" Hello? I'd like to report a kidnapping."
" may I have the time an place please?"
The man at the end of the line, did not seem at all worried. Jace would even go as far as to say, He had waken him up from a short nap.
" I don't know the time but the last thing she remembers is being at taki's, that diner in downtown. Her name is Clarissa Fray, her mother disappeared a few weeks ago."
" And how did you get your information?"
" I called her brother's cell phone number and she picked up, saying she was in some storage wear house."
" alright, I'll try and get someone over there as soon as I can."
" How long will that take?"
Jace said impatiently.
" probably half an hour to an hour."
Jace almost screamed into the phone.
" She might not have an hour, Don't you understand? She's somewhere tied up in a room!"
the man on the phone kept his voice monotone.
" sir, were doing our best, but we don't have everyone at the station right now. There are other problems in this city."
Jace hung up the phone, and looked at his laptop. There were ten storage wear houses in new york city. Three of them were less than a five hour drive, and Clary had sent him a text at six thirty, saying she and Jonathan were at Taki's. It had been eleven when he talked to Clary.
Only one of the three wear houses were empty, so Jace figured that one would be his best bet.
Not knowing what he would do when he got there, Jace got on his motorcycle and started driving towards the wear house, with only one thought in his mind.
Clary.
Clary sat in the dark cold room, shivering and rocking back and forth. Her wrists were soar from being tied up and her head ache was getting worse. Nobody had come in, since she'd woken up.
Maybe they'll just leave me here forever, until I'm nothing but a rotting corps, forgotten.
A part of her had wanted Jace to come, But most of her didn't. She'd only known Jace a couple of weeks, but she didn't want him in danger.
Suddenly the door opened and a man with hair so blonde it was almost white, stepped in the room.
" hello Clarissa" The man said. The was a sort of glee in his eyes. Like an animal looking at it's food.
" w-what do you want with m-me?"
Clary barely got out.
" oh, don't be afraid child. I know this is hard to believe, since your mother kept you so cleverly hidden from me, but I am Valentine Morgenstern. Your father."
" but your dead, you died in a fire three weeks ago, you're lying!"
Clary mumbled.
Valentine laughed. A cold laugh that sent shivers through her bones.
" I am not the one that has been lying to you, that was your brothers job. Jonathan. Come in."
Clary began to shake harder than before.
no no no no no no.
Jonathan walked in, holding knife in his hands.
He didn't speak, He didn't even look at her.
" Jonathan has done a fantastic job, don't you think Clarissa?"
Valentine smiled.
" you lied to me. When I needed a brother most, you showed up and LIED to me!"
Jonathan looked up and met her eyes. His mouth opened as if to speak, but he quickly closed it again.
" Jonathan, would you be so kind as to untie your dear sister?"
Jonathan walked over to Clary and cut the rope that bound her wrists. Before he could even make sense of what happened, Clary slapped her himin the face.
" I hate you." she whispered so only he could hear.
Jonathan flinched at her words, but didn't respond, only cut the rope that bound her legs and walked back to stand with his father.
Clary stood up and stared at Jonathan. Her eyes were full of hate, and regret and pain. When he finally looked back, his green eyes, the ones they both shared, just looked broken.
" Why have you brought me here?" Clary said, breaking the silence.
" so that we can be a family." Valentine rep lie, the gleam in his eyes getting stronger.
Suddenly it all made sense. The puzzle pieces finally fit. Valentine had taken her mother.
" you're crazy. You've lost your mind! Blood isn't what connects a family. Love does."
" But Clarissa, I do love you. I love you and Jonathan and your mother."
"No you don't. If you did, you'd know what my favourite food is. If you did, you'd know what I was for Halloween in grade two. If you did, you would have been there all these years. It's too late for love Valentine. You gave that up the moment you divorced my mother."
The gleam in Valentines eyes was abruptly replaced by anger.
" We will be a family, whether you like it or not!"
Clary looked at valentine, looked at the hatred in his eyes, looked at the man who claimed to be her father and she let out the loudest most obnoxious laugh she had in her. She laughed harder than she had in weeks. This man was a crazy, power hungry, child. He wanted that perfect family image to be his.
" You can't force family Valentine."
Out of know where, clary heard a deep rumbling, like an engine. then the door of the room burst open, and Jace rode in on his motorcycle. He jumped off, and ran towards Clary, pushing her behind himself.
He came.
Hey guys! so I hope your still enjoying! This chapter was actually so hard to write, I had to plan so much! but you guys are worth it so :) Oh yeah, have you guys heard about the mortal instruments tv series?! I hope they still cast lilly collins as clary, she's like my favourite actress in the WORLD! anyways, please review!