The angel in the attack

Wake up call

"Ahhhhhhhh!" I'm woken up by a screaming in the vicinity of my room. I sit up and find myself only in my boxers. This is when I look up to find the girl from the attach sitting in the corner screaming with her head in her hands. I get out of bed and grab the sheet that's laying on the floor and carefully walk over to her naked, fragile form. I wrap her in the sheet and lift her from the floor and take her to the bed. I set her down and pull her hands away from her face she looks up. Tears glistening in her luminous emerald eyes as she seems to calm down a bit. I sit down next to her and pull her to me. She yelps and pulls out of my arms instantly as if on instinct. "Nothing happened. Your alright. Well can you tell me your name and what you where doing in my attic? Or can you not speak?" I ask the girl.
"No...I can speak. M...My name is Clarissa. I don't know how I got here. B...but why am I naked and w...why are you not wearing a...any clothes?" The words slip past her chattering teeth.
*sighs*" Clarissa I found you in my attic covered in...I'm not sure if it was blood or liquid gold...so I bathed you and put you in bed, and no I didn't put any clothes on you because quite frankly I don't own women's clothing, and if I did I don't know your size so I just put you in bed. I changed into my under clothing and went to bed as well. I'm sorry for the implied wrong impression." I say softly.

"B...but there was a man...a bad man, he hurt me. We're is he?" She asks.

"I don't know...but he's not here. I can promise you, your safe here." I say handing her a t-shirt I had just gotten from my closet and a spare blanket from the hall closet.

"Thank you." She whispers slipping on the t-shirt and wrapping herself in the blanket.
She looks so scared...I have to know what happened to her.
"Can you tell me...what the bad man looked like? Or what he did that made him bad?"
That's all it took and she started hyperventilating and crying uncontrollably. I wrap her in my arms and whisper sweet, soft, calming words into her ear. When she has almost completely calmed she whispers " he beat me, and kidnapped me, he touched me in bad places that one touches." Shit...he raped her. Or in the least molested her.
"Can I call you clary? And if so, clary I'll help you. I'll keep safe and make he can't get you...but can you tell me what he looked like so I can keep him away?" I ask "please?"
She nods her head and pulls my ear to her lips, she speaks softly "He had white hair, pale skin, and deep dark black eyes...he always wore a suit. A silver suit with red buttons and a green tie. He was tall, a lot taller than me. And he had a tattoo on his ankle...it was. Of...of a scythe. A black scythe."
Oh my god...he's back..no.
"Clary if you ever hear from that man again you have to tell me okay? He's a bad man. A man who hurts little girls and woman for fun....he kills people for money but occasionally he'll kill someone for fun. You need to stay away from him."

"Okay."
Okay sorry for the short chapter but I couldn't come up with anything else...please don't hate me.
Option one: Jace takes clary to a bar called welcome to hell and he introduces her to izzy, Alec, and Magnus the people that work there with him.
Option two: Jace calls izzy and the gang(people from option one...plus Jonathan.) and izzy takes clary shopping while the guys talk about a way to keep her hidden from HIM.
Okay so you know the protocol...comment and like...bye.
See ya~Jack.
P.S. Jack is a character from my book...lost..you'll meet him in the next chapter when I update it.