'Kaelie?' She ran into the room looking flustered. 'What's wrong?' after seeing her run through the door waking me up, I expected the worse. She was grinning.
'Why does anything have to be wrong, Clary? Can I not just visit a friend?' She was playing with her night gown now. 'Look, I-I'm not sure whether Jon has told you yet, b-but we like each other!' She was stammering. Was she afraid of me?
'I know. Just be careful if my mother ever found out Kaelie I'm not sure I can protect you.'
'You don't have to protect me Clary! But I'm happy, can you not be happy for me?' She looked ready to cry. Strong Kaelie, my best friend.
'I just don't want you- or Jon- to get hurt! But of course I'm happy for you!' I smiled but I don't think she was sure if it was real, so I pulled her, my only friend, in for a hug.
Her body was dissolving in to blood in my hands. Blood on my hands.
'What have you done Clary? Why did you do this to me?' her eyes mirrored the shock in mine, only hers held betrayal.
'I tried! Please believe me!' My tears were mixing with the blood pouring to the floor. The crimson blood.
Just before her face melted she said one last thing. 'you a monster Clarissa. It's all your fault.'
Waking up I heard people walking through the front door. My heart pounding from the nightmare, I took a gulping breath and tried not to sob.
'Clary?' It was Golden Boy standing in the door way. 'You okay?' I shook my head. Walking in he shut the door behind him.
I cringed back.
'Clary I'm not going to hurt you! Do you want to tell me what wrong?' I shook my head laughing evilly.
'its my fault. its always my fault.' I was be coming hysterical. 'My friend! I could have stopped it! but I didn't! maybe I deserved to say with her maybe she deserved a daughter who ruined every ones lives!' I was shouting by now. I wanted to stop. I couldn't. I really couldn't, and I honestly tried. I really did.
I folded at the waist, A tsunami of tears falling down my cheeks onto the thin blanket wrapped around my legs. I felt an arm around my shoulders. But he didn't hurt me. I shouted at him! why wasn't he punishing me?
Holding me to his chest he stroked my hair and weirdly I wasn't scared. I felt safe. I was too far asleep to notice the concerned gazes that appeared around the door. too far to hear Jace tell them that hell handle it. to far gone to think what falling asleep in a mans arms might do to me. I was too far gone.