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ClaryPOV
Drip. Drip. Drip. The water droplets fell restlessly against my exposed face. I stirred, still keeping my eyes closed. My hands were bound behind me, my body resting against the pole I was attatched to. Reluctantly, I lifted my heavy lids. I was in a damp room, probably a storage unit. I struggled to get my hands free, but the rope was too tight.
"Dam. Not only am I stuck in the freaking Matrix, but I'm stuck with a crazy pyshcopath. Plus, I can't stop bullets with my mind, and I don't see Neo anywhere." I mumbled to myself.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming my way. Soon my vison was blocked by the angular cheekbones of my father, Valentine.
"So glad you're finally awake. I'm glad to see you aren't in too bad of shape."
"So, DAD, what's the 411? Why the hell I'm I here in this crappy what-ever-you-call-it?
"Really Clarrissa, is it too hard not to swear at you old man?"
"You aren't my dad anymore."
I saw his expression turn to mock hurt, right before I saw his hand lash out and slap me across the face.
"If my little girl's going to be rude to her father, then I must punish her for doing so." he said eerily.
Oh, I don't know if now is a good time to mention that the reason he said he commited all of the crimes is because his inner being told him to do it, that it would help his family. Boy was it wrong.
"So did your 'inner being' tell you to kidnap me? Or are you doing this because you feel like it?" I threw at him.
I saw his pale face drain of color, and his eyes grew darker.
"That's none of your concern." he said stiffly.
"Okay, I just wanted to know, because there are other ways to spend time with me, like calling first and not GETTING FREAKING ARRESTED!"
I heard my voice rise to a shout. I also saw real hurt creep onto his face.
"He told it would help you, that it would help bring our family together. I wanted what was best for you and Simon, so I did it." he said quietly.
I looked him, I mean, really looked at him, and saw the father I always wanted. He could of been great at it, too, if it weren't for that stupid voice.
"Dad, you don't have to listen to him. Block him out, untie me, and we'll go home. I'll get you some help and we'll make him go away."
He looked up at me and for a second a saw a normal man, but the next his face hardened.
"He is good to me, and you want to get rid of him. You evil little brat. He has done a lot FOR US!"
He screamed and started to violently twitch around.
"Kill her. Make her suffer." he said in a low, eeiry voice.
"She wants to make me leave, to keep me from helping you. Kill her, and I will stay with you FOREVER."
As if on cue, Valentine pulled out a knife and took a step towards me, and suddenly stopped.
"She's my daughter. She still has a life left to live-AHHHH!"
He took another step akwardly, but the knife had turned towards him.
"YESSS but she is forcing you to leave me. Is that what you want, after all I've done?"
My father looked into my eyes, and I saw that they were have green, like they should be, and half black, like they shouldn't be.
"You HAVEN'T helped me! You took my family away, my freedom, and my mind. But I won't let you ANYMORE!" he screamed, and the knife was justan inch away from his heart.
"" both the voice and I screamed before the knife plunged into my father's chest.
"DADDY!"
My father looked up at me, the light in his eyes dimmed.
"Clarrissa, tell Simon and my wife, I-I'm sorry."
And with a gasping breath, my father was gone.
"Daddy? DADDY?"
I started to cry like I hadn't cried in years. The tears kept spilling out, over and over again. I don't know how long I sat there, but soon I felt warm hands on mine, untieing the ropes around my wrist. The mysterious figure picked me up in his arms, and walked me outside before I finally fell asleep.
JacePOV
Okay, I'm not going to lie, but when I found Clary in that warehouse, she was a mess. She was slumped there with a dead guy next to her, barely moving at all. I quickly untied her and carried her outside. Simon was waiting for us with his mom.
"What the hell happened in there?"
"I don't know for sure, but I'll I know is that your dad killed himself with a knife. But for know, let's get her to the hospital."
We drove in silence, no one was in the mood to talk. Clary slept so soundly I could've sworn she was dead. I often grasped her hand, still feeling the warmth within them.
Simon must've noticed, because he said, "Don't worry. She'll be okay."
I nodded, but still continued my routine. It wasn't long before Clary was wheeled away on a stretcher. I watched her long after she she was out of sight, feeling my heart rise up in my chest.
"C'mon, Jace. Your dad just got back. You need to go home."
Simon had come up behind me. I looked into his eyes and saw that he was as worried as me.
"Probably to plan my mother's funeral." I said, forgetting that Simon was still there.
"Well, I'm probably stuck planning my psycho father's funeral, so at least your's will be a little more pleasant." he said before walking out towards his mom.
Boy, why does everything in my life suck?
Yeah for Jace! Good triumphs over evil! I just got a new hampster! Oh, wait, no I didn't. Anyway, stay tuned for the final installment of Jace in Love. Coming soon to a labtop near you!
~GrimmSistah
