My mother, Clary Herondale, and I are sitting and looking at scrapbooks. I see a picture of me and my best friend, Jacob, my best friend since I was five. He is a son of Isabelle and Simon Lewis. I'm now sixteen, and we still remain best friends, although when we were twelve, he never let me call him my "Bff" "Cause that's too girly."
I notice a picture of an old man.
"Who is he?" I ask my mom.
She quickly turns the page.
"That's someone you don't need to know about, Jessa." She said and picks up a strand of my honey blonde hair.
I shove her away. "No you need to tell me. I'm responsible."
"Honey, no, you can't know." She looks into my green eyes with concern in her own.
"MOM!" I finally lose it "I HATE, HATE HOW YOU THINK I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE! I HATE HOW YOU RUN MY LIFE FOR ME."
Now my mother, she loses her temper quickly. "YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN! THIS WAS NEVER ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS. STOP STICKING YOUR NOSE IN MY BUSINESS!"
Ouch. I run to my room crying, and slam the door.
A few minuets later, my mom knocks on my locked door.
"Honey, can we talk?"
No mom! I think. We cant talk for a while.
I'm already slipping out the window, with a bag on my back.
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Jessamine Herondale and the forest of lost Souls
FanficJessamine Herondale, Daughter of Clary and Jace Herondale, Wants to find out more about her grandfather. The forest of lost souls is where she needs to go to meet his ghost. Unfortunately, he is a vengeful soul...
