The boys lead me to their little house. When I say little, I'm lieing. This house is giant. I let the boys lead me in. When we're all in the living room, I shoot the boys a hard stare.
" You cannot do this. This letting yourselves get all this sick and injured. You are the strongest hunters ever. You are going to train me and I will train you as well. In how to care for yourselves and girls." Jace always knew just what to say.
" What do mean sick?" The leader asks.
" I mean you are obviously fighting infection. What is your name?"
" Christen."
" Well, Christen, take off your shirt." I had noticed him grimiceing when he moved. He grimices but pulles the shirt over his head. He has a giant weeping knife woung across his chest with bad stiches going across it. The outter edges are an angry red.
" That is one infected wound. Did anyone know he had this?" No one says anything.
" Do any of you have injuries the others don't know about?" They all nod. I turn to the boy who was coughing earlier.
" How long have you had that cold? And how many of you have felt a bit off?" The others mainly all raise their hands.
" Six weeks, Clarissa." I groan. I motion for Christen to come to me. I grab my knife and start cutting out his stiches. THen I go wash my hands and a needle and thread it and begin new stiches. He winces a little. I'm glad i got to do this. I really enjoy healing people. After I finish the stiches, I coaver them in salave, and bandage them. I hope I can help these boys. My heart doesn't seem to hurt as much. I was wrong. The pain is griping. I fall to the floor in the middle of tieing the badage wirthing in agony.
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jace the cheater
Fanfictionwell the title says it all. Jace cheats on clary and she leaves. will she ever see him again? and what is the deal with pickles?
