Scarred for Life
Chapter 8
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Onto the chapter!
Clary P.O.V
As soon as the words left my mouth I regretted them. I saw Isabelle's face go from worried, to confused, to angry, to furious. Before I could blink, the gold whip that I just realized she had wrapped around her arm was now attached to my ankles. I looked over at Maryse, to see if she would help me, only to see that she was as angry as Isabelle. Maryse looked into my eyes and said coldly, "I think I'm going to go find something to eat." She started to walk out the door, but stopped and said, "Isabelle, don't kill her. It's against Clave law." She gave me a pointed look and was gone.
Next, I looked at Simon. He had his fangs out, ready to strike, but before he could help me, Isabelle dropped a bomb. "Oh Simon, did I forget to tell you? Since I gave you permission to enter the Institute, I can also force you to leave." She tossed a smug smile at him.
Si only snorted. "I don't believe you."
Her smile only grew. "I, Isabelle Lightwood, by order of the Clave, revoke Simon Lewis' right to walk on the Institute's sacred ground."
As soon as she finished speaking, Simon started getting pulled backwards by an invisible force. He struggled, but it was no use. Si was getting pulled out of the Institute, and out of my life.
I couldn't hold back my tears anymore. "You can't do this!" I sobbed, "You can't take Simon away from me! He's the only family I have."
As if to prove my point, Simon screamed, "I love you Clary!" right before he was forced out of the Institute.
Now Isabelle whirled on me. "Did you not hear what Mom said? Your brother and your father are out of the Silent City! You have plenty of family, you bitch!" She brought her hand back and punched me in my jaw, hard.
Spitting out the blood in my mouth onto Isabelle 7-inch heels, I glared venomously at her. "They are not my family. Simon is the only family I've ever known and you've just taken him away from me. Ever since my father forced me to kill Michael Wayland, he and my brother have been dead to me."
"I don't believe you!" Isabelle shrieked. The joking and sweet girl I met earlier was gone. Replacing her was a black hearted, hurt girl that, despite her mother's warning, wouldn't hesitate to kill me. I would let her kill me too. The only problem was, on the same day Jace vowed to kill me; I vowed that I would make it up to him… somehow.
Isabelle jerked her whip, the same one that was still wrapped around my ankle, and broke the bone in my foot almost immediately. I cried out in pain and lunged at Isabelle. Now that my ankle was broken, her whip was useless still wrapped around it, I didn't have to worry about her whip. I jumped on top of her and punched her in the face repeatedly.
She brought her legs up and wrapped them around my neck, putting me into an awkward choke-hold. Before she could roll over so that I was in the more vulnerable position, I wrapped my small hands around her neck and squeezed, cutting off her air. After about 1 minute, I saw that her face was a livid purple and that the veins in her neck were bulging, begging for air. After another 30 seconds, she fainted.
Moving quickly, I dragged her into one of the extra bedrooms near the library. Then, being quiet so Maryse wouldn't hear, I ran into the weapons room and retrieved a stele and 4 seraph blades. Once I brought it back into the bedroom I was holding Isabelle in, I drew I silencing rune on her arm, and made a Malachi Configuration around her using the 4 seraph blades. I also put a healing rune on her, because the only thing she was guilty of doing was protecting Jace.
As soon as the glowing walls appeared around Isabelle, she woke up. She looked around the room, confused, until her eyes landed on me. A blinding fury, plus a little bit of fear, sparked in her dark eyes, and she opened her mouth to scream. When no sound came out, she looked down to her arm and saw the silencing rune I put on her. She also saw the healing rune I put on her, but she decided to ignore it.
I answered the silent question burning in your eyes. "I needed you to stay still, and quiet, enough so that I could explain what happened that night. I'm not looking for to forgive me, or accept me. I just want you to hear my side of the story." As soon as I said that, my past just came pouring out of me. I told Isabelle everything: from the moment my dad found out I had a rune power, to the night he took me with him to Wayland Manor, up until where Michael gave me permission to kill him and I was dragged away from his body in tears.
The entire time I was telling the story, I looked down at my feet. I didn't want to see the disapproval, fury in Isabelle's eyes. When I finally finished telling her my story, I looked into Isabelle's eyes expecting to see some sort of hostility in them. I was extremely surprised to see just the opposite. Tears were running down her face. She looked so heartbroken and so genuine that I broke into tears myself. Then she mouthed 3 words that gave me hope.
