Reuploaded and edited 10/26/22 (not great but better lol!)

AN: Sorry about the long wait! Also for people who read 'always mine' I should be updating that story soon I promise. I have everything thought out in my head; I am just having a hard time writing what I am seeing in my head.

Chapter 3-

Clary moved from her back to her side with a groan, she felt like she was going to be sick and hurriedly got out of the bed, barely making it to the bathroom before she threw up everywhere. After a few minutes she stopped being sick but then she noticed the giant headache pounding throughout her whole head like never before.

"Oh my god." She whimpered as she got sick again. She dry heaved into the toilet for a few minutes before her stomach settled again. Clary slowly flushed the toilet and put the lid down before shakily getting up and turning to the sink. She turned the tap on cold and splashed her face with some water before grabbing some random toothbrush and tooth paste and brushing her teeth. She didn't even care whose it was, she just wanted the nasty taste out of her mouth. Once she was done scrubbing, she put the stuff back and looked at herself in the mirror, she took horrible. She had dark circles under her eyes, and she was paler than normal. Her red curls were in knots; in short, she looked like death. She sighed as she closed her eyes tight trying to remember why she felt this way. She flinched as she remembered being raped by Jonathan and Jace in Jonathan's room yesterday afternoon. She quickly skipped over that memory and recalled getting ready and going to run an errand for Jonathan. After that they went to a club, and she drank some stuff. Suddenly she remembered taking some unknown drug from Jonathan. Her eyes flew open in anger, why would she wiling do that! Suddenly she heard a light knock on the door before Jace opened it and peered in.

"Hey, I got you some medicine for that headache I am sure you have." He said as he opened the door fully and handed her two white pills and a glass of water. If it had been Jonathan offering her this stuff, she would have thrown the glass of water at his face, but since it was Jace she took the pills and the water. She downed half the water with the pills, then the other half after. She didn't realize how thirsty she had been. Her stomach protested at first and she almost threw up again but after a few deep breathes it stayed down and she sighed happily.

"Why don't you take a shower, I'll have some clothes ready for you in my room when you're done. " Jace said as he pulled a towel from the closet and put it on the counter next to the sink. He left without a response from Clary, and she turned and started the shower. She was feeling warm, so she turned the water to just below room temperature and stepped in. She sighed as the water ran down her back and face helping to relax her body. She grabbed some shampoo and lathered her hair, rubbing her temples to help with her headache. After she grabbed some body wash and she started going over her body, she got to her private area and winced at the pain. She suddenly had a flash of something from the night before.

"What do you want me to do to you?" Jonathan yelled

"Everything." She replied.

"Be specific." Jonathan demanded.

"I want you to fuck me." Clary whispered and Jonathan stared into Clary's eyes as she shivered under his intense gaze.

"Say it louder my love!" Jonathan demanded again not breaking eye contact.

"I want you to FUCK me." Clary almost screamed as Jonathan moaned with pleasure.

Clary came out of her memory with a gasp, that didn't really happen, did it? Suddenly everything from the night before came tumbling back and she fell to the bottom of the tub sobbing. He did the worst thing to her that he could ever have done, she couldn't even move as she clung to the bottom of the tub. A minute later Jace came in and she didn't even look at him. He pulled her up and quickly helped her get the shampoo out of her hair and rinsed her body off. When that was done, he turned off the water and pulled her cold body out of the shower and wrapped her in a thick towel. She stood there shivering looking at Jace with the saddest eyes he had ever seen.

"Why?" She asked making Jace's heart flip in agony for her, one single tear fell down his face. He didn't answer her as he pulled her into his room and helped her get dressed, then he pulled her onto his bed, and he held her tight as she cried. The stayed like that for hours, until Jonathan came in to ruin it.

"Get up lazy bums you're wasting the day away, it's already 5 in the evening." He hummed and Clary hid deeper into Jace's chest and the blankets not wanting to see Jonathan.

"Come on dude; just give us today she's really upset." Jace said lifting out of the bed a little to look at Jonathan, the blonder boy glared down at him.

"Why should she be upset, she had an amazing time last night, she begged for it. Didn't you Clary?" He asked the red-haired girl as she shivered and tried to dissolve into Jace's chest instead of looking at her brother.

"Come on." Jace pleaded again and Jonathan glared.

"Fuck no, both of you get the fuck out of that bed now." He yelled making Jace stand up instantly. Clary refused at first until Jace ripped her from the bed, scared of what Jonathan might do to her if she didn't get up. She stood in her pj pants and one of Jace shirts that reached her knees. She wrapped her arms around herself and looked at the floor; she couldn't bring herself to look at the evil man standing in front of her.

"I run this show, not you two. I am sick of this shit. Clary you are MINE and when I tell you to do something you fucking do it. Jace the same goes for you. I am in control, test me one more time either of you and you'll both be sorry." He barked as he grabbed Clary's upper arm and pulled her out of the room harshly. He violently brought her down the stair and pushed her into the kitchen. She stumbled and fell from the force and landed on the tiled floor. She could tell her upper arm was going to be bruised and maybe her hip from landing on the floor. She winced as she tried to stand, she could see Jonathan glaring down at her with his arms crossed and Jace standing there in the doorway looking helpless because Jonathan told him not to help her. She slowly pulled herself up and stood in front of the two boys.

"Now let's eat some fucking dinner and then we can have some fun." He winked at Clary before heading to the kitchen table to sit down. He had food already on the table as both Clary and Jace slowly followed him. The meal was baked chicken breast with corn and stuffing as the sides. She ate as much as she could when Jonathan would glare at her. All she could think about was what happened last night and how fucked up it was. She flinched whenever she thought about the fact that she had begged for him to fuck her. She tried to hold in the panic that wanted to come to the surface, knowing that if she gave into that feeling Jonathan would most likely beat her and she was already in enough pain.

The meal went too quickly for her and soon Jonathan was dragging her up the stairs to his room. Jace was following behind like a little lab dog, she turned and glared at him for being so weak. He could fucking stop all this if he just fought out of Jonathan's hold, he didn't seem like he was trying hard enough. Jonathan roughly shoved Clary on to the bed and she turned and glared at him.

"NO!" She shouted and he stopped and looked shocked for a moment at her outburst before his glared snapped back into place.

"What did you say to me little girl?" He demanded in a harsh tone.

"No, I am NOT doing this! This is my body I am not going to let you use me like this. Go ahead send a demon after my mother and everyone else. I have faith that they would win!" She shouted at Jonathan, and he sighed deeply.

"I knew you were going to be difficult." He shrugged as he pulled the walkie talkie out and turned It on.

"Do it, now!" He shouted into the device and Clary shivered realizing maybe she shouldn't have done that. Jonathan walked into his closet, forcing Clary to follow him. A small screen like the one from his office yesterday was sitting on a desk. His closet was very large, and it looked like he had a second small office in there as well as his clothes. Jonathan turned on the screen and she watched her mother in battle with a demon form the day before. He stomach was on the ground as she watched her mother in their home. Luke wasn't home apparently because she was fighting solo.

"Go ahead Henry." Jonathan said into the walkie talkie and soon she watched as her mother fought two upper-level demons.

"STOP PLEASE!" Clary begged as she watched her mother fall to the ground and her weapon skid to the corner of the room, far out of her reach.

"No, I am thinking not. I think to keep you in check you need to see how powerful I really am and how seriously real my threats are." He told the weeping girl who clung to the desk as she watched.

AN: Yup there it is! So who thinks I should keep Clary's mother alive and who thinking's I should kill her? Either way let me know what you think of my story so far!