Saving Her

Chapter 8: Seeing Him

Clary
I could feel the ache in my jaw, and knew it would be bruised.
Valentine came over, and then there was a jolt of pain in my stomach, and side.
It came again, and again. The pain was almost unbearable. "Stop!" "Stop!" I heard Jace yell.
The explosion of pain kept up until a cry, a sob escaped my lips and he stopped. Tears rolled down my cheeks, and the pain was killing me.
I drifted in and out of consciousness.
But then water splashed over me. My eyes opened instantly, and I was gasping for air. My hands were shackled above my head.
I groaned, and looked up, there was a horned demon standing above me, with a sort of collar around his neck.
Valentine stood behind him.
"Hello again."
I growled, and turned my head away.
"Screw off." I spat
He smirked
"I'm just beginning my dear"
He held a knife in his hand, and gingerly walked towards me. I wanted to scream, but swallowed the urge. The knife pierced my stomach, then dragged creating a long cut.
Less air was being processed. I bit my tongue trying not to scream as he carved again, this time on my thigh.
He walked around me out of sight, then I heard a scream, only realizing it was mine when the knife was in my back, out my stomach.
I closed my eyes for a minute, and water was thrown again. I spluttered, but regained consciousness quickly. The knife was no longer in, instead there was a thin wrap of gauze, that was wrapped tightly.
I lifted my head, and got the stench of Valentine as he stood in front of me.
"If you would stay awake, this would go by much faster I promise." I looked into his eyes, and felt nothing but hatred.
I pulled myself so I wasn't hanging, but standing.
"Go to hell"
He laughed, and punched me. I fell back to a hang, and he pulled out his knife again.
"Such a pretty face. Too bad"
He pressed the blade to my neck, and pulled me by my hair closer. Then he whispered
"You are my daughter. You can't change your identity, but let's see if I can break it."
With that he let go of my hair, made a swipe across my cheek, and dug the knife into my stomach, on the opposite side than before.
The pain pierced into my thoughts, and my vision blurred. Then there was a pain from my leg, and somewhere else, I couldn't think.
The darkness came to call upon me again, and this time I let it take me.

Again my eyes opened, and Valentine stood before me. He had a needle in his hand.
"Adrenaline boost for you, my dear."
I groaned, my leg hurt, but was wrapped, as well as my stomach, but there were so many more wounds than I remembered.
My left shoulder had been dislocated, and reset. Bruises were forming on almost every part of me, there was a long scratch across my cheek. My tank top had been taken off, and there was a stinging coming from my back, and many others.
I looked at him,
"When did this all happen?"
"You don't remember? There was quite a lot of screaming my dear" he grinned, and I knew that something had happened, as the memories pierced my head. They came flooding back to me, the pain, the beatings, the stabs, and cuts. I looked down. I had begged to die. Shit.
He smirked, and used the key to unlock my wrists. He let go, and I fell to my knees, pain shot up from my legs, and I just fell on my side. Defeated.
Valentine kicked me onto my back, and knelt next to me. He injected something into my arm. I couldn't move, I was paralyzed.
"I'll be back my dear. As for you, well my demons have been very obedient, and deserve to have some fun."
He walked out of the cell, and two demons approached me, one straddled over my stomach, and smirked
"Filthy Shadowhunter."
The demon took his nails, grazed my cheek, and scratched me across the chest.
I closed my eyes, and heard the words before I realized they were mine.
"Please let me die."