I forgive you.
I quickly knocked over one of the seraph blades and ran into Isabelle's outstretched arms. The silence rune had finally worn off and we sobbed loudly, ours tears mixing. We kept crying until we heard someone clear their voice from the doorway. We looked up to see Maryse, staring quizzically at the two of us. "I take it you've forgiven her?" Maryse said, staring straight at Isabelle.
"Yes I have Mother. Rebe- Clary has been through hell and needs someone to care for them, just like Jace."
"It seems that you've forgotten who made Jace the way he is. Now, I don't see how anything she's been through was as bad as Jace's."
"Mom," Isabelle began, but I interrupted her.
"Mrs. Lightwood, I know I don't deserve any of your time, but if you give me five minutes I can prove to you that I am nothing like the rest of my family."
Maryse looked me over for a few moments, probably making sure I wasn't hiding any weapons, and gave me a curt nod.
Walking over to her, I remembered the rune I created to allow people to show other people their memories. I had created it when I was 6, thinking my father would be extremely proud of me. Instead of him being proud, he slapped me across my face and screamed, "You're useless Clarissa! This won't help me at all! You are a stupid, idiotic little child!"
Now, though, was the perfect time to use it. I walked over to Maryse, stele in hand, and closed my eyes, trying to remember the rune. It instantly came to mind and before I second- guessed myself, I drew it on her arm. I then drew a matching rune on my arm. Now that we were connected, I brought the memory to the front of my mind and gently pushed it toward Maryse. She accepted it quickly and started to watch my memory play, kind of like a movie transmitted directly to her mind.
When she had finished watching my memory, she was in tears too. Maryse pulled me in for a hug and whispered in my ear, "I'm so sorry for everything they did to you. I'm also sorry for abandoning you with Isabelle. I won't tell Jace who you are, Clarissa Morgenstern."
As soon as she finished her sentence, I heard yet another person enter the room. "Did I hear the name 'Clarissa Morgenstern'?" I whirled around to find Mr. Golden Boy himself enter.
I stood there, shaking with fear. Maryse and Isabelle, after sharing a quick look of surprise, composed their features and smiled at Jace. "You're back!" Isabelle exclaimed, relief evident on her face.
"Ya," Jace smiled softly, "Just went demon hunting to blow off some steam. So, what where you saying about Clarissa?" He looked straight at me, waiting for an answer.
"Ummm, Maryse and Isabelle just wanted to fill me in on some recent Shadowhunter news. They had just started to tell me about the Morgenstern's."
He appraised me, judging whether I was telling the truth or not. He seemed to believe me… for now. "Did they tell you about Valentine?"
"Sick, evil bastard, Valentine? Yep, already know all about him!" I gave him a smug smile and sat down on the bed, propping my feet up.
"Did they tell you about Jonathon?"
"The son that's exactly like his dad and may or may not be in love with his sister? Know him too." I smirked, inwardly cringing at the memories of Jonathon watching me change when I was 4 with a hungry look in his eyes.
Jace's eyes visibly darkened with fury when he said, "Now, tell me what you know about Clarissa."
It wasn't a question this time, it was a demand. "She disappeared the night Jonathon and Valentine were taken. She lived in hiding for a few years. Then, when she was 12, she went to the Clave and begged for forgiveness. They took pity on her because she was so young. She was set free and able to live a normal Shadowhunter life. After the hearing, she dropped off the grid and wasn't heard from since."
Jace slammed his fist against the wall. "Why would they set her free? She's the one that killed my dad! She's the one that ruined my life." His voice cracked at the end, the sadness making his gold eyes stormier.
This time it was Maryse that spoke up. "Maybe she didn't have a choice Jace. She was only 8 when that happened."
He jumped out of the chair he had perched himself in. "Everyone has a choice!"
I whispered my next words. "Maybe, if you knew her, you wouldn't believe that."
He looked up and met my eyes, gold meeting green. "It's not important whether or not I know her. If I ever see her again, I'm going to kill her and finally fulfill the promise I made to my father 8 years ago. Nothing and no one is going to change that."
There's chapter 8! I hope you liked it! I'll try and have the next chapter up sometime this weekend. In the meantime, keep following, favoriting, and reviewing!
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ByTheAngel99