Chapter Five
Deception
Clary felt warmth and light hit her face, and she slowly opened her eyes. When she looked around she noticed that she was in a different room. A window was above her new bed, filtering in sunlight through the wrought iron bars. She sat up and immediately felt a throbbing pain in her head. When she touched where the cut was, she noticed it was cleaned and bandaged. Curious, Clary looked herself over. She was clean and in a nightgown. With a start, she realized that Jonathan had bathed and dressed her. A chill went up her spine at the realization that he had seen her naked. She swung her legs off of the bed, and slowly got up. She picked out some shorts and a t-shirt and got dressed. She didn't want to see Jonathan at all, but Clary was starving. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she noticed that she was very thin and her cheekbones stood out more. She desperately needed to eat.
Her new room was only a few doors away from her old one, so the journey downstairs was simple enough. Clary's head still throbbed and she concluded that she probably had a minor concussion. Jonathan was sitting on the couch. He didn't seem to be paying any attention to anything except the movie playing. Clary silently went into the kitchen, hoping to get in and get out without him noticing her. She grabbed some things off of the table and was about to head upstairs.
"Nasty cut you had. I believe a thanks is in order since I helped you out," Jonathan said, eyes still on the television. Damn it, Clary thought.
"You're the one who made it like that, so thanks for nothing," she said, beginning to climb the stairs.
"No, no Clary, I would much appreciate it if you ate down here, with me," he said, getting up from the couch and sitting at the table. He gestured to the other seat. Why would I do he wants me to? I'm not letting him control me, she thought, although another part of her was saying, you don't want to see him mad again, do you Clary? Do as he says. She turned around and reluctantly sat at the table with Jonathan smiling at her.
"Good. Now, about what happened yesterday," Jonathan said leaning forward. Clary couldn't help it, but she flinched as he put his mouth to her ear. "Don't let it happen again, dear Clarissa." He leaned back to his seat and Clary thought she saw a sadistic glint in his eyes.
After a moment of silence Clary asked, "So. I have no means of communication or escape. You might as well just tell me where the hell we are."
He sighed and looked her over. "Greece," he finally said, "We're in Greece. I think once I trust you more, we can travel the world together. Paris, Rome, Germany… See, doing as I say leads to good things."
"Jonathan, I am honestly bored out of my mind all of the time. Please, can I have some pencils and paper?" she asked.
"Of course, but I think giving you presents requires something in return," he smirked. If Clary's plan was going to work, she would need those pencils and paper. Before she could think it through, she leaned over and kissed Jonathan. Everything felt wrong about it, but she managed for a few seconds before pulling away. He looked surprised, but he recovered and went to get her a notebook and pencils. Once he was gone, Clary gulped down water to try to rid her mouth of the taste of his lips. He came back quickly and set down the supplies
For the rest of the meal, they ate in silence, Jonathan staring at Clary greedily the entire time. Once she finished, Clary rushed upstairs and sat on her bed. She would have to draw in the notebook later so Jonathan didn't suspect anything, but she fished a pen out of the case of writing supplies. She moved her bed forward a bit and began to etch words on the wall. When she finished, she pushed the bed back and began to draw in the notebook. She prayed that her plan would work.
Jace woke to the sound of knocking on his bedroom door. He quickly got out of bed and threw on some black pants and a black t-shirt. He went out of his room and went into the room where everyone else was. Magnus was there, and Jace nearly ran to him to ask the results.
"Good morning Jace. Anyway, the tracking spell worked. Clary and Jonathan are in Greece. We've notified the Clave, and we're going to portal near the location," Magnus informed.
Jace's heart did a somersault. He would finally get back Clary. "When?" he asked. Magnus looked at his watch.
"Ten minutes. You better go get ready," he said, and Jace ran back to his room. He strapped on his seraph sword, a dagger and other various weapons, and went back to the main room where Magnus was making a portal. Alec seemed to be having a fight, and Isabelle was talking to Simon, who couldn't come.
"All right, let's go get Clary," Isabelle announced, and together, they jumped through the portal.
Sebastian burst into Clary's room and grabbed her. She tried to fight back, but he kept her still. Using his free hand, he handed Clary a stele and held a knife to her throat.
"Draw a portal now," he growled. She began to draw on the wall with the stele while he tried to see out the window without moving. A few minutes before, Jonathan had spotted a portal open and several shadowhunters climb out. He had immediately ran up to Clary's room to tell her to make a portal. They needed to escape.
The portal was complete and he thought of another apartment like this one, another Valentine had made. He pushed Clary into the portal, and then jumped in after her, right as the door to the bedroom opened.
End of Chapter 5
