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Chapter three
Clary woke to the usual sound of her alarm beeping on a Wednesday morning. She groaned it clicked it off. She climbed out of bed and did her usual morning routine, showering, hair, no make up and clothes. She chucked on a pair of ripped jeans and a black knitted sweater and a pair of dark red Chuck Taylor's.
Her mom was still out of town working and her father asleep, soon to wake and leave for work. Jonathan leaves earlier in the morning for gym, then University. Their father was planning on Jon taking over his position so he sent him to full on courses. Clary checked her phone, there was a text from Izzy, asking her to pick her up.
Clary sighed, grabbed her keys and headed off towards Izzy's. 10 minutes later Izzy and Emma where climbing into her truck. Emma only lived down the street from Izzy.
"Why can't you get yourselfs to school?" Clary said, starting the drive to school.
"Because. My cars broken down. Again and Emma always hitches a ride with me." Izzy said, leaning back into the seat.
Izzy was wearing grey skinny jeans, that hugged her and a loose fitting white print shirt, a jacket pulled over her. Emma was wearing the usual dark clothes and big boots.
To soon Clary park in the school parking area and jumped out of her truck, Izzy and Emma flanking her.
"So. I heard things got frisky between you and that Sex God." Izzy said, nudging Clary's arm.
"Nothing happened. Just a paint fight in art. Plus, I'm with Sebastian." Clary said, but her heart wasn't in it. She knew there was something more lingering at the back of her mind.
"What ever you say..." Emma teased, pushing through the door that led to their morning hang out.
Clary's pace slowed as she spotted Sebastian standing with Simon and Jules, laughing and talking. Clary wasn't ready for this. Sure it had been a nice date, he was a nice guy, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to date him yet.
Sebastian turned as she approached, "hey." He said, kissing her lightly on the cheek.
"Hey." She said back, her thoughts wondering.
What about Jace?
"Clary. Hey, Clary." Sebastian's voice cut through her thoughts.
"Hmmmm?" She said looking up at him.
"We've got maths." He said, slightly amused.
"Oh right. Yeah." She said, shaking out of her daze.
Her and Sebastian walked hand in hand towards their maths class. It didn't feel right though. She didn't feel as though, it should be Sebastian holding her hand, but someone else.
They emerged into the class room, Clary detached her hand from Sebastian's as he went to sit with his friends and her at the back of the class, alone. As she liked it. The class was set up in double desks, set in rows. She settled in her seat, grabbing out her maths book and tapped her pencil to the clocks beat, awaiting the teacher. She felt someone's presence beside her and glanced over to who was sitting next to her. She felt a smile creep onto her face as a certain golden eye boy gazed back at her.
"I see you got the blue out of you hair. Although you did look nice with blue hair." She joked, reaching out and twinning his hair in her fingers, before punching him lightly in the arm. His hair was soft, so soft.
" I had to wash it at least 6 times, Angel." He groaned.
Clary laughed, he glared playfully at her.
Their conversation got cut off by the teacher walking into class. He was an old, grumpy teacher, who obviously hated his job and high school students.
"Ugh." Clary groaned, propping her chin on her hand.
Clary copied down the equations the teacher wrote down on the board, working them all out quicker than anyone in the class. Except one person, who didn't even seem to be doing his work. Jace.
"It's so cute." Jace whispered, a smile hinting at the corner of his mouth.
"What?" Clary questioned in a whisper.
"That you don't even notice you do it. You add little faces or make the numbers monsters." Jace said, a slight smile creeping out as he indicated to her work.
She glanced down at her work. He was right, she did. She had never noticed.
"That probably explains the teachers grudge against me." She whispered back, Jace laughed quietly.
Maths went a lot quicker than it usually did, Jace and Clary joking around with each other. Helping with each other's work. Well mostly Clary helping Jace.
It was nearly the end on class when Jace leaned over, "I've got History next and I have no clue where it is. It's room 209."
