Previously on Demon and Angels...
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!"
Oh no.
Clary POV
"I fall to the ground as soon as Valentine strikes me. He starts kicking me in the chest and my stomach. I already gave some broken ribs why not get a few more? He starts yelling insults at me and spitting on my hair and face.
"YOU DO NOT LEAVE THIS HOUSE UNLESS I ALLOW YOU TO YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH! SNEAK OUT ONE MORE TIME AND I WILL RIP YOUR HEAD OFF!," He roars. "I GIVE YOU A ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD AND FOOD TO EAT! YOU WOULD BE ALIVE IF IT WEREN'T FOR ME! BUT YOU DON CARE!" He starts kicking and punching me again. Then he grabs me by the arms and lifts me up so my face is leveled with his. I try not cry. "But you don't care. You just use me and take advantage of me. Don't you? You're off slutting around with your friends huh? Just having boys do whatever they want with you for the thrill of it eh?" He flings me into the wall. I want to cry. I try not to but the tears pur down my face.
He walks over to me and bends down. "I have a whore for a daughter. A weak selfish little whore who doesn't care about her own father," He whispers. I start to tremble and shake, sobs racking my body. He gives another slap. "Go change and clean up your ugly face. I need you to go make another deal for me." I sniff and stand up almost collapsing once again. I walk to my room and fall onto my bed as soon as I get there.
Why couldn't mother have take me with her? I have said it once before and I will say it again. What a bitch.
I get up quickly knowing what will happen if I keep him waiting. I go to my bathroom and take out my concealer. I take out the other ones I have stored since he gave me a really bad beating tonight. I cover up and then strip my clothes off. I put on some deodorant and take out the little black stripper dress my father makes me wear whenever I do one of his deals for him. I put on my black strappy heels and walk to the living room. The little bastard is watching a game and doesn't notice me. I clear my throat. He looks at me up and down and nods appreciatively.
"Here's the money you need." He hands me a wad of cash and I nod. Alot of times I have thought about running away with the money and staying at a hotel but I know he would eventually find me. He might be a drunk but he's pretty smart. I walk out the door down the steps. I decide not to take my bike to Pandemonium and just walk. I start walking and sigh. Is this really what my life has come to?
Jace POV
I drive home and walk into my house grinning. This is going to destroy her. I can't wait! Isabelle is on the couch in the living room. She looks up as I walk in and notices me grinning from ear to ear.
"What did you do?" She starts smiling and narrows her eyes. I walk up to her and sit down on the couch. Alec probably isn't back yet. He's been hanging with a "friend" for the past few nights. Mhmm.
"You'll see tomorrow." She gives me a pleading look. I sigh and give in because I wanna tell her too. I explain my plan of exposing Clary for the slut she is. A kid. Really?
"OMG! Are you fucking kidding me?! Knew she was a whore but this is a li-ttle much. I can't wait to tell Seelie!" She picks up get phone and starts texting her finger flying over the keys.
"Okay but make sure she doesn't tell too many people." I chuckle. Even her loser friends won't wanna be near her after this!
"Let's celebrate! Pandemonium?"
"Now you're talking!" We run upstairs to go change. I know this seems mean but hey she doesn't have a life anyway so she won't be "destroyed" or anything. I put on a black T-shirt and black jeans with black boots. All black is basically the dress code for the club. I fix my hair, spray some cologne and put on deodorant. I run downstairs to see Isabelle already ready. She has on a black dress that comes top her mid thigh. Her dress also has lace on the back and has no straps. Her hair is straight and shiny and and she has minimal male up on.
We nod appreciatively at each other and walk out the door making sure to lock up. My parents and my little brother, Max, are out to dinner I think. He got into the Honor Program and they're celebrating. We decide to take the car a shiny sleek black Mercedes since Izzy has a dress on.
We arrive at the club and the line is, thankfully, not too long. We stand on line and whip out our fake ID's. The bouncer reaches us and inspects our ID's before letting us in. Izzy and I walk in and I go to the bar while she goes to the dance floor. I sit down and then see a flash of red hair moving through the crowd.
CLARY!
She walks into a dark corner of the club and then comes out about 15 minutes later. Yes that's how long I've been watching her. I'm a very curious man. Now what the hell is she doing at Pandemonium in a dress like that?! It's really short and she looks pretty uncomfortable in it. Does her father really approve of this? But then again he's probably getting high at home to really notice anything.
