Sorry it's been agers since I updated, I've been really busy with school and stuff but I'm on summer break now so I have plenty of time on my hands and will be updating more regularly :)
I ride for about half an hour following the map closely.
I lean forward and sigh from exhaustion, where the hell is it!
As I ride along I notice a large block of land, when looking directly at it there appears to be an old vacant church at the front of the block. But when I look at it again I notice that it is glamoured. I quickly pull Pandora to a screeching halt and spring off her back towards the front gate.
As I look at the building more closely the glamor peels away to reveal its true form, the building is enormous with turrets and old fashioned architecture.As I cautiously walk towards the giant metal front and jump slightly when I hear a lock click open allowing me access into the grounds, I climb the steps quietly and stride up to the door.
I pound my fist loudly on the gigantic door three times, everything is so quiet the loud pounding seems to fill the whole street, I then wait nervously shifting my wait from one leg to the other, watching the door closely for something to happen.My heart starts to speed up as I faintly hear foot steps coming towards the door on the other side, then a faint rattling sound of someone opening a lock. I watch in fascination as the giant door opens gracefully to reveal the owner of those footsteps standing on the other side. She is a young girl probably only a couple of years older than me with beautiful long black hair tied back into a ponytail.
She is a shadow hunter, I can tell by the runes marking her skin, some old and faded others new and fresh. Her expression changes from confused to friendly.
"Hi I'm Isabelle, are you lost? Do you need help or a place to stay?"
I reach down into my pocket and retrieve the photo holding it up to her. "Does this man live here?"
Her expression changes back to confused as she yells over her shoulder "Dad, come here!"
She then looks back at me "Why do you have a picture of my father? Where did you get that?"
I open my mouth to answer but my breath hitches as the very man appears behind Isabelle, his confused expression matching hers.
He turns to Isabelle "What's going on?""She has a picture of you"
"Umm..." I stutter "I think you might have been a friend of my mothers, she gave this to me"
"And where is your mother?"
I drop my gaze to the floor sadly, dropping tho photo too. Robert Lightwood leans down to retrieve it off the ground and study's it closely. "Oh god, I remember when this was taken, how did your mother get hold of this photo? What's your mothers name?"
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He takes I sharp intake of breath, then his gaze darkens to a glare "Why are you here?"
I slowly tell him everything, how I never had a father and how my mother died.
His dark expression turns to horror "Oh god! She got pregnant! Get out of here now my wife can't know your here, my wife can't know you even exist."
"What? I'm so confused, someone explain what's going on right now!" I yell
Isabelle's expression turns to anger "Oh my god! He's to daughter of the woman you fucked! I'm telling mum, she has a right to know!"
Robert grabs her arm and roughly yanks her back "Don't you dare! If she finds out-""If who finds out what?" Says a middle aged woman coming up behind them looking confused.
"Your my dad!" I blurt out, suddenly realising the truth under all this confusion and chaos.
"What?" The woman says "Robert explain your self now! What does she mean your her dad?"
"Don't worry deer, this is all just a huge misunderstanding-"
"Dad cheated on you" Isabelle interrupts.
"Oh Isabelle shut up, don't be stupid!" The woman scolds, turning back to her husband shocked.
"Robert?"Robert looks at her, pain and guilt clear on his face. "I-"
"Isabelle's not serious, please tell me Isabelle's not serious!" His wife interrupts.
Robert doesn't answer.
"Robert? Robert tell me what's going on right now!"
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Trinity Ravenscar: Mortal Instruments fanfiction
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