Hey guys!! So sorry for the late updates! I had asked my cousin, Lei, to post a warning that I wouldn't be able to post anytime soon! But I'm back now!! I hope you enjoy this chapter!!!!
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Clarys P.O.V
I look at the door, towering over me. The door separating me and my twisted family.
The foster parents that hate me. Foster parents who promised and signed to care for me and cherish me as their own.
Obviously, it was a fluke.
I remember how happy and gullible I was as I sat on my soft bed a few years ago. When I was barely 13.
I was ecstatic and jumping with joy as I grabbed my blue, worn out the suitcase from under the bed. Throwing the suitcase on my bed,
I popped open the travel case and turned away to start throwing in my clothing.
Ms. Jafield, the person who looked after me when my foster parents wouldn't be smiling largely and widely. She had found what she thought to be the perfect family. And I couldn't blame her.
The family looked perfect. The picture my soon-to-be family had sent in, had two parents looking down at their one daughter.
They looked so happy and I couldn't wait to feel happy.
To feel cared for. It seemed like everything I wanted. Everything was turning around for me.
I threw in the last clothing piece I had in my closet-- a pair of skinny jeans -- and then I gently laid the picture of the happy family over my mess of tangled clothes.
Ms. Jafield had sat down on the now stripped and bare mattress in the orphanage and was laughing at my happy expression. She began to pick out my clothing from the suitcase and fear washed down my body.
I stood still as Ms. Jafield finished to pick out my clothes. I stood still as Ms. Jafield looked towards me and tilted her head.
"Darling, are you alright? What's wrong?" Her voice was soft and melodious.
I gulp and look at the clothes laying strewn across the bare mattress. She followed my gaze and sighed.
"No.. they still want you. And call me selfish if I say I don't want you to leave, Hun. Cause I'll miss you like crazy." I looked back at Ms. Jafield and one of her eyes close in a wink. I laugh and lunge at her and hug her.
"Darlin' I was folding these clothes for you since your such a messy child!" She chuckles as she pulls back and strokes my hair.
"God knows this family a keeper for your Clary. They can give you what you need and want. Happiness."
I nearly laugh at the irony of it all.
I shake my head and turn the doorknob, knowing that Brooks is watching.
I can practically feel his gaze moving over my body and setting off thousands of lightning bolts inside my body.
I shake off the feeling and push open the door, noticing how the curtains laying against the opened window, falls closed.
I gulp and step inside the house, looking over my shoulder once more to spot Brooks watching me.
I look ahead and spot my foster father. His face red and his chest heaving up and down, anger practically pouring through his ears and every pore of his body.
I gulp and lean against the back of the door, shutting it behind me.
'Brooks can't see this....'
I remind myself and look towards the ground prepared for whatever my father has for punishment for being late.
The last time I was late, he locked me in my room. No food. No water for three days...
I was half-dead, laying on the ground with no will to live when my living foster sister came rushing in and took care of me.
Nothing... Nothing could beat that punishment.
And now... I'm prepared for his punishment. Whether it be the same as last time or gentler.
I look up. But it's already happening.
My punishments being served.
I watch as my supposed father grabs my hair and his hand raises threateningly.
Pain erupts through my head and my hood falls back, revealing my face.
But the bruise doesn't stop my father if anything it provides him proof to continue.
Red and black dots appear over my vision as his fist once again connects to my already sore and bruised cheek.
And if that wasn't bad enough... My energy seems to drain out of me and my knees give out.
I tumble to the floor, the pain almost screams worthy.
I don't scream then.
Not when he kicks my face. Not when he grips my hair so tightly, I feel he'll rip off my head.
Not when he sputs out vile names and hits my head against the hardwood floor.
And distinctively, I can hear the engine starting on Brooks bike.
'Yes. He can't know. He has to leave. He has to stay safe.'
I repeat as I keep my screams to myself.
Till his steel boot shoe connects with my chest and I can feel and hear as bones crack and break.
The pain that radiates from my chest to the rest of my body is unbearable and before I know it, the scream I've been holding in erupts from my throat and echoes through the house.
And panic closes in as I hear Brooks Bike engine die out.
'No!No no no no no! No!'
I want to scream at Brooks to walk away. To never look back.
But my throat feels as of though it was ripped through by a gazillion knives.
And I lay helpless on the floor as the front door hits against my back, causing another cry of pain to escape my torn throat.
"What the--- shit! Clary? Clary! You mother fucker! What the hell did you do to her?!" I hear Brooks voice as he steps away from me. And opening my eyes, all I see is a blurry mess. I can barely make out my Father and Brooks.
He is towering over my foster father, menacingly and raging.
"What the fuck?! What did you do to her? You fucking psyc---"
"She deserves what she gets!" I hear my father's sober voice, ring out high and mighty.
But that doesn't scare me...
What scares me is how Brooks just turns towards me, walks slowly to my side crouches down beside me.
I watch as his hand reaches out towards my face and I flinch involuntarily.
Hurt flashes in his eyes but he is quick to cover it with anger.
The only thing I can seem to see is his eyes... They shine and beckon me to fall and never look back.
'God...how I wish I could just leave and never have to look back...'
I begin to place my hands underneath me and hesitate when something smears across my palm and as pain ricochets through my body.
I gulp the scream threatening to escape my lips and close my eyes as I turn my head to my hand.
Taking a deep breath I open my eyes once the pain subsides and I have the courage to look down at my hand.
The palm is smeared with red and I can barely spot any of my skin on my hand.
I gasp and look up at Brooks who is still crouched by my side. His eyes flash with rage and a growl resonates from his mouth.
He whips around before I have a chance to blink and the next thing I know is my foster father is pinned to the ground and Brooks is straddling his legs, his hands clutching my father's shirt.
I place a hand on my chest and stumble as I place my other hand, smeared with blood on the door, reminding of a horror film.
I push away from the door and stumble towards where my father lays and Brooks above him.
After a few stumbles and whimpers of pain I reach Brooks.
I reach out and gently lay a hand on Brooks shoulder.
His head turns towards me and his hands soften on my fathers shirt.
His gaze softens as his eyes trail over my face. His eyes look into mine and he sighs.
"Its okay Brooks... You should go." I whisper and look to my father.
I never want Brooks to leave and if I'd had more time I would have had a better lie to tell him.
"I just fell after my dad pushed me. He apologized and I didn't mean to worry you."
And by the way the emotions flowed out of his eyes....I knew is just lost him.
The one guy who made me laugh.
The one guy I stupidly loved. It's so stupid how life can throw you a treasure and yank it away from your grasps so soon after finding the valuable.
Even if it's only been one day... And even though I lost Brooks.. I will always remember this day as my happiest.
'I loved him and lost him...'
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I know! I know! I really am sorry for not updating sooner! I will try to update as soon as I have the time! I've been so busy these past few week its crazy!!
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