Opening the door to the vegtable gardens, I slamed he door shut and stumbled a few steps before colapsing too my knees. A hand appeared infront of my vision. Maryse.
'Clary, where were you?' She asked panicking.
'They were in my room. they wouldn't leave. Maryse? why didn't you tell me? I wouldn't have told?' I said, my voice rasping due to my damaged throat.
'I know but if were to be found out I didn't want your mother to punish you. I knew it would be worse then every thing in the past, every single thing she did. I couldn't do that to you Clary. Please understand.' She was begging. Pleading. I know she wouldn't lie about that. I really did.
'I do Maryse, I just cannot trust you the same.' As I said it the pained on Maryse worsened.
'I understand Clary. Can you ever forgive me.'
'To love is to destroy, and to be loved is to be destroyed' is that not what my mother said? Sometimes Maryse, I can see what she's saying. Can I ever trust anyone?' After that she was quiet.
As we walked down the street, the tense silence became unbearable. I didn't mean to upset her. Really. I just needed her to understand.
'I'm sorry Maryse, but you do understand I've been hurt to much, I know you care and I care about you too, but Maryse that might be the beginning to the end! I just want to leave and never come back! Go some where! Even if I'm poor! I know its poverty, but I can go without the food. Mothers starved me enough.'
'Its okay. Clary I just want to say I don't what to let you down! I-'
She was cut off as rebels came around the corner of the houses on the street.
'Shit! Pardon Clary! But we need to go!' She dragged me to a grate around the corner of the street and heaved up the thick, heavy mesh with me helping. 'Go on, Clary go!'
Climbing down the rusting metal ladder I felt a chill elope my skin, goose-bumps raising the hair on my arms. It was too much like one of the many forms of punishments my mother made me succumb to.
'Hurry! Clarry hurry! We'll go to my familys house, and hide you for a while. Okay?'
'Clary!?' Her pannicked tone snaped me to realitity before I could flash back. 'You okay?'
'Uhuh.' I answered shakily. Walking through the chilling, water with the stench of faeces, I kept feeling ghosts of my past creeping up on me.
'Worthless piece of shit'-I cried out.
'You disgustingwhore'-I flinched
'Clarissa, don't you fucking run away you piece of crap!'-I broke.
I didn't realize I collapsed until I felt iciness close around my face, but by then I was to far gone to not pass out.
Darkness closed in around me.