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Clary

I woke up, my head felt like someone was trying to break glass over my head and hammering nails into my skull. My tongue felt like the Sahara Desert and was aching for relief.

"Here. I figured you'd be thirsty. Drink." a male voice said before I felt a cold, slippery surface slide across my lips. I drank greedily from the glass before it could be taken away from me.

The voice chuckled. "I didn't think you'd be that thirsty."

I cracked opened my eyes, looking for the source of the voice.

There was a golden-haired boy staring down at me. I recognized him.

"J-Jace?" I stammered.

"Yeah. It's me. You've been out for a few days. I guess you were really exhausted that day."

"What do you mean 'that day'? How long have I been asleep?" I asked, fear tinging my voice.

"...You've been asleep for three days. I brought you here after my fight with that demon. You fell asleep on the recliner and I brought you to the bed. I only woke you up a few times to shove some water down your throat." he said with a sad sort of smile. "I had Izzy come in here and change your clothes for you. She decided to lend you some of her clothes and other stuff."

"Oh. Thanks, I guess. Why am I here? Can I go home?" I asked, thinking of my mother.

"Yeah, see, I can't really let you do that. It's not safe out there now that they know you're still alive."

"What? What do you mean? Who is 'they'?" I was starting to feel dizzy. A small part of me actually wanted to shoo the Golden Boy out of my room so that I could go back to sleep, but another part told me that I should at least listen to what he had to say. Key word being listen. It didn't mean that I had to take whatever he said seriously.

He sighed. "They are the demons. You know those little 'myths' you were told about monsters when you were a child? Yeah, those are real. And they're after you. I know that this is hard to take in, and you may not believe me, but-"

"Hard?" I asked incredulously. "You have no idea what hard is. I'm sitting here and you're telling me that I can't go home to see my own mother because demons are out to get me or something?" I scoffed, "Yeah, you're right. I don't believe you." I crossed my arms and glared at him.

He threw his hands up. "You're impossible. I was going to try to explain some of this to you so that you wouldn't be so confused and ask so many questions. But I'm going to leave all of that to Hodge since you seem to not want to hear anything I say." he pouted. "And here I was, thinking that we would get along together."

I snorted. "Sure ya did, Goldie. Anyway, leave. I'm tired." I said before curling up into a ball on my side and laying my head in my arms. I heard him walk over to the door, but he didn't leave yet. He lingered for a moment more before walking out and somewhere else. I lied to him. I wasn't really tired, but I needed some time to myself to think things over. That resolve didn't last long though.

A tall, pretty girl with jet black hair strode into the room with a pile of clothes in her hands. She was probably bringing something for me to change into. She laid the clothes down and turned to leave, until saw me open my eyes and came over to me. Then sat on the edge of the bed and sighed. I sat up.

"I'm Isabelle. Everyone calls me Izzy, though. So I hear our Goldilocks got you tied up in our business, huh? Yeah, I guessed. He seems to do that a lot. Bring other people into things. I think he told me your name; Clary?"

I was still trying to comprehend her rambling before I nodded and was glad that she got my name right. I had a feeling that I would like this girl. Now that I've thought about it, Simon would too. Maybe she's be willing to go out with him once they got to know each other.

"Yeah, I thought so. I'm really sorry about Jace. He can move too fast sometimes and not think about any of the risks or what it would do to everyone else." she shrugged. "You get used to it, though. You look tired. You should get some rest. Hodge has a lot planned for tomorrow, and you are included." she cracked a small smile, "Be there or be square." Izzy said before she walked out and left me alone with my thoughts.

What have I gotten myself into?

So I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter, tell me what you think!

~PurpleFlamesAndSevenSense