I know you all probably hate me but I lost my inspiration for a couple months. I finally got it back and I tried to make this an amazing chapter for you guys. Love ya my sweets. Please don't hate me after you read this. You'll see why I say this at the end.
Jace POV
My alarm's blaring wakes me up. It's five in the morning which is the time I usually get up to take a jog. I hurriedly turn it off not wanting to wake Clary. Huh. I still can't believe she's my girlfriend though. She is so HOT! Those amazing curves. Her beautiful red faming hair. Her full lips. and those eyes! God those eyes. Those gorgeous green eyes. There like green fire that just melts your brain whenever you look into them. (sigh)
Clary sighs and rolls over murmuring something. The murmuring becomes a bit louder. Soon I can make out what she's saying.
"Please...Please... Stop... why do you hate me! AHHH! STOP! PLEASE!" My eyes. I shake her awake and she shoots up.
"What!" I look at her carefully.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah why? What the fuck? Why would you wake me up at 5 in freaking morning!" I flinched at her voice. She's actually pretty scary when she wants to be.
"I'm sort but you were screaming and saying 'why do you hate me please please'" She gasped.
"What?"
"Were you having a nightmare or something?" She brings her legs up to her chest and sighs. For a couple minutes she just sits there as if she's sorting through her thoughts. Getting ready to tell me something important. Then she takes a deep breath.
"Jace... It's my father."
"Excuse me?" I'm very confused.
"He is a monster. My father is a monster." Her voice starts to tremble.
"Clary what do you mean? He's not the one that gave you Sophie is he?"
"No. NO. I mean. He abuses me." I sit there for a second trying to comprehend what she just said.
"What?"
"My father abuses me. He hits me and he yells at me all the time. Every night he comes home drunk and beats me. He doesn't have a job. I have two so we can stay in our apartment. I have to have food for him or else he hurts me even worse. My mom left me when I 10. He was depressed and since I looked so much like her he would beat me. He tells me I am worthless and a slut. I still can't believe you want to date me. He's right. He's right Jace. I'm weak and I'm a whore. It's true. It's true!" She starts to cry. She sobs and sobs. I wrap my arms around her.
"Shh. Come here baby. It's okay."
"No it's not! Jace you can't do anything. My father has people all over Brooklyn. If he goes to jail they'll find out and they'll kill you! Please just don't do anything. Please!" My heart broke to see her like this. She was so innocent and sweet. She didn't deserve this. Yet it's still happening to her. What's wrong with the world.
"Okay. Okay. I won't do anything or tell anyone. Promise." She smiles and sniffles.
"Thank you." She looks around and then clears her throat.
"So...um... I need to get to school. But I don't have anything to wear. I also need to brush my teeth."
"Um...okay. I'll go ask Izzy."
"But she hates me."
"Don't worry I'll make her give you some clothes."
"Um...make sure you get some jeans. Also can you get her to get some makeup for my face. I need to cover my bruises." I clench my teeth. That son of a bitch.
"Okay." Before I leave I get her a toothbrush and show her to the bathroom.
"Your breath stinks." I tell her. She sticks her tongue out at me and goes to the bathroom. i walk out into into the hallway preparing myself to face the wrath of Isabelle Lightwood. God that girl is scary. Luckily if she yells at us none else will be here to hear it. My mom and dad are probably already at work so Clary wouldn't have to be shunned by an entire family. Yeah.
I walk into the room and Isabelle is standing in front of a mirror putting on make up in a pink robe. She looks at me her face red. Oh no.
"Oh my God Jace! Don't you know how to knock? What are you stupid!" I roll my eyes and close the door.
"Isabelle shut up. I just need to borrow a pair of your smallest jeans. Please?" She looks at me skeptically.
"Are you sure? This could just be a phase." I roll my eyes once more. God if I keep this up my eyeballs will fall out.
"There not for me! There for... Clary." She looks at me for a second and then laughs.
"Oh my God Jace you are so funny. Good one. Really." I sigh.
