Clary POV-

That night I cut for the first time. I cut until I couldn't feel it anymore, until I couldn't bleed anymore. I sliced my thighs and wrists relishing in the pain, because at least it was an emotion I was feeling. Nobody needed me, nobody wanted to waste any time expending cherished emotion on a waste to space person like me. That's how my father and brother found me- soaking in my own blood.

"You're not worthy of death Clarissa. You're staying right here with you brother and I and we're going to continue what we're doing. You know why?" I just groan quietly making Valentine grab me and growl. "Because it's your fault!"

He grabbed my hair and threw me into the wall, nearly knocking me unconscious. "That's for my saving your worthless life." He muttered as he walked out of my room. His dress shoes clacking on our floors as he walked away, leaving his own daughter with countless bruises and added cuts of his own.

I dragged myself off of my floor only to loom up thinking for one stupid minute that I'm free for tonight. How silly of me, because there's my brother laughing humorlessly leaning against the doorframe. He gets up from his place at the door coming towards me with an evil grin and swings his fist towards me, connecting with m nose hearing a bone crack and go knows how much cartilage damaged. be seen by my brother who punched my nose, crunching the cartilage under his huge fist. This finally pulled me into blissful no emotion attached darkness.

The next morning I woke with my hair plastered to my face from my blood. I drag my useless and lifeless body into the bathroom to assess the damage. Stupidly hoping that there isn't too much damage to actually asses.

I quickly start the bath and take off my clothes to look in the mirror. My nose is just one big purple bruise, with dried blood peeling around the sides. On my shoulders were new cuts from those I had inflicted myself- my father must have re-opened my cuts after I was unconscious. On my torso I had multiple bruises- hands and fists were clearly imprinted into my skin. Among the jumbles of purple and black splotches there were 3 words: 'You're not worthy'

They were carved into my skin then burned over to make sure it would scar. This is what finally pulled me under last night. The pain must have finally made me shut my eyes and fold into oblivion. On my thighs were my many self- inflicted cuts among bruises and fingerprints.

With a sigh I climbed into the slippery, cold bath to clean off the blood and get ready for school. They would never let me miss; too suspicious.

After I completed my shower, I pulled on a turtleneck and some long jeans to cover up my new scars. I then plastered make-up all over my face to cover up my bruised- and probably broken nose. But you could still see the swollen and black skin underneath my miracle cream. I know it sounds stupid, but I'm praying nobody looks too closely at me today.

I walk to Izzy's house after I considered myself 'presentable' so I could catch a ride with her. Once I arrived at her house I was shocked to see none other than my brother and Jace Herondale walking out of her front door.

"Jace must be her brother's guest!" I muttered under my breath. However, instead of walking the other way, I continued walking right past them only to be stopped by touch on my shoulder. It sent electric shocks up my arm and to my heart, making it beat erratically.

With a hiss of pain I snapped my head around to see none other than Jace Herondale smirking at me.

"Jeez you're a stalker now too Red?" A massive grin on his stupid face, like a stalker is just another Tuesday morning thing for him. He raises and eyebrow waiting for me to reply. This sent my brother into a fit of laughter. However, today I was not in the mood.

"I wouldn't go through that much trouble for you, goldilocks." I snort shaking my head, rage at this golden boy boiling underneath my skin, who does he think he is? I knew I was going to get in trouble for that later considering my brother immediately stopped laughing and flushed bright red with anger.

I turned on my heels leaving a stuttering Jace and a glowering Jonathan, towards Izzy's room. I'm practically dragged into a room where clothes are tossed everywhere except a vanity table in the left corner which has its own mess to dea with, make-up bottle and every possible inch of the little table. Izzy doesn't even say hello just bombards me with questions: why did you miss school? What happened to your nose? Why are you wearing that hideous sweater? Etc.

"Izzy! Not today please!" I finally shouted over her endless questions.

"Jeez someone's in a bad mood today." Isabelle said with an eye roll.

