Clary's P.O.V

I dreamed that I was on a beach, something was tying my hands and feet together so I couldn't move,

I saw a boy in front of me, he had gold hair and eyes, he was so beautiful, and yet dangerous, like a lion.

Suddenly the boy was stabbed by something or something that I couldn't see.

The golden haired lion boy fell over, I tried to scream but my I couldn't, I saw the light go out of his eyes and he died, right in front of me,

I woke up to the feeling of being shaken,

"Clary! Are you ok?!" Jeff said as he shook my body,

I opened my eyes, my heart was pounding and I was covered in sweat,

"Yeah" I took a deep breath, "I'm ok."

"Are you sure?" Rose demanded, "Because you screamed really loud, I'm surprised my parents haven't come down yet."

"I was screaming?"

"Yeah, pretty loudly too, what were you dreaming about?" Darcie asked,

"I-it doesn't matter." I stuttered, "It's over now." Jeff hugged me and whispered, "Are you sure your ok?"

I nodded my head,

"Yeah, I'm a tough girl I can take care of myself." I flexed for him, he laughed and kissed me on the cheek,

"Ok tough girl, goodnight."

...

It was almost a month later and I still could not get that dream out of my head, I told Rose about it and she said that every person you've seen in a dream you have seen before,

and that scared me. I thought about telling my parents about it, but they have kind of been on edge lately, and I didn't want to put more pressure on them.

But my friends are getting worried about me, I've been talking less and been drawing weird symbols that just come to my head that I've never seen before.

Like today, I was in art class when Darcie said,

"What's with the weird symbol?"

I looked down at my paper, It was big and black and had different lines going everywhere it was a very intricate design, I just wish I knew what it meant,

"I don't know I've been drawing things like this ever since the dream."

She looked at me with concern, "Maybe you should tell your parents about this, it's kind of getting scary."

"No, they already have enough on their plate right now I don't want to give them any more stress."

She made a weird clicking noise, "I know but still." She looked back down at her own drawing, and continued to work

I sighed and pulled out my sketch book, I had tried recreating the boy in my dream, I wish I had known what it meant or at least how it ended. I stared at the picture, so far I had his body, but I couldn't ever seem to get his face right.

I had tried so many times but they never seemed to be right, then the bell rang, I picked up my stuff and walked out the door.

...

That night I had another dream,

I was in a a big room with three other people, One was a boy with dark reddish-brown hair, it looked like he was being asked to do something by one of the other people in the room,

it was a girl no a woman, a beautiful terrifying woman with long black hair, she had a whip in her hand. I was being held by someone I couldn't see his face, but I felt strangely relaxed in his arms, then I noticed he was holding a dagger to my throat, it was decorated with little birds, and had a H on it.

I noticed I was wearing a gold dress, I looked into the boy with dark hair eyes, they looked sad and un human, but I felt like I knew him, I turned to see the woman with dark hair coming towards me. I closed my eyes and braced myself for what was coming.

But then I woke up.

I was siting right up and was breathing heavily, I ran to my desk I rushed to find a clean blank piece of paper and my hands started drawing, I drew the symbol that I drew in art class.

Why was I drawing this?

...

"It was so weird, I felt like I knew what was happening, but I didn't at the same time." I told Jeff as we walked down the street, it was date night and we had just came out of a coffee shop, we were currently walking hand in hand to my house,

"Clary, I really think you should tell your parents about this, I'm really concerned about you." Jeff exclaimed as he threw out his coffee in a near by trash can,

"It's nothing, it's probably just because I'm nervous about something."

"People, aren't nervous for a month Clary."

I kept walking,

"And what about those drawings? How do you explain that!" He demanded,

"Haven't you ever just doodled something random?" I asked, getting annoyed

"Well, yeah but not things like that, and I don't doodle the same thing over and over again."

I didn't have an answer for him, so I took a sip of my drink,

"That's it." He said to himself, I didn't get to ask him what he meant because he was dragging me down the street so fast, I dropped my coffee all over my shirt. I silently cursed him, and said that he was going to pay for that later in my head, but right now he was in a mood that told I didn't want to mess with him right now.

We came up to my house and he opened the door.

My parents were at the kitchen table discussing something, they looked alarmed to see us,

"Clary." My father said, "What are you doing here so early? We thought you and Jeff would be out later."

"Yes." My mother interjected, "I thought you two were going to see a movie or something."

I looked up at Jeff, "Yeah, to be honest I don't know why I'm here either, he had a spaz attack and dragged me here."

My parents looked at him, "Well whats the reason then?" My father asked. Jeff let go of my hand,

"Let her tell you."

My parents turned to look at me.

Hey, hey, hey, everyone

So I broke my promise (No shocker there) but I did actually want to update sooner but life had other plans ( Otherwise known as Instagram, and Netflix :P).

Last chapter was definitely not my favorite BUT I really like this one, I don't know why but I do.

More song suggestions from moi!

Better Than I Know Myself- Adam Lambert

I am obsessed with Adam Lambert right now and I find this song is one of his best I love it! The music video is a little weird (To me anyway, to quote my sister, "Sometimes videos are like that, they tell a story we might not get it, but that's the fun of it")

Ok That's enough of me venting,

Hope you had a great week so far

Ciao, awesome, weird, fantastic people.

Sarah