Bexley Raziel bloodborn's life wasn't normal.
It was anything but mundane.
She was a ShadowHunter. And even for a shadowHunter, Bexley's and her friends life was a bit more hectic then the norm.
They were a team. The best.
Their bond was unbreak...
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I looked at Jace, who stared back, hope and shock written on his face.
No, you are not a Wayland, nor a Bloodborn. You are just Bexley Raziel for now.
"Wow" my mind was racing. He wasn't my brother. But he likes clary. But he's not my brother. I ran a hand through my hair and there was a round of 'whoa' around the room, as I came to realize my wings were now just Marks on my back again.
"I need a minute"
I scurried through the oak doors, through the hallways, through the institute, out the doors.
I bounced down the steps, stopping at the gates, taking a breath. "Bex?" I spun around towards the voice. "Jace" my voice trembled.
"Look, I know you probably don't want to think about this right now-" "Then can it wait?" I cut him him off "I really just need some air, I mean, it's bad enough that my whole life has been a lie, but now? Now I'm not even a shadow hunter"
"My whole life. Train and hunt" I ranted, not sure of of what I felt, but deciding on anger. "What was it all for? To be the best shadowhunter possible. And I was. The best female ShadowHunter, at least. And I was okay with that. I mean, I wouldn't be, if I was sharing it with anyone other then you"
I let out a dry laugh "but it was all for nothing" "Don't say that" Jace's voice was harsh, not at all how one would expect someone to say those words. "Why not, Jace? We don't even know what I am! Did you see their faces? They were afraid of me! Isabelle was afraid of me! You, were afraid of me, Jace!" I took a step towards him, only to have him take an instinctive step backwards, his hand twitched at his belt, as if two parts of his mind were fighting, whether or not to kill me.
"See? You're afraid of me" this is when the anger fades away, replaced by hurt. "I'm not afraid of you" "You should be" "Why?" "Why shouldn't you be?" I scowled at him, turning to leave.
"I know you're not going to let me stop you from leaving, because you think you're going to hurt us, or that we don't care about you because you aren't a shadowHunter, but, Razie," Jace sighs "at least check in with Iz, Alec and I, to let us know that you're alive. And when you're ready to come home, you know where your room is"
"Yeah" I huff, slipping through the gate before shoving my hands in my pockets. As I began walking down the streets of New York I realized I didn't know where to go. I don't know a lot of warlocks, most of the wolves live in the pack, and I don't want to pester Raph anymore then I already have.
I wasn't going to ask Luke for a place to stay. And I wasn't going to go to the Fairy queen. And I didn't have much mundane money.
So, I had one choice left. And it was one I hadn't really kept in contact with.