"I'm not kidding. She slept with me last night-not in that way!- and she needs some clothes." She curls her lips in disgust.
"Why would let that whore sleep in your bed? I bet she stashed some drugs under your pillow so she can pin the blame on you when the cops come looking for her." She laughs. Next thing I see is red. I grab her arm roughly.
"NEVER talk about her like that ever again. She is beautiful and smart. You have no idea what she has gone through! There's a reason she sells drugs. So don't judge her before you get to know. I love her and if you ever say anything like that again I will hurt you! She is not a WHORE!" My sister cowers back in fear.
"Why are you so mean to her anyway? You don't know anything about her. Evrything you supposedly 'know' are all rumors! Try to be her friend and stop acting like a bitch! Now give me the damn jeans!" She looks down and mutters an apology. She gets the jeans and is about to give it to me but pulls back.
"Jace. Can I give them to her? You're right. I should get to know her better. You seem to think she's pretty great. I wanna give it a shot." I hesitate. I don't know if I can trust her after the things she's done but then nod.
"Okay. But if you try anything I'll put your phone down the garbage disposal," I threaten. She knows I'm serious because I've done it before. But that's a story for another time.
Isabelle and I go my room and find Clary there in a towel sitting on my bed. Her hair is wet and she has her head down hiding the bruises on her face. Isabelle smiles a little and walks slowly in to the room me trailing behind her. Clary glances up and sees both of us. She sits up straighter all while keeping her hair in her face.
"Hi Isabelle." Isabelle smiles and sits next to her.
"Call me Izzy." Clary's eyebrows scrunch together in confusion.
"Excuse me."
"Im really sorry about all the things I've done to you in the past. I am really really sorry and I want to be friends. Jace just gave me a lecture on how great you are and I want to be friends with you. get to know you better."
"How do I know this isn't just some scam between you and Seelie? How do I know you're not just planning something with that bitch?" She raises her eyebrows.
"Because Jace said he would destroy my phone if I do something like that and I am very protective of my phone." Clary laughs and nods.
"Okay. We can be friends."
"Awesome."
"Aww. My two girls getting along." I wipe away a fake tear and sniffle. Izzy rolls her eyes and Clary smiles. She's happy and i like that. I want my girl to be happy.
"So um... here are your clothes. I got you some underclothes and my smallest pair of jeans. I figured you might wanna wear one Jace's shirts."
"Thanks. Can I borrow some concealer?" That instantly dampened my mood. She needs it to hide those fucking bruises. God what I would give to beat the crap out of that bastard! How could he do something like that to someone so innocent?
"yeah I'll be right back." After she leaves Clary just stares at me.
"What?"
"Get out! I can't change in front of you!" I chuckle. And put up my hands.
"Fine. Fine. God red heads really are feisty." She glares and I let out a scream that's not very masculine.
Clary POV
After Jace scurries out of the room I put on the undergarments and jeans. The bra is 32B when I'm usually an A but I guess I went up a few sizes. They have been feeling snug.
I rifle through his shirts and fine a Pink Floyd shirt. Oh so he's cute and has good taste in music. Nice. I throw it on and dry my hair. I look in the mirror and see that most of my bruises have healed but there's still one on my chin. At that moment Isabelle knocks at the door.
I still can't believe that she wanted to be my friend. I have never pictured us together as friends. But I never pictured Jace and I together either and look at us now. I open the door and she is there with the concealer. And a makeup back. Dammit.
"Hey."
"Hey," I try to take the concealer from her but she pulls back and walks into the room.
"Oh no. I am going to make you even prettier than before." I smile despite my confusion. She said prettier than before. She thinks I'm pretty? Am I pretty? I'm so skinny and weak and my hair is a mess. How is that possibly attractive? That's why I always wonder why Jace wants to be with me.
"Sit down!" She says snapping me out of my thoughts. "I am going to make you irresistible!" I oblige really wanting to see what she has in store for me. Isabelle applies some lip stick and eye shadow but then she sees my chin.
"What the hell is that?!" She points to it and her eyes are wide.
