Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in a while. Leaving you guys with the cliffhanger. I've had writer's block on my Twilight fanfic and I promised myself that I would update this only after I updated that one. So now that I've finished that I will present you with the next chapter!
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Last Chapter- "Sebastian! Get out of the tracks!" I screamed. The rumble of the train drowned out my yells. Sebastian was still frozen in the tracks as the train hurtled towards him.
Hate That I Love You
The world slowed as I saw the train come closer and closer to Sebastian. Before I could register what I was doing, I was already flying through the air. I knocked Sebastian out of the tracks just before he would've been reduced to road kill. His breath left him with a gasp and soon we were tumbling down a slope away from the tracks. I rolled to a stop dazed. What did I just do? Did I really just jump in front of a train to save my sadistic brother? Only one thought remained: WHAT THE HELL?
"Clary? Clary?! Did you just…?" stuttered Sebastian. Apparently I wasn't the only one surprised.
"Saved your life? Yeah I did. Why? That's the real question. And why were you just standing there while a freight train was about to run you over?!" I retorted.
"What happened to Shadowhunter reflexes?! Maybe you no longer have demon blood, but this is just pathetic!" Sebastian was silent.
"Come on. Let's go back to the Institute." I sighed, brushing myself off. I looked down the tracks to see the rear lights of the train disappearing into the darkness. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a flash of silver. I whirled around but I all I saw was Sebastian.
When we finally made it back to the Institute Jace was furious. He stormed around for about an hour telling me about how dangerous it was to be out at night unarmed, and how Sebastian was not to be trusted and blah, blah, blah. I wasn't really paying attention.
"And finally you didn't even tell us where you were going! Do you have any sense of caution, Clary?" Jace fumed.
"Huh? Say that again?" I said, snapping out of my thoughts. Jace took a deep breath.
"Clary," he said softly. "I'm just worried about you. If anything were to happen-"
"Jace. You have got to get this through your head! I'm an adult. I can take care of myself. NOTHING is going to happen!" I snapped, getting increasingly angrier. Jace always looked out for me when I was fifteen and defenseless. Yet even though I've gone through extensive training and have gotten older and stronger, he still feels the need to protect me. At first it was cute, now it's just plain irritating.
"Nothing's happened, eh? Well I'd count jumping in front of a train something." said Magnus, walking into the room.
"YOU DID WHAT?!?!?!" Jace exploded. My mouth dropped open. How could he have known- wait. A flash of silver… That dirty little spy!
"Yep. She pushed pretty boy out of he tracks the split second before the train was about to hit him. I, on the other hand, would've wanted to see if his shield held up." said Magnus, pointing to Sebastian.
"You better close that before you catch flies." he added looking at me. I shut my mouth and glared at the warlock. He just smiled at me and flitted back out the door. Note to self: Get back at Magnus. Jace took me by the arm and pulled me into the hallway.
"Please tell me that Magnus was just joking around." Jace said.
"Well… er…" I stammered.
"I cannot believe you! You jumped in front of a train to save him!" he hissed.
"Jace, listen to me! He could've really changed! Without the demon blood he could be just like us." I shot back.
"No one with that kind of a father could be like us." Jace whispered darkly.
"Valentine was your father Jace. Blood relation or not he filled that role. And Valentine was my biological father too. Sebastian deserves a chance to redeem himself." I snapped. Before Jace could say anything I stormed off to our room. I didn't know why, but I felt the need to side with Sebastian.
I slammed the door shut and turned the lock. I rubbed my temples. What a headache. I turned and traced a locking rune onto the door. No one was getting past that. Now what I really needed was to forget everything. Sitting here wasn't going to help. To stew in my overwhelming emotions. I'd just think about the fights, the confusion, and the overwhelming urge to punch Magnus in the nose… I sighed and walked out onto the balcony. The noise of city traffic made me smile and I took a deep breath of the night air. I looked at the vine crawling up the faded brick of the Institute. An idea dawned on me. Screw Jace. I was going out for a night in D.C.
I walked briskly down the streets ignoring whistles from the guys I was passing. Stupid mundanes. I glanced down at my clothes, a silky navy blue blouse and black skirt. Simple, yet elegant. I rounded the corner and heard the faint beat of a song. I fell into line to get into one of the popular D.C. clubs. The Pulse was a hot spot for a lot of people my age. I stepped in front of the bouncer who raised his eyebrows and hurriedly let me in.
"Go on in, miss. And if there's anything you need, I'll be here." I barely heard him as I slipped into the club. Loud music and laughter filled the air and the floor was covered by a mass of dancing people. While most people need to be alone when they're distressed I, on the other hand, need as much noise and as many people as possible to distract me from my troubles. I slid onto a barstool and ordered seltzer water. I don't drink.
"Why, hello there little missy." slurred a tall blond man from behind me. He wrapped his arm around my waist and tried to pull me towards him. Instead I shoved him away and he toppled to the floor.
"Hey! No one messes with my buddy!" growled another clearly drunk man. I fought back a smile. Ok, maybe I didn't come for the music. I "fled" out of the club through the back making sure the men followed. As I reached the end of the alleyway I heard the men laugh.
"Now we've got you." mumbled the blonde.
"Oh contraire." I growled launching myself toward blondie. The runes on my back burned. I was glad to see they were working; it was so hard to draw them right… I kicked the man hard in the ribs. His friend yelled in surprise and swung a fist at me. I ducked and punched him in the stomach. He doubled over and groaned. I knocked him on the head for good measure and he too, toppled to the ground. With both men out cold I felt much better. Jace's venting skills must've rubbed off on me… A loud series of claps broke the silence. I froze and turned my head to the noise.
"Bravo, bravo. You really know how to defend yourself against bad men don't you?" The deep voice penetrated the air. My breath caught. This guy wasn't alone.
"Let's see how you do with six." They stalked forward deliberately. I tensed ready to fight. I could take 'em. That's when I felt the runes on my back fading into nothing more than useless scars. I screamed.
Another cliffy! Sorry. It felt like a good place to leave off. :D I actually like writing these! Whoo! Over ten reviews! Yeah! Keep going guys! I love your reviews.