be twins (Jon and Sebastian), yet total opposites.
"Ya," I said, putting on my best fake smile.
"I am," never had those words been less true, but there was little I could do as the car pulled out of the driveway.
Hi guys! My name Imaginationwritter (a.k.a Annie) and if you liked the first chapter please review it and tell me how I can make it better, I'm always looking for suggestions! This first chapter was mostly going over some need to know information but I promise the next one will have more drama and you'll get to meet the gang. Jace, Izzy, Simon, Magnus, etc. If you guys have and TMI characters that you want to see in this story please tell me. I will try to post at least more than once a week, thanks! (P.S Sorry for all the exclamation marks!)