Jace woke up, gasping for air, the covers all twisted around his body. He ran a hand through his golden hair, slumping annoyed back into his pillows. He thought he was getting better; that he would sleep through the night but no, here at 2 in the morning he was once again awake. He flicked on his bedside lamp, looking at the wall as the lamp cast and eerie shadow over the room. He struggled to untangle himself and stood up, making his way to his bathroom. The door opened with a squeak and Jace sat himself down on the toilet, needing the tile-filled room and cold toilet cover to wake him up.
He rested his head in his hands, trying to think of anything other than the years he spent in that hellhole, but found it hard not to think about it. He stood up, splashing some water on his face and then exited the bathroom and his room, making his way to the kitchen where he got a cool glass of water which he gulped down quickly.
Groaning, he felt a panic attack coming and bolted up to his room, locking the door behind him and slumping onto the ground against the wall. The memories consumed him; of Clarissa, calling to him, of Valentine beating him and of his own terror at night, not being able to tell if Clary was ok. Jace eventually realised he had tears in his eyes and his breathing was harsh and irregular, but he took deep calming breaths, focusing on the people he loved.
His family; Mayrse, Robert, Alec, Izzy and Max. All of them he loved and loved him. Finally he calmed down enough to crawl over to his bed and pull himself up and into it. One look at the alarm showed him that it was 3:45. He groaned and flexed his sore back, turning off his light and trying to fall back asleep.
Jace decided to drive himself to school, wanting time to think. He got in his black Audi; his parents left it to him from their collecting and Maryse and Robert had saved it for him, and drove off to school, Max beside him.
"Hey buddy, anything exciting in school today?"
Max wrinkled his nose. "No. We are starting an assignment, and we have to work with someone. The teacher paired me up with a girl."
"Ah tough luck Max, girls can be tough to deal with."
"SO then why do you constantly have them over?"
Jace coughed awkwardly, hoping that no one had told his 9 year old brother about what Jace did when he had said girls over. "So I can get used to them."
Max frowned for a moment, before grinning up at Jace. "Good idea. Have you ever dated and of the girls you were getting used to?"
Jace chuckled; Max was very perceptive for a 9 year old. "Maybe once or twice mate. Now, here we are, Im not sure who will pick you up, probably mum or dad."
'Where are you and Alec?"
"We've got football trials buddy."
"Well you'll make the team. Can I just watch?"
"Uh, Yeah sure Max. I'll call mum and dad to tell them to drop you off."
"I could walk down, its only like 5 blocks."
Jace pulled the car into the carpark, and turned to look at Max.
"Max, come on you know why. We've talk about this."
Max frowned. "Yeah yeah I know, its too dangerous."
"Max, how about we get ice cream after trials?"
"Buy me a comic and you've got a deal."
Jace smirked, "Max you certainly have a way of getting money out of me. Shake on it." Jace held his hand out, which Max clasped and tried to squeeze as hard as he could, to try hurt Jace, causing him to laugh.
"Nice try buddy, maybe in a few years. Now, go to school!"
Max grinned and mock-saluted before grabbing his stuff and rushing out of the car to catch up with his friends. Jace chuckled to himself and drove out of the carpark, heading down the road to his own school. He parked in what he thought of as his spot and grabbed his stuff, locking his car and making his way toward Jon and Alec who were talking together.
"Jon, Alec." Jace said with a nod in either direction.
They both returned greetings, and when back to talk about the upcoming trials.
Clary made her way to Izzy, who was talking to Maia near the school entrance.
"Hey guys, whats up?"
"Nothing, I was just telling Maia about the unfortunate underwear incident last night," Izzy said barely containing her laughter. Clary groaned, feeling her face heat up.
"Izzy I cant believe you did that! You should have told me!"
"You wouldn't have let me get them for you."
"Im not wearing them Iz."
"Oh trust me, I will force you into them if it kills me. Maia will help me wont you?"
Maia's eyes went wide. "No way. I have known Clary way longer and I do not want to be on her bad side. No way in hell."
Clary grinned wickedly and the look of alarm crossing her friends face, and looped her arm through Izzy's. "Lets go to class Iz." The group trooped off towards their classes, Clary and Izzy to English. They sat down, beginning to work on their partner project. Clary's classes passed slowly, and the slowest was P.E. Clary groaned as the beep sounded for 7.0. Clary looked at Izzy, who was puffing next to her.