"That's my class! I thought you had football, or something though." Clary whispered.
"No, only Tuesday 2nd period, Thursday and Friday after school." Jace whispered.
"Good. I won't have to bear the good awful class by myself." Clary joked.
Jace winked at her.
The bell rung and they both stuffed their books into their bags and wandered out of class.
Clary had completely forgotten Sebastian until his voice rung out behind her, "Clary!"
Clary turned around, Jace beside her.
"Oh, Sebastian! Sorry." She apologised.
"It's fine. Who's this?" He asked eyeing Jace.
"This is Jace. His new." Clary said introducing them.
Jace held out his hand, smiling a stiff smile. Sebastian shook it, smiling stiffly back.
He turned to Clary, "see you at lunch." He said, kissing he quickly on the lips.
Clary continued walking, Jace next to here.
"So, Clary, hey." Jace said.
"Ah. Right. You've found my hideous name out. Are you ready to ditch me yet?" Clary joked, with Jace.
"No. It's beautiful. Just like you. But I'm still gonna call you Angel." Jace said, smirking at her.
Clary blushed from the compliment, and looked down at her shoes, as she walked.
"Welcome to history," Clary said as they walked into class, "where you seriously contemplate on shooting yourself in the head."
Jace laughed as they made their way to the back of the room.
"Are none of your friends in your classes?" Jace asked, sitting next to her.
"Nope. Simon and Izzy are smart. Like really smart. You wouldn't think it of Izzy. And Emma and Jules never pay attention, so there in the lower classes." Clary explain, grabbing her book out of her bag.
Class started. Slow and painful. Clary felt like bashing her head on her desk. Jace was the only thing that kept her from doing it.
"So...you've got a boyfriend..." Jace said, twirling his pencil in his hand.
"Well, yeah I guess." Clary said, sketching a bird on her notepad.
Jace laughed softly, "you guess?"
"Well, we went on like one date and I didn't really know how I felt. Then boom. I come to school and his acting like we're a couple, so yeah." Clary said, frowning slightly.
"You know you have a choice, Angel." Jace said, setting his pencil down.
"Yeah. But, I mean, his nice. So I should give a chance, I suppose." Clary said, setting her pencil down as well and looking up to Jace.
His golden eyes held something back, she couldn't tell what it was. But it was something she had never seen in someone's eyes before. Jace reached out and layed his hand over hers gently. She flipped hers over and squeezed his hand and rested her head on his shoulder. She didn't know why, but she felt so safe, like it was right. Jace remained holding her hand as her head lay there. She breathed in his scent, of cracked pepper and metal. Clary wouldn't have thought it would be a nice mixture, but he smelt so damn irresistible.
"Angel. Class is over." Jace whispered, squeezing her hands slightly, breaking her out of her daze.
"Ugh." She groaned, removing her head from his arm and her hand from his. Her body instantly felt robbed.
She chucked her books into her bag and they headed to lunch.
"Do you mind if I sit with you and your friends?" Jace asked.
"Of course I don't." Clary said.
She didn't know why, but it felt like she had known him all her life, like she had with Simon and Izzy. She felt as though she could trust him with anything and everything.
As they made their way towards the large tree, where her friends were, she spotted Izzy and Simon, side by side and Emma and Jules leaning against the tree, talking and laughing. Emma was always so content when she was with Jules. Whenever they got separated it was the end of the world. Literally. She would burn down everything in her path until she found Jules.
Clary sat down in front of Izzy and Simon, Jace beside her.
"Everyone, this is Jace. Jace, Izzy, Simon, Emma and Jules." Clary said, introducing him to everyone.
Izzy smiled evilly, "boyfriend Jace? Or..."
"What? No. I told you. Sebastian." Clary said, rolling her eyes.
"Right...him." Izzy said, frowning.
Clary sighed and shook her head.
Soon enough Izzy and Simon where deep in conversation, as where Emma and Jules.
Clary sighed and turned her body to face Jace, he did the same.
