The Way It's Meant To Be

by TealFireySparrow

Life doesn't always go the way you want it to go. No one knows this better than Clary Fray, with her new life motto: life's a bitch and then you die. She moves forward into her new life with her mother and older brother. What will happen to her when she meets a mysterious golden-eyed boy who will change her perspective on life forever?

2. Chapter 1

Disclaimer: These characters are owned by Cassandra Clare, we DO NOT own them, only use them for the entertainment of others!

Chapter 1

Clary POV

Red. All I could see was red. Red everywhere. Blood all over me. My fathers blood. A scream tore from my throat.

I sat bolt upright in bed, and came face to face with a pair of emerald green eyes, identical in colour to my own. As feeling began returning to my body, I could feel a pair of warm arms holding me, cradling me. This opened the floodgates, and I began sobbing, letting my heartache out through my tears. I sobbed for several minutes before I remembered myself and pulled away, furiously wiping at my cheeks, destroying any evidence of having been crying at all.

It then began to occur to me that my brother should not be in my room. Thankful as I was for his company, I still was overcome with a fierce surge of anger. "Why are you in my room?!" I shouted, almost immediately regretting it as I took in my brothers hurt expression.

"I heard you scream." Jonathan said simply, as though I hadn't just been shouting at him.

Not wanting him to know about how much it hurt the longer Father was dead, I snapped, "Just... Get out of my room, Jon."

"Ok, just reminding you, school starts in about... four hours, so don't sleep too long." I just turned over, pulling a pillow over my head in an attempt to ignore him. I could hear Jon chuckling as he left the room at a slow, leisurely pace. "Oh, Clary, by the way..."

I pulled my head from under the pillow and glared at his smirking face before shouting, "Get out!" and throwing a pillow at his head.

After he was gone, I lay there for a long time, tossing and turning, trying to get back to sleep, but the nightmare haunted me until eventually I just gave up. I stood and walked over to the window seat, looking out at the sky which was slowly fading from the darkest blue to a soft pink streaked with gold.

I thought about what the new day would bring. I was sure it was going to be something along the lines of... Dreadful. Slowly, my mind began to wander back to the nightmare and what it held.

~Flashback~

After the paramedic woke me up and I had finished screaming myself hoarse, I was in shock and wrapped head to toe in a blanket as they transported me to the hospital, along with my dead father. Once there, I was taken to the ER whilst my fathers body was taken down to the morgue.

I saw his face, white and-

~End of Flashback~

I ripped myself out of the memory before it could take me back to the dark place I wasn't about to go back to.