Insane

Not Nice

"That's not very nice."
Alex.
"And I believe this belongs to me." He took the knife away from me.
He chuckles a bit. "Oh wait, you both do."
I give him a death glare. "I'm not your property."
"Actually you kind of are. You see Jonathan found you on his doorstep and his wife convinced him to take you in, he didn't want to though. My father murdered her, that's why he blames you for her death. He thought you were a curse that he could never get rid of. This brings us to when you were twelve and I was fifteen. Your father and I made a deal, I would take you away on the day that you had to choose. Unfortunately he forgot to give me what he owed me for stealing the curse away; his service. So I killed him. As for how I brought you here, Chandler and Raphael works for me. He made sure you wouldn't want to stay or join his pack or his clan. So really you are my property."
I can't say I'm sad, I always sort of knew I wasn't Johnathan's child. What kind of father would want to kill his own daughter? Plus we looked nothing alike, where I was a brunette with green eyes, he was a dirty blonde with brown eyes, as for his wife red hair, blue eyes. So all in all, I'm not that surprised.
"Who are my parents?" He smirks at me, and tilts my chin up. His lips just barely brush mine. "Beg." I squirm away. "No." I glare daggers at him.
He crushes my small frame to him and gently brushes my hair away from my neck. His breath tickled my neck and I can feel my face get hot from his close proximity. He growls, "Beg." Into my ear with his bottom lip just barely brushing my sensitive skin.
For a moment I am tempted to do as I'm told.
I look at him and my voice, just barely above whisper, comes out with one word.
"No."
He shoves me back harshly.
"Tell me, Jade, why are you so stupid?" He paces circles around me.
"I'm not stupid."
"So weak?"
"So ugly?"
"So fat?"
"SHUT UP!" He runs his hands through his blonde curls as he laughs, happy with my anger.
He smirks. "Beg." And this time I begrudgingly do.
I snap my eyes shut. "Please tell me who my parents are, and stop dissing me."
His voice turns soft and gentle. "Open your eyes, Jade."
Hesitantly I do. And I feel his lips on mine.
I feel his thumb wipe the stray tear that fell from my eye away from my chin.
When he releases me. His brown eyes are still soft and sweet.
"Your mother looked just like you. As for your father, he had black hair and hazel eyes."
"What were their names?" my voice is small.
"Clarissa Lightwood, and Jace Hawthorne."
I close my eyes and bring my knee up to connect with his groin.
"Aaaaahhh!" He groans.
"That was for kissing me!" I yell before kicking him again. "And that was for everything else." Rage flashes in his eyes before I feel an excruciating pain in my chest.