When we finally arrived at school I go straight to art with the sense of getting some peace a quiet for the forty minutes of class, only to see that Jace was once again sitting right next to me. With a huff I go to my seat as he was staring at me the whole way, making me quite uncomfortable. After twenty minutes I can't take anymore, turning I say; "What?" I huffed "I saw you this morning what's the deal?"

"Ya why were you there by the way?" He asked curiously.

"What's it to you?" I muttered angrily. Why would he care? He laughed in my face yesterday and embarrassed me this morning. He obviously doesn't care about me. Or never paid enough attention when mummy was trying to teach him to be a gentleman to the other sex.

"Relax Red I was just trying to make small talk."

"Well don't, just leave me alone." Even as I said those words I couldn't bring myself to actually believe them. I have no idea why but I have the strange sense that something big is going to happen and soon.

Jace POV-

What was that?! I couldn't believe those words that came out of her mouth! Leave her alone?! Girls would kill just to have me smile at them and now this little girl is telling me not to talk to her or anything?! I can't believe it!

I also can't believe that those words actually hurt. Snap out of it Herondale this is ridiculous. I just recently started dating this really hot girl named Aline over the summer. She is the most popular girl in school and is stunning. She had huge boobs 'eh' looking body pretty face and someone I could be seen dating. I don't care we had a nice relationship. We were considered 'boyfriend' and 'girlfriend' but had no attachments. Well I didn't anyway. I called her my 'girlfriend' only for the popularity that comes along with dating the most popular girl in school. I didn't have any real feelings for her. She was way too clingy and whiney – I couldn't stand her.

I couldn't help but feel something towards the little fiery red head sitting by my side. But her brother told me that she was extremely insecure and was suicidal. I don't want to have to deal with that. Um, no thank you. Jonathan also told me that she was extremely distrustful. I don't want to date someone who would question my every move.

I have to trust my best friend- he is after all, her brother.

Previously this morning:

To get rid of these pesky feelings of mine I devised a plan with Jonathan.

"Ok, you got the plan?"

"Yup, lets do this!" Jon exclaimed.

"You sure man? I mean she is your sister?" I asked with hesitance

"I honestly don't care we will all laugh about this later." Jon said with an evil glint in his eye.

"Well ok then."

Back to art:

"No can do there Red. You see, our band is playing at Pandemonium this Friday night and I was wondering if you would go with me?" I asked her with a smirk.

She looked at me with shock evident on her face. "Well-well-well I mean I – I- would have to ask my brother first."

"I all ready asked for his blessing and he said that it's fine." I stated calmly.

"Um, well, I guess I have to go now." She said with a blush.

"Awesome, I will meet you at your house to pick you up!"

"No, no, that's ok I will catch a ride with Izzy she would never miss this." Clary said in a rush.

"Oh, ok." I said only slightly disappointed. Which, I might add, never happens.

Clary POV-

After lunch I decided that it would probably be good for me to go to all of my classes today. After all, it is only the second day of school. After lunch I had a boring academic class that I basically slept through but then my last period of the day rolled around. Which is one of my favorite classes. Music.

Yesterday, which I missed due to my humiliation during lunch, we got to pick partners and have to write a song based off of their favorite things to do. Also, because we couldn't fit everything we need to know about or partner into one song, we have to write a short little book; complete with pictures about them.

However, because I wasn't here yesterday the other absent person from yesterday would have to be my partner. Upon hearing this I looked at Izzy with pure anguish on my face.

"Sorry Clary, I didn't know you were in this class." Izzy said apologetically.

Upon tradition we never share our schedules with each other so when we show up to classes the first day of school, we would be genuinely surprised. So, obviously, Izzy actually didn't know I was going to be in this class so she paired up with a girl named Maia.

So I had to stand there like a fool in front of the entire class waiting for my partner to show up.

I can't tell you how loudly I must have groaned at the sight of my partner.

A/N

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