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Sorry i haven't updated in a few days, my internet was stuffing up so i will be posting a few chapters at once. Here it is, Chapter 32.
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Chapter 32
Clary stood in a black abiss, she spun around as she heard the soft lullaby playing. She knew that lullaby, it was one her mother used to sing to her;
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I see the moon, the moon sees me
shining through the leaves of the old oak tree
Oh, let the light that shines on me
shine on the one I love.
Over the mountain, over the sea,
back where my heart is longing to be
Oh, let the light that shines on me
shine on the one I love.
I hear the lark, the lark hears me
singing from the leaves of the old oak tree
Oh, let the lark that sings to me
sing to the one I love,
Over the mountains, over the sea
back where my heart is longing to be
Oh, let the lark that sings to me
sing to the one I love.
As the song repeated a worn wooden cradle appears in the centre of the room, it rocks slowly, back and forth, back and forth. As Clary took a step toward the crib she stopped mid step and her stomach twisted as blood leaked from the edge, slowly pooling onto the floor. Clary's eyes started to burned as blood tears ran down her face. She collapsed to her knees as her insides burned like the fire in hell. Her lungs coughed up acidic blood, burning her the floor.
A strong, rough hand gripped her chin and lifted her gaze abruptly, glaring down at her were two black eyes, she knew who it was immediately. Sebastian.
He saw the fear, confusion and hurt in her eyes and his lips shifted into a wicked grin.
As she watched his lips quirk into a grin she also watched him fade into another terrifying lover. Jace. Although his eyes never changed from the bottomless black they were. Clary willed the strength to jerk away from him.
His laughed at her struggle, the lullaby stopped and his gaze hardened on hers. Suddenly she heard the cry of a child, no, not a child, a baby. She went with her instinct and scrambled to her feet, darting over to the bleeding crib. Just before she reached the crib she stopped, her entire being screaming at her not to go any further. She gasped as Jace gripped the back of her neck and shoved her over to the crib, leaning her over the edge of it forcing her to look. She squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting to see the evilness that lay bellow her.
He screamed furiously, "LOOK! LOOK!"
As he shook her eyes opened and a blood curdling scream escaped her. A blood drenched mattress laid in the crib, and in the centre of it all a small white lamb teddy, slowly soaking up the blood that pooled bellow it. He laughed once again, it echoes through the air, pounding through Clary's head.
She let small whimpers, "please… please stop… I'm sorry… please make it stop… please…"
"Clary! Clary wake up!" Her eyes flung open, Sebastian was shaking her lightly in an attempt to wake her. She yanked out of his grip and brought her knees to her chest, tears running down her face. She locked her gaze with his; it was full of hurt and concern.
He reached out to touch her arm comfortingly but she flinched away, his voice was soft and full of concern, "Another Nightmare?"
She nodded slowly and another tear rolled down her cheek. She choked as she remembered the searing pain of her tears in the nightmare.
She suddenly felt strong, comforting arms wrap around her and warm, soothing breath in her ear, "Shh, I'm here, it's ok, I'm here."
She nuzzled into him, inhaling his familiar scent and letting her tears dampen his shirt.
Clary slowly pulled out of his embrace, she wiped at her tear stained cheeks and stood up.
"Where are you going?" He asked, curiosity that was overpowered by concern.
"A shower, I just… I just need some time to… to think." She answered, her voice slightly choking out the words.
She walked over to the bathroom in eerie silence. She walked in and shut and locked the door behind her. She turned the shower on and stripped her clothes. She stepped into the shower, letting the heated water run over her body. She coiled her arms around herself, holding herself in an attempt to hide. She leaned up against the wall and slowly slid down it, clutching her knees to her chest. She sobbed as the water ran down her body and down the drain. The images ran through her head; the blood, his eyes, everything. The lullaby hummed in her head, instead of bringing the comfort it usually would, it brought pain and fear. She sat there, her mind pounding in pain, sobs escaping, the water running over her body without a care in the world and the same words ringing through her head in her mother's sweet voice;
I see the moon, the moon sees me
shining through the leaves of the old oak tree
Oh, let the light that shines on me
shine on the one I love.
Over the mountain, over the sea,
back where my heart is longing to be
Oh, let the light that shines on me
shine on the one I love.
I hear the lark, the lark hears me
singing from the leaves of the old oak tree
Oh, let the lark that sings to me
sing to the one I love,
Over the mountains, over the sea
back where my heart is longing to be
Oh, let the lark that sings to me
sing to the one I love…
She asked herself the question she hadn't asked in what felt like years, 'What's wrong with me?'
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