Concrete Angel
WARNING: DEPRESSING!!! And characters are VERY OOC for a couple of chapters in this story
Summary: Clary was abused. This was obvious to everyone, but no-one can do anything bout it. But one day, Jace Wayland comes to school, and sees the bruises across her face. He wants to do something, but when he finds out who is her abuser, he quickly finds out he can't. But when she needs help, will he push the wall aside, or just let her die?
ALL HUMAN (No shadowhunters :( :) )
Chapter One
Whispers were the only thing you could hear when she walked into school that morning. Whispers about how thin she was. Whispers about how battered she was. Whispers about how hurts she was, and how it showed in her eyes. Clary Fray walked through the school hallways, her bag banging on her hip, covering her right eyes with her side fringe. She had dyed her carrot coloured hair over the weekend to a black, and had cut it. As she put her books into her locker, someone grabbed hold of her wrist, then ran off, laughing as tears glazed over her eyes. She had been so scared for a second that it was him, but when she realised it was just some senior being stupid, she focused on the pain that the grip was creating. The cuts were hurting, and the sleeve was becoming red. She looked under it to see that he had broken the scab, and it had started to bleed again. She rolled her eyes, put the books in her back and walked off. She couldn't be bothered to clean it up, and anyways, the pain detracted from the hurting inside her. As she made her way to first period, she quickly wiped tears from her eyes, and let the fringe fall further.
Bang! The fist flew into the locker next to his head. Jace Wayland swore and turned around to see Sebastian glaring at him with a look of pure hatred. Jace just rolled his eyes and turned back to his locker.
"Whatever you've lost, I didn't steal it," he said, bored. Sebastian didn't go away. Jace turned around, getting annoyed. "What?" he snapped. Sebastian showed him something. Jace swore, and took the picture before ripping it.
"Care to explain what this is?" he asked. Jace rolled his eyes again. Sebastian was a cool brother, but he could get so annoying.
"It was this morning," he said to him, becoming agitated.
"Dude, I don't care anymore." said Sebastian. "But just remember why you came to this school. Or as we call it, the Institute Of Higher Learning," Sebastian grinned when he said that. Jace frowned.
"Why do you call it that?" he asked. Sebastian just smiled again.
"You'll see," he said, and walked off, leaving Jace stood there, his blonde hair draped over his confused eyes.