The bartender offers me a drink and something else but I decline. I wanna see what Carrot's up to the little sneak. She looks around for a minute and when she thinks no one is watching she stuffs a bag of white stuff in her bra. Cocaine! She is a drug dealer! Woah...
She sighs and seems to compose herself before walking to the other side of the bar so she doesn't notice me. Well she's about to get a little surprise of her own. I start over there very aware of the women looking at me. But I'm focused on only one of them right now.
Clary
I arrive at Pandemonium and the bouncer let's me in without a problem. They know Valentine and I can get in without any issues since I'm his daughter. (A/N Did I write that already) I walk over to the little corner where I usually meet Santiago. He's there as always and holds his hands out for the money.
"Gimme the cash." He says in a gruff voice.
"Gimme the stuff." He grunts and hands it over as I give him the cash. Then he smiles.
"Hold up. I need a little more than that."
"I I don't have anything else. Trust me." I say nervously.
"I ain't talking 'bout cash." I starts to tremble. Is he joking?
"Please no."
"Hey you don't give me what I want Daddy don't get his shit. He ain't like that am I right?" I shake my head. He beckons me closer and I follow his orders. He grabs my small waist and gives me a hard kiss shoving his tongue down my throat. I wanna throw but I force the feeling and kiss him back. He groans and rubs his hands all over my body. When he's done he smiles and sends me out. I don't cry and put on a brave face.
I walk out into the club and stuff the bag in my bra after looking around for a bit. I sigh and compose myself then go to the bar. They know me here so they give me anything I want free. I order there strongest drink and down it in seconds.
"Woah there Clary. Slow down. Didn't know a little thing like you could hold her liquor. " my eyes bug out of my head and I turn my head to see Jace smirking down at me. He sits and holds up two fingers to the bartender. "Surprise us."
"What do you want Jace? Gonna try and rape me again?" He glares and then smirks once more.
"No. I just saw you from over there," he points to the other side of the bar," and I decided to come say 'hello'." i almost gasp. I hope he didn't see me do the deal. I would be in big trouble.
"Oh well hi," I wave. "Now can you leave?" He puts his hand to his heart in a mocking gesture.
"Clary how you wound me." He smiles. The bartender put down two drinks in front and I thank him.
"I don't want you here. Why are you talking to me? We're not friends and I don't want us to be."
"Why? What have I done to you?" I give him an incredulous look.
"What the hell! You basically molested me! Why would you force yourself into me like that?"
"It's not like you didn't like it. Most girls girls would kill to be in your position!" I roll my eyes. What an inconsiderate conceited narcissistic bastard.
"I'm not most girls. You really frightened me! Do you have any idea how scared I was. You're a conceited insensitive DOG!." I slap him because I was getting even more riled up thinking about it. He looks surprised at my outburst and the smile melts off his face.
"Clary... I-"
"You what? You're sorry? I don't need your PITY! Just leave me alone!" I rush off tears trailing down my face. I walk into the bathroom at the back of the club. It's a restroom for all sexes so people have a lot of... Ugh. Luckily no one is in here. I look in the mirror glad that my concealer is water proof. I hear the door open and the footsteps of boots. I turn around.
"What do want Jace? You've already hurt me. What else do you want?!" He looks guilty and moves even closer. He suddenly wraps his arms around me.
"I'm sorry Clary. I'm so sorry." I freeze. Is he serious? Is this some kind of prank?
"Are you joking? You're seriously being nice to me?" I pull away and look at him. All I see in those beautiful golden eyes is sincerity. I hug him again ad cry some more burying my face in his chest. he strokes my hair and squeezes me. He pushes me away and holds me by my arms.
"Come home with me. I wanna talk to you about something." I tilt my head in confusion but nod. I know my father will hit me hard but I don't care. I need someone to comfort.
"Okay. I'll come with you."
"I'll text Izzy and tell her I went home early. Alright?"
"Yeah. That's good." He texts his sister real quick and then we walk out of the bathroom making sure no one sees us. Don't want them to get the wrong idea. He leads me to the car and I get in the passenger seat. He starts the car and rides off into the night. While were driving I keep thinking Am I dreaming?