Jace

Stumbling backwards onto my bed, I buried my face into my hands.

Why? I moaned internally. Why am I your toy? What do you want me for?

I gripped my hair and fell backwards, not expecting an answer to come.

You'll soon know. You're very useful. Sebastian growled in my head.

Is that a threat? I meant it sarcastically, but yes, was his reply.

I threw my face in my pillow. I won't let you hurt Clary.

He laughed a sinister laugh, really more of a manly chuckle. How will you stop me?

Curling my lip in disgust, I replied furiously. I wasn't prepared for your attack today. But I will be. You won't get the better of me twice.

He laughed again, low and menacing. I don't need you anymore, Mr. Lightwood. We'll only be tied by our souls and telepathy.

I sat up quickly, frowning. But then you can't . . .

He snorted, and started chortling loudly. It was a very odd sound and it began fading into nothing.

Suddenly it all made sense. Under his influence I had carried his body far away, into a safe cove somewhere in the wilderness far from any humans. Where he would slowly gain back his power . . . I gasped. But when he woke up, he wouldn't have the same power over me, because even HE couldn't hold two forms. Alert once again, I was instantly out of the bed and listening hard to the voices around the house.