Inferno #Wattys2015

Chapter 4

Jace's POV

I was fuming. I was so angry with her. I knew I shouldn't be, but I can't help it. How couldn't she remember? We were as thick as thieves when we were younger. Does 7 years really make a person forget their best friend? I guess so. To be honest, I was more hurt than angry. I felt like she doesn't remember me because our time as friends wasn't memorable. To make it worse, today was the anniversary of a very...touchy day. I didn't need all of this stuff with Clary pilling on.

As I walk home from the school, not wanting to go to anymore classes after what just happened, I pull my beanie over my longish hair and keep my head down. I live in the not so nice part of town, and don't need any trouble. I can't get found out, not again. It always happens when I start getting comfortable. This time I'm trying to keep my distance from everyone. I always say that to myself, but I always end up failing. Oh well.

I walk into my small house, and shut the door behind me. I take off my jacket and bag, heading straight for the kitchen. I bet you're wondering if I live with anyone. Even if you aren't I'm still going to tell you, too bad. I do in fact live alone. It's a long story, that I will share a bit later. I'm a tease like that. Anyways, after getting some water and a bag of chips, I head to my room. My room is a bit big for my taste, but I never get to pick where I get to live so I deal with it. I'm a believer in you only need what you need, not what you want. It's complicated.

I lay down on my bed, a sigh leaving my lips. Today was so crazy. First the almost run in with someone I definitely didn't want to see, what's going on with Clary, and the anniversary. That reminds me, I should go and buy a bouquet of flowers before I leave. With that in mind, I put my jacket back on, grab my wallet and phone, and head out the door. Thankfully, the flower shop is not far. Maybe not so thankfully, my intended destination isn't that far away either.

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I bought the bouquet of red roses, the kind I always buy for her. She always loved red roses, so I'm not going to give her any different. She deserves the best there is. I walk out of the flower shop, and start walking to the intended place. I did this every week, but today was special. It was the 1 year anniversary. A year had gone by so fast. Maybe because I was moving around so much, or maybe because I just didn't want to think about it. Who knows really.

Now this isn't one of those things where I'm going to give you my whole life story. Oh no, it is much more than that. Much much more...more darker. I know people are afraid of the dark, so I'm not going to go into it. Again, I'm a tease like that.

I take a deep, shaky breath before I placed the flowers down, and removed the beanie from my head. This was going to be hard...

"Hey..." I started out, taking another deep breath before continuing, "I can't believe it's been a whole year. I've missed you so much throughout this entire year. I would say I wish you were by my side, but knowing you, you wouldn't want to be." I ran a shaky hand through my hair before I started to speak again. "I'm not going to lie, it's gotten worse. I never settle in one place. If I even attempt to make friends, I always have to leave. I really wish you were here. I know you would've helped me if I needed advice. But, in all honesty I am glad you weren't there. You didn't deserve that kind of life," I said, another shaky breath leaving my lips.

Being here, reminds me of that dreadful night...

Flashback - 1 year ago

Shit. Shit shit shit shit. This can't be happening. How did they even find her? I tried 110% to keep her safe and away from them but they still found her. I knew where she was, because I know the people that have her. I quickly got into my car, and started to drive to the warehouse. It wasn't just a random warehouse that was abandoned, no it was the warehouse.

I sped over to the warehouse, and quickly parked my car and got out. I sprinted to the warehouse, only to discover the door to get in was locked. No problem. I stepped back a bit, and rammed the door open with my shoulder. I cursed under my breath before stumbling inside.

It didn't take me long to find her. She was in the center of the room, tied to a car and duct tape over her mouth. I rushed over to her, and took the duct tape off of her mouth. She was slipping in and out of consciousness as I tied her hands and feet free from the chair.

"C'mon, time to go," I said quickly and quietly. Hopefully, I can get her out of here without them noticing and get her to safety.

"No, Jace no we can't leave. You go, but I can't," she said, pain clear in her voice.

"What do you mean you aren't going? Of course you're going! Now hurry up!" I said sternly, trying my best to keep my voice down

"Jace you don't understand-" she was cut off by the sound of her own scream as she was pulled away from my grasp on her.

"Get your hands off of her!" I yelled, lunging forward to grab her but 2 guys pulled me back. I knew not to try and get out of their holding. There was 2 of them, and both were twice my size. Curse my skinniness...

"Look what we have here," Chris says with that annoying smirk, "Jace trying to save the day again. We were only just having some fun, right?" He says, looking down at her. She had tears streaming down her face, and I could see she was shaking.

"Just leave her out of this. She isn't involved!" I yelled back at him, pulling against the 2 guys that were holding me back.

"That's what we thought too. But, you wanted to leave, right? Not acceptable," Chris said with the most devilish expression.

"Yes I want to leave because I realized how FUCKED UP YOU ALL ARE!" I screamed at them as I pulled even more than before. Tears were beginning to pool in my eyes. This can't be happening...

" Since you still want to leave, and are very persistent on it, here's your punishment. You knew what you were getting into when you signed up kid. You knew once you're in, you can't leave. Even if you try, you'll never escape. So here's the price you have to pay," he said before pulling his gun out. No no no no. Shit. Fuck. He pointed the gun straight at her head. She was screaming, crying, and begging for mercy. I hated watching this.

"Mother fucker! You fucking touch her I swear I will fuck you up!" I growled, struggling against the men restraining me from kicking the shit out of Chris.

"You still plan on leaving?" He asked me. I stayed silent, which I guess was a good enough answer for him. A gun shot rang throughout the warehouse, and her body dropped to the floor. Her now cold and lifeless body.

Chris and his men fled the building as I ran over to her body. I picked up her limp body, as tears from my eyes began to flow. I screamed, cried, and cursed as I held her. I picked up her body, and walked her back to my car. I can't believe she's dead...

End of Flashback - Today

I came back to reality as I heard a clap of thunder sound in the sky. "I guess this is goodbye. I'll see you soon, I love you," I said before putting my beanie back on. I walked out of the cemetery, and I ran my hands over my face. Death is always hard. Especially when it's your fault.

It's all my fault that she's dead.

My sister is dead.

Because of me...

A/N:

Double update! Finally some drama. Do you guys like Jace's POV? This is my longest chapter yet! Should I just do Jace and Clary or other characters? Who do you think Chris should be portrayed as? Leave suggestions! As always, comment, vote, and follow.

Much love,

Emma