"I ran into a tree." I ie breezily. Huh. This lying thing? I think I got it down.
"Wow. You should really pay attention more." She's right I should. If I did I would have noticed that my mother didn't love me. She wouldn't have left me with a monster if she did.
"Yeah I should. I really should." She smiles not understanding what I really mean and puts on the concealer. After she's done she curls my hair so it looks decent and lets me look in the mirror. I look amazing. I have on silver eye shadow that goes well with my hair and some pink lipstick. My hair is in perfect curls and the bruise isn't even noticeable.
"Oh my god. Thank you so much. I look so pretty." I play with my hair some more and stare in wonder at my face.
"You sure do." She smiled at me in the mirror. Then she claps her hands twice.
"Anyway don't you want to wear a different shirt to school?" I look down at my outfit and nod.
"Yeah sure."
"Yes! I'll be right back. As a matter of fact come with me." She drags me out of the room and into her bedroom.
It's huge.
It's like the size of my apartment! She has black shag carpet and purple and black walls. Her bed had a canopy over it and that's also black. She had a dresser a chest and a make up desk. If I didn't know any better I would've thought she was goth or something.
She opens a door I assume leads to a closet and walls in with trailing behind her I walk in it feels like I'm in a store. I seriously expect to see a cashier desk or something.
"You ready to go shopping?" I laugh and shrug.
"Sure let's do this."
She starts going through the racks and makes me try on a bunch of different outfits. But I change in the fitting room. Yes a fitting room. I know right? I also make sure to tell her I like long sleeves and I hate skirts. Also I only wear long dresses.
After she's gotten all the information she's prepared. So now I'm standing in front of a tall mirror wearing a mid thigh Soprano Ruched Emerald Green Dress and a jean jacket. Or at least that's what Isabelle tells me. I also have in some nude strapped heels. Luckily my father directed the bruises to my stomach the other day. At least I think that's lucky.
Oh god my father. He's gonna kill me! Okay. Okay. I'll just deal with that when I get home. Yeah. I'm so glad I didn't tell Jace that he raped me. He would have killed my father for sure. Phew.
I walk out of the room and back into the closet. When she sees me she gasps and actually tears up a bit.
"Oh my god! You look amazing!" I laugh.
"Thank you"
"Yeah. This is one. I'm so proud." She wipes a tear away and sniffles. I laugh again. We're going to be amazing friends.
"Alright get out. Go knock 'em dead baby girl. Make mama proud!" I laugh and walk into the hallway.
I stop at the top of the stairway and take deep breath. I hope Jace likes this. What if he doesn't? Oh man I should go change. I turn around and Isabelle is right there. I let out a shriek.
"What the hell?!"
"Stop stalling and get your ass down there!"
"Ugh fine!" I walk down the steps and into the kitchen. I hear voices. Alec and Jace and another man. I wonder who. Maybe a family friend.
I step into the kitchen and the conversation is stopped. There is another man at the table. He's very sparkly. His black hair is spiked up with glitter and he's wearing black tight leather pants, a black shirt, and a multicolored blazer. he looked ridiculous but fun.
Jace was staring at me with his mouth open and I blush. Everyone stares for a while until the sparkly man says something.
"You're a pretty little thing. I'm Magnus pleased to meet you. I know you are pleased to meet me. What's your name darling?"
"I'm clary and you are very sparkly" He grinned and have new a hug.
"Thank you darling. Come sit sit sit. Eat some food. Jace! Make her breakfast!"
Jace serves me some breakfast and there is light conversation. Alec Magnus and I get along well. Alec was always kind to me. He didn't judge me but it's not like we were friends or anything. I learn that Alec is gay and dating Magnus which I think is sweet. It's good they found someone they loved.
The entire time Jace stares at me and I look away but Magnus catches me blush every time.
After I finish eating Isabelle comes down ready to go. She and I pile into Jace car and the other two drive together on Alec's car. I'm nervous about what will happen when we get to school. But I guess we'll find out when we get there.
Well that was it. See ya in a couple weeks! :D