"You put up with this every lunch?" He asked, joking.
"Sadly, yes." Clary said sighing, "I can't put up with it. Come on." Clary said, dragging Jace with her. She led him further down the fence line, the tree still visible from the distance.
She dropped down on the ground, Jace beside her.
"Okay. 20 questions?" Clary suggested, picking grass out of the ground.
"Okay. You first." Jace said, leaning back on his elbows. His shirt hugged him in all the right places.
"Uhhhh. Favourite colour?" She said, leaning back on her hands.
"Red. You?" Jace answered.
"Hmmmmmmm. I've never really thought about it. Is rainbow, a valid answer?" She asked, laughing slightly.
Jace laughed, "okay, just because it's you, Angel. Favourite pass time?" Jace asked, turning his head and looking up at her.
She look down at him, "sketching and painting. You?"
"Hmmmmmm piano. I love playing my piano." Jace said, smiling slightly.
"You play piano?" Clary asked, shocked.
"Yes, I do." Jace said, smiling at the shock on her face.
"Huh. Okay, biggest fear?" She asked, moving into the same position he was in, resting on her elbows.
"Ducks." Jace said, grimacing.
"Ducks?" Clary asked, but she lost control of her speech, bursting into laughter.
Her elbows gave oh underneath her, she fell onto the ground, in hysterics.
"Yes, ducks." Jace said, looking slightly annoyed. He sat up.
"Ducks?" Clary said, still laughing. She finally got her laughing under control to little fits of giggles.
"They are evil. I'm telling you. Evil. With their little beady eyes, you never know what their planning. I mean, they could take over the world, attack in flocks and poke people eyes out. Everyone would have to become professional duck hunters just to survive." Jace said, fully serious.
Clary couldn't help it, she burst out into laughter again, hugging her stomach as she lay on the ground. She laughed until she couldn't breath and until a voice broke through her laughter.
"Clary." A voice coming behind her said. It sound angry and like, Sebastian.
She sat up and turned around, sure enough, it was Sebastian.
"What are you doing?" Sebastian asked, scowling at Jace.
Clary crossed her arms, "don't look at him like that. We were just talking. Don't be such a dick. You don't own me." Clary said, raising her eyebrows at Sebastian. She was shocked at herself for saying this.
Sebastian's scowl dropped immediately, "I'm sorry." Sebastian said in a small voice.
Jace tried to stifle laughing beside Clary, but did it unsuccessfully. She laughed at the noise that came out of his mouth.
As turned around and smacked him on the arm, "stop. Stop." She said, trying to hide her giggles and put on a stern face, but failing.
His laughter died down, "Sorry. I'll leave you guys to it." Jace stood up, "see you later, Angel." He said, walking away.
"Bye." she called out.
She stood up and faced Sebastian.
"I don't like it that he calls you Angel." Sebastian said, looking angrily at Jace's retreating figure.
"Well, I don't care what you don't like. If you want me to be your girlfriend, learn to deal with it or piss off." Clary stated, crossing her arms.
Sebastian looked taken aback from what she said but agreed. They talked for a while. But it was nothing like the conversations her and Jace had. It was...boring. As soon as it was 10 minutes to class Clary said she needed to get to class. She awkwardly kissed him on the cheek and practically ran off towards Biology.
She took her usual seat and no one other than Jace sat next to her.
"I'm starting to think your stalking me..." She said, a smile hinting her the corner of her lips.
"Maybe I am, Angel." Jace said with a wink.
Clary blushed and looked away.
"Your boyfriends a dick." Jace said, fiddling with a beaker, during class.
"Hey. His my boyfriend. You can't say that." Clary said.
"Well I'm your friend, so I can say it." Jace joked, poking his tongue out.
Clary scoffed, "your such a child." She said, sticking her tongue out as well.
Jace laughed as they continued with the experiment.
When school finished Clary headed home by herself. She parked her truck and headed up stairs. She went straight for the kitchen. As she entered the kitchen, she saw Jonathan and her father standing their, they were talking. Well her father was, Jonathan was pleading.
