Hm... I'm bored. It's a bit past midnight, and I can't sleep. Sounds like a perfect time for a new chapter!
Simon was Clary's best friend ever since she came to Idris high a year ago. He immediately started showing her around and being nice to her. Eventually, they got to know each other a bit more, and they became friends. Clary never spoke to him about her past. And it was just now that he was wondering why. Clary saw who the man was, and froze.
"Hello honey," The man had started saying. "Did you miss me?" Clary didn't respond, she just jumped on top of the table and started running. The man grinned, stood there for a few seconds, and then started running as well.
Clary's POV, 1st person
I can't believe he found me. I've been running for a year, making random turns and spirals until I ended up halfway across the country. How did he find me? I'm wondering these things while dashing across the cafeteria. Everyone's staring, as I expected. They're just wondering why in the world I was running. They don't know. Memories started coming back.
"Jace stop!" I yelled. He didn't. He just kept on doing it.
"You're gonna' pay for that, honey." He yelled.
"What did I do this time?"
"You know what you did!"
"No, I really don't!"
"It'll cost extra for liars!"
I shuddered. It'd been a year, and I still had scars. I made a left turn at the end of the corridor. I was going straight for outside. I ran out of the doors, setting off blaring alarms that made my ears ring.
I saw the fence up ahead; I went out of the back doors. I leaped up, and started climbing. I reached the top, and a hand grabbed my chest. 'NO!' I thought inside. I was yanked down into the man-Jace's arms.
"GET OFF OF ME, YOU PSYCHOTIC PERVERT!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.
"Now then," He started saying while bringing his butterscotch eyes to meet mine. "What a rude thing to say to your husband!"
I'm not a Clace fan...
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