AN
I got some feedback asking to do less time jumps, so I will try and do that, but I want people to tell me if they don't like that because I have planned my story around that, and I want to know what you guys think. Thanks for over 700 views! Btw something crazy is going to happen this chapter but please bear with me, it's a crucial part of the storyline. Now to the story:)
Time Jump
Ages: Clary, 19, Jace, 20, Nathan & Harry, 2
Clary's P.O.V.
Harry and Nate were running around the house, talking in some type of two-year-old gibberish I couldn't understand. I was trying to get Nathan to take his behavioural meds when Harrison came up and pointed at one of my old runes, which had by now been reduced to a faint white scar. It was an iratz, and he stared at it with curiosity.
" What it mommy? " He said.
" It ugly! " Nathan said, with what I wish I could say was an unusual amount of bitterness.
" Nathaniel. Don't be a bad boy. It's just a scar, " I said, feeling frustration course through my body. I wanted to tell them about my past, but they were only two. Even so, I felt like a horrible mother for not telling them. Jace and I had agreed to leave the past in the past, but it was so hard. I hadn't put a rune on my skin in over a year, and I missed the familiar burning sensation that I had grown accustomed to.I snapped out of my thoughts just in time to see Nate and Harry run down the hallway towards the playroom.
" Nate! Come back, I need to give you your medicine! " I shouted, not that it made any difference, he just turned stuck his tongue out at me and then took Harrison's hand as they ran of together. I saw Jace walk into the living drawing room with a mug of coffee in his hand.
" Nate causing trouble? " Jace asked, handing me the mug.
" No more than usual. He won't take his meds, and you know how he gets if he doesn't take them. I still have a bruise on my leg from last time we forgot. " I said, feeling warm caffeine course through my veins, sharpening my senses.
" Don't worry, I'll talk to him man to man, or at least man to two-year-old. I can get him to take his medicine. "
" Thanks, I'll go give Harry a bath, he was looking really dirty, " I said taking another sip of my coffee. When we got to the playroom they had barricaded the door with stuffed animals. Jace pretended to struggle with the door, before finally pushing it open.
" We found you! " He said to the boys who proceeded to scream and run around like lunatics. I picked up Harry and started to tickle him and his head rolled back as he did a combination of laughing and screaming. Jace started to do the same to Nathan. Except instead of laughing, he bit Jace -hard by the looks of it- on the arm.
" Oww! " Jace said holding his arm.
" Nathaniel! What have we said about biting, " I reprimanded him, but he just laughed, and his eyes flashed black, like they did when he was naughty. Harrison, seeing us all promptly started hysterically crying. I sighed, just another day in paradise!
" Okay Nathaniel, you are going to take your medicine and then you are going to have a talk with mommy and daddy about why it's not okay to bite. And Harry, cheer up Bub, you're gonna come with me and have a bath, okay. " At that Harrison's crying got worse.
" No bath! Naughty mommy. " I gave up, and started walking upstairs to the bathroom.
" Make sure he actually swallows the pills, don't forget to check his mouth! " I called, over my shoulder to Jace, but he was already gone. I walked into the bathroom and set Harrison down on the basin. He had finally stopped crying.
" Come on let's get you cleaned up. " I leaned over him to get the shampoo and conditioner and I realised I had left the soap in the guest bathroom downstairs.
" Okay, mummy's just going to go downstairs and get the soap. You stay here and I'll be back in a sec. " I put him back down and headed downstairs where I was met with Nathaniel almost knocking me over as he charged up the stairs, almost slipping multiple times. I sighed.
" Slow down baby, you don't want to fall. " I walked into the past the kitchen and I saw Jace sitting on the ground hunched over himself. I walked in and sat next to him, temporarily forgetting about the soap.
*WARNING* the next scene describes something that some people may find disturbing. If you are uncomfortable with violence I urge you to skip Nathaniel's P.O.V. and skip straight to Clary's. You will get the gist of what happens.
Nathaniel's P.O.V.
I raced up the stairs and I heard mommy telling me to slow down but I didn't care. The voices in my head had told me to do something and I didn't want to make them angry, they were scary when they were angry, they made me hurt myself and I didn't like that at all. I walked into the bathroom and I saw Harry and I walked over to him.
" Bath time. " I said turning on the water. Once it had filled up almost all the way I told him to get in. We didn't know how to take clothes of and shoes were really tricky so he just climbed in with his clothes on. I would miss Harry, he was nice and he always did whatever I told him to. He stood up in there but he was too short, his head went under and it didn't come back up. I smiled, the voices were happy, and so was I.
Clary's P.O.V.
I stood up from the floor.
" It'll be okay Jace, I'm going to go give Harrison a bath but we can talk about Nathaniel later. " I got the soap and I walked up the stairs with an uneasy feeling in my stomach, I had a bad feeling and I didn't know why. I walked into the bathroom and I saw Nathan.
" Baby, where is Harry? " I said approaching Nathaniel.
" He take bath, " he said and I screamed as I saw something floating in the bath water, -no- not something but someone...
AN
Sorry! I know that was sad, but it was a crucial part of this story. I tried to make it as vague as possible, while still telling you how it happened, and showing you how Nathaniel is different. He has a sort of Schizophrenia except it's his demon side making him do bad things. That is really the only T rated part of this story, the rest will be pretty kid friendly. As always, please review, and tell me what you want to see more and less of.
P.S. I know this was a short one, but I wanted to leave it at a certain point.