Valentine whipped around as Clary entered, "Clarissa," he growled, "Jonathan here told me you had a boy over yesterday. It that's true?"
Clary's heart constricted, she looked panickedly at Jonathan, who had tears shinning in his eyes.
"His- his ju-just a friend, father. I swear." Clary stammered out.
Valentine unbuckled his belt and slid it out of the belt loops of his pants, "come here Clarissa." He instructed.
"Dad, no!" Jonathan pleaded.
"Stand back or you'll be next." Valentine growled.
Clary staggered forward, hugging herself.
"Shirt." Valentine growled.
Clary slipped off her shirt, she was just wearing a plain blue bra, she hugged the front of her body, her back facing her father.
"This is the only way you'll learn." Valentine growled behind her.
The belt came down, once, twice, the times. She fell to her knees, crying out in pain. Four, five, six, seven. Clary huddled on the ground, her back still baring up. If she tried to shield herself it would be worse. Eight, nine, ten, eleven. She could feel her back getting slick with blood. Jonathan crying out, every time the belt came down. Twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen...the pain was getting worse very strike. She lost count, she couldn't count. She could feel her back growing even slicker with her own blood.
Finally it stopped. She heard her father stride out of the kitchen and Jonathan run over to her. He tried to put his arms around her, but she pushed him away.
She staggered into a standing position, her shirt pressed against her chest, "get away from me! This is your fault! Get away from me!" She shouted at him, tear stumbleing down her cheeks.
She ran out of the kitchen, down to the garage. She climbed into her truck, shirt still pressed against her chest, it would be to painful to put it on. She drove, going through red light, not stopping at stop signs and going over the speed limit. She screeched into the Lightwoods driveway and stumbled out of the car. She ran up to the front door and knocked ferociously.
Alec, Izzy's brother, swung open the door. His mouth fell open. He took Clary into his arms and shut the front door. Clary always came here adapter something like this happened. Alec was like a brother to her.
"Izzy! Izzy!" Alec shouted, lifting Clary up bridal style. Her legs were getting shaky. She snuggled into her chest, whimpering and crying.
"What's-" Izzy's voice shouted out, "ohmygod. Not again. Come on."
She felt Alec walking, he was whispering things in her ear, but she couldn't make them out. She felt herself being lain down belly first on the floor of Izzy's room. Alec ran out the room and came back with bowls of water, rags, bandages and Magnus, his boyfriend who was also a doctor.
Magnus knelt down beside, "oh Clary. It's going to be alright." He whispered stroking her hair.
Izzy sat down and put Clary's head in her lap and stroked her hair. Alec was stroking Clary's neck softly.
She screamed out in pain as Magnus whipped off the blood, and cleaned her wounds. She clutched Alces hands as Izzy held her down. Finaly the pained stopped and Magnus bandaged her wounds up. Izzy shooed the boys out of her room and Clary shrugged on one of Alec's shirts that reached her mid thigh. She crawled into Izzy's bed.
"Is there anything I can do?" Izzy asked softly.
"Jace." Clary whimpered.
"Jace?" Izzy asked confused.
"I want Jace." Clary whispered.
Clary got woken up late Wednesday night by someone sitting beside her on the bed. Clary opened her eyes and met golden ones.
"Jace." She whispered.
"What happened?" He whispered.
Clary's eyes filled with tears and she couldn't hold back the sobs. Jace crawled onto the bed and pulled Clary into his arms, carful not to touch her back.
"It's okay." Jace whispered in her ear.
Clary clung to him and sobbed into his shirt as he stroked her hair softly, whispering reassurances into her ear.
"I'm here." Jace whispered, as Clary finally drifted off to a fitful sleep.
Any one see that coming? I didn't...it kinda just happened. Who hates me for no Clace ;D hold on there. READ FAVOURITE FOLLOW AND REVIEW PLEASE!