"Why-cant-they-just-make-us-play-vol-eyba-ll?" Clary panted out. Izzy tried to laugh, but only managed in blowing extra air out of her mouth. The girls ran side by side, their sneakers slapping on the ground of the gym as everyone around them attempted the beep test. It was meant to be a part of their major assessment for the term. The girls kept pushing through, happy when they made it to 9.3 where they pulled out.
"Clary, I though you said you didn't run!" Izzy exclaimed when they had gotten changed and were on their way to the cafeteria.
"I don't." Clary said sheepishly. "But when assessments come around, I magically have energy."
"Fair enough. Is your brother trying out for football tonight?"
"Yeah, he'll make it, he's hoping for captain or something but whatever. Are your brothers?"
"Yeah they both are which means my mum, or dad is picking me up, which is always fun, you know. Not at all embarrassing."
"Its not that embarrassing."
"Yeah it is. Are your parents picking you up as well then?"
"Nah, Im hanging around and watching, you know to support Jon and all." Clary said with a roll of her eyes. Izzy looked at her.
"We can take you home if you want, I mean I would invite you over but my parents said no friends tonight and that I have to do my homework. Sometimes they go insane a bit, anyway so we can drop you back to your house to save you hanging around."
"No its fine, I wouldn't want to put your parents out of their way."
"No of course not, its no problem we can take you home."
Clary closed her eyes, trying to gather her thoughts. The truth was that her parents weren't home, and they, nor did Clary want her staying home by herself, they had always avoided it, and it helped having friends who knew so that she could organise to go to their houses, but both Clary's parents would be out till late, and nothing had been organised.
"Izzy, really. I want to stay and watch."
"Clary come on, its no big deal."
"Izzy, no. Im staying at school."
"Okay," Izzy said skeptically, but to Clary's relief she didn't pursue the subject and instead turned to talk about one of the previous cities she had lived laughed, and nodded and said 'awesome' at appropriate times, but she wasn't really listening. Instead her mind flicked back to her past. How much Valentine had affected her. He still had an effect on her and her family, 11 years later in day to day life. It wasn't fair. Why her? Clary always had wondered if there was something special about her or if she was just in the right place at the right time, or more like wrong place at the wrong time.
"Clary?"
Izzy waved her hand in front of her friends face, snapping Clary back to the present and out of her own thoughts.
"Clary, wow you can really get lost in your head. Anyway, I was just checking that you were right for Friday, you can come back to my house after school and then after we go clubbing you can stay at my place for a sleepover, yes?"
"Sorry, yeah that's fine, I checked with my parents and they said that's fine."
"Awesome!"
"Yeah, not sure how awesome it would be if they saw the clothes I'm wearing!"
Izzy grinned sheepishly. "You love it! Is your brother coming?"
"Are yours?"
"Yes, they're 'chaperones' as my mum called it, basically to ensure we don't get dragged off into a white van or something." Izzy said with a wave of her hands.
Clary swallowed thickly, trying her hardest to stop the tears welling up in her eyes.
"Uh, yeah, could you please." But Clary didn't finish as she rushed out of the crowded cafeteria, past all her curious classmates eating lunch, and past Jace, who she hadn't even noticed. In a moment of sheer uncertainty she dashed outside to the far side of the maintenance shed near the bleachers, where she knew she would not encounter anyone. She collapsed onto her knees, and let the tears fall.
She could sense what was happening around her, so it wasn't one of her full out panic attacks. SO, when someone sat down beside her and put their arm around her, she was very aware. The person rubbed small circles on her back and was whispering things such as 'you're ok.' Clary, unable to think past her kidnapping, marvelled in the sense of comfort she felt and buried her head into the persons chest.
The arm fell to her waist, pulling her closer to the body and she continued to cry. Eventually the crying slowed, until it stopped and she just sat there snuggling into the body. Clary was very surprised, whenever she had some type of episode; where it be a nightmare or panic attack, Jon had been the only person consistently able to soothe her.
A/N Sorry once again a crap ending to a short chapter. But, none the less here is the promised chapter for reaching 60 reviews, which is incredible, and I cant thank you guys enough! So the end of this isn't meant to be a cliffhanger, as Im nearly positive that we all know who it is. Please tell me who's 'POV' you want, and suggestions are welcome! And with the last chapter (chp5 I think), I don't know what happened when I uploaded it but I fixed it so there are spaces in it again, sorry about that. The next goal is 80 reviews, when we reach it I'll update within 2 days! Thanks for the continued support, please review and stuff! Xx
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