this chapter is a little different.


Seems like Jace's fever has gone down a bit, Sebastian thought. He had been watching Jace this whole time, watching Clary fuss over him, trying to help him. It had been so amusing, but now Clary's hopes were up, and Sebastian couldn't have Jace getting better so soon.

Maybe that's why he was standing there, at the foot of Jace's bed, holding a dagger. The blond was sitting up, staring at Sebastian like he was the devil.

"what are you doing here?" Jace demanded, voice shaking.

He truly is scared. Sebastian mused. "what do you think?"

"get out of here." Jace forced out, "go away."

Chuckling, the blonde twirled the dagger between his fingers. "Why should I? Little brother, we haven't seen each other in ages." He smiled, as if the thought of what had happened the last time he saw Jace pleased him. "aren't you glad to see me?"

"No."

"Well that's rude." Sebastian said, "I do wonder why Clary date someone who is as discourteous as you."

Jace was taking deep breaths, calming himself maybe? Sebastian wasn't sure. "S-stop it. Don't. Please don't."

Sebastian leered at the younger boy. He was gripping the hilt of the dagger now, ready to strike. "Sorry, Jacey darling." He smirked, "maybe I'll show mercy next time."

With that, he drove the blade toward Jace's chest.

A scream rose up to his chest, but it never came out. Sebastian's hand was clamped over Jace's mouth, forcing the metal into flesh, piercing through bone. Tears running down his face, silent screams coming out of nowhere, nothing but pain.

I'm going to die.

I'm going to die.

He's going to kill me.

He's going to kill me.

He's going to kill—

And then Sebastian was gone, the weapon abandoned on the bed Jace was writhing on, his own blood a pool around himself. Golden eyes blinked in frustration, trying to keep open, desperately calling out for that one person.

Clary.

But nothing came out. Jace was sobbing now, curling into himself, trying not to vomit or move, in fear of the agonizing pain it might bring him. Tears slid down his pale face, and his only thought was,

I need Clary. Where is she?

Help, please.

Please…


The only reason why this chapter is horrendously short is because I'm going to post the next chapter like a minute after I post this.