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...
It was like floating through water. Not at all like normal portaling.
Then I was in a living room. I was slightly dazed.
"Jace?" I called out "Clary?" No answer.
I look down to find I'm wearing a bright pink mini dress, a pair of glittery white heals and on my wrists a golden charm bracelet. Walking past a mirror, I see my hair is in its natural curls, and my make up is light.
"Clary?" I open a door "Jace?" "Raziel, Princess!" I stumbled back, away from the man who had threatened everything I care for. I could see Clary and Jocelyn in the room, the kitchen, behind him. "Valentine!" In my surprise, I tripped over my own feet.
Everyone let out a yelp of worry "Princess!" "Raziel!" "Bex!"
Luckily, a pair of strong arms caught me. "Alec?" I looked at the man to catch me. "That's my name" he smiled arrogantly. That's not my Alec.
When I was back on my feet a little blond girl ran up to me. Maybe five or six. "Raziel! Raziel! You came!" "I sure did... Little one" I hesitate when calling her little one. Other then the pale blonde hair, she looked just like Clary.
"Did you bring Your prince?" She whispered
"My what?" "Your prince! Your-" she paused to giggle "boyfriend" I shot a glance to a very uncomfortable Clary, who Alec was now standing next to. An arm draped across her shoulder. Whoa. That was not my Alec.
"Ah, no, not this time, doll" the girl then huffed and ran off down the hall.
"You know, Raziel, I would like to meet this boyfriend as well, I already know Clary's" Valentine stated, as if he was my loving father.
"Val, she's a grown woman, sure a bit of a reckless one, let her have some fun. Stop being such a helicopter dad!" Jocelyn shook her head. Did she just say dad?
"Okay okay"
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"Bex?" Clary and I were now walking down the streets of NYC. "Yes?" "Do you hate me?" "What? Why would I hate you?" "For kissing Jace"
That's when it hit me... I didn't hate her. But I was mad. Sure, I told her I didn't have feelings for Jace. Sure, maybe I have no right to be mad.
But my anger? Wasn't towards her at all.
"I don't hate you" "You don't?" "No, I'm just, confused." I sigh. "So we're good?" "We're good. Yeah"
"Um, just so you know, I'm not planing on kissing Jace again" she scrunched up her nose, trying to lighten the mood, and we both laughed a bit.
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