Love To

Chapter 36:

I felt the tears streaming down my face. Jace was lying on the ground. His lip had been cut and blood started to drip from his mouth. His face was bruised and twisted in a painful grimace as my satanic brother delivered another blow to his gut. I struggled against the ropes, sobbing as I watched my boyfriend being beaten to death. I tried to close my eyes but I could still hear the breath being knocked out of him in little puffs. I felt fingers fluttering over my legs and I tried to wriggle away.

"Clarissa, stop that. I'm trying to untie you." My mom's voice was in my ear. My eyes flew open and I looked back frantically into her steady green eyes. She had finished my feet and was now working on my hands. Once they were loosened and I had slipped my hands out, I tried not to turn to face her so Jonathan couldn't see her crouched behind me.

"Now you have to run Clary." My mother peeked around me at my brother and Jace.

"No, I can't leave Jace. Mom, you have to help him." I whimpered and a look of uncertainty painted her face.

"Okay, just go. I'll get Jace out of here." She muttered almost to herself. I shifted out of the chair when Jonathan's back was turned. Jocelyn stood when I was crouched behind one of the front row desks. I was hidden behind it so Jonathan couldn't see me as he kept delivering blows into Jace's stomach.

"Jonathan." My mother stood, gazing at my brother. She had a pointed look plastered on her face. I turned in time to see my brother freeze in mid kick. He spun on his heel, matching my mom's stare with a cold glare.

"Hello Mother." Jonathan purred. He started to surge towards my mom when her foot connected with his chest, dropping him to the floor. As the two were preoccupied, I took the time to curl my arms under Jace and slowly pull him to the corner behind the teacher's desk.

"Clary." Jace whispered in some sort of painful relief. I felt the tears fall down my cheeks as I pushed Jace's hair from his face. His eyes fluttered as my fingers tried to rub away the splotches of blood around his mouth. I searched his gear, finding a few daggers, seraph blades, and finally a stele. I drew an iratze on his neck, and leaned down to press my lips tenderly to his.

Jocelyn's POV

I threw myself against my son. He was never my son. That was his father's doing. Memories flashed across the backs of my eyes of when he was born. His eyes were completely black and there were no whites to them. This memory haunted me too often. I broke down in tears once, when I had come home to Clary watching Supernatural. The demons eyes just like Jonathan's. I snapped back into the fight as Jonathan jumped up from the ground, throwing his fist into my stomach. I backed myself up and as he came towards me, kicked a desk in his path causing him to pause momentarily.

"What's the matter Mom? I thought you would've been happy to see me." He smirked, wiping blood from his mouth. "Oh wait you left me. Alone with Valentine to fend for myself, but that wasn't enough. I suffered through his lashes and torment. When he told me about you and how you had left with Clary and didn't plan on returning I knew it was no use mourning over you." This hit a heart string. Tears prickled at the edges of my eyes.

"I thought he killed you. Did you know that?" I spat back at him. He just stared at me with a cold stone face. I don't know what was going through my mind, but I started to stagger towards him. I fell forward and he caught me. He wasn't gentle as he roughly gripped me at arms length. "I came back for you. But Valentine had set the house on fire. They found the bodies of a man and a boy. I thought you were gone." I spoke. He let out an enraged growl, slamming me back onto the ground. My head slapped the ground and my vision blurred. But I could make out Jonathan looming above me. I stared into those cold black eyes. "Kill me. I deserve it for not saving you as a baby." He smiled coldly down on me, his dagger poised and pointed to my throat. I could feel the cold metal pricking my skin. I closed my eyes trying to make the best of the situation.

In a whirl of screams, his weight was thrown off me. Clary stood over him, his hand locked in hers, forced to his own throat.

"Get away from my mother." Clary hissed at Jonathan who just chuckled. I felt a swell of warmth take place in my chest. Pride for my daughter's courage and pure love for her. I gasped when Jonathan her on to her own back, positioning the dagger over her heart. She glared up at him. My brave little girl.

"Do it." She hissed.

Clary's POV

I stared up at my brother. I awaited the jab of the knife that would no doubt end my life. I saw a bit of movement in the corner of my eye as my mom shifted into a sitting position. I had to distract Jonathan. I didn't want him to take my mother and make me watch. I broke free of his grip and did the unthinkable. I twisted my hand into his hair and pulled his face down to mine in a very disgusting kiss. I had to do it though. Trust me, I did not enjoy it. He was taken aback and then seemed to regain his composure letting the blade slip away from my chest. And then he gasped and I knew he wasn't trying to come up for air. My mother had driven one of Jace's discarded seraph blades through Jonathan. I could feel the tip on my stomach.

I gasped, and with the help of my mother, rolled Jonathan off of me. I convulsed into tears and gagged. Bile rose in my throat and I forced my eyes away from my brother's limp body. I curled into my mom's arms. I sobbed into her shoulder until I was barely conscious.

"Mom?" I looked up at my mother's own tear stained face.

"What?" She looked down at me.

"Please don't tell anyone that I did that." I smiled and she let out a choked smile. I went back to resting my head against her. Darkness started to creep around the edges of my vision. Strong hands snaked under my legs and behind my back. I could hardly hear Luke's voice as he coaxed my mom off the ground. I looked up, expecting Jace, but it was Simon who was carrying me out the door. Jace was limping next to Alec, one of his arms thrown around his neck in support. I blinked the blurriness out of my eyes to stretch my neck and kiss Simon lightly on the cheek.

"I knew you weren't dead." I whispered.

So I got so a lot of reviews for that last chapter so I think most of you liked it. I had to do some revision on this chapter so that's why it took me so long to update. See I had tried using Jace to kill Jonathan but that kind of clashed with the last chapter because I pretty much said Jocelyn would be the one to kill Jonathan. I know some may not have wanted him to die but it just felt right. And thanks to all those reviewers and followers and favoriters. You guys are freaking amazing. I hoped you liked this chapter. If I get up early in the morning I may update but no promises because I have a job interview. Any who I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

;) - Emma