Chapter 10: That Missing Thing

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My eyes flash open from the feeling of something cold and damp against my back. Droplets of water splash my face before I can even begin to process my whereabouts. I wipe my face with my forearm and look up to see a sky filled with gray clouds. I stand up and cringe against my wet shirt that's sticking to my back. I cross my arms over my chest and shiver, my teeth chattering.

I'm in an alleyway, where I'm not sure but I'm in New York.  I step out of the alleyway and I'm hit by a gust of wind that almost knocks me off my feet. I look down the street and it's vacant of people. Isn't it Saturday, so shouldn't there be a hell of a lot of people here?

"Something isn't right here," I tell myself and I walk down the street. Only hearing the wind howling in my ears is making me feel uncomfortable... and that I'm not alone. I keep looking over my shoulder to see if anyone is trailing me, but I continue to see no one.

I walk faster, trying leave the street, but it feels like it goes on forever. Suddenly a chill crawls up my spine and I can't move anymore. I feel a hand on my shoulder, but there isn't really one there and someone's mouth against my ear, their breath ticking it.

 "Stop trying to find me, you're not going to get what you want," a familiar voice whispers in a stern voice in my ear, "you're just going to get hurt again... like last time."

It's the demon who is talking to me. My throat is clenched tight, like it's warning me to keep my mouth shut, but I speak anyway.

 "But I have to find you! I need to rest of the memories that you stole from me back," I tell him.

 "It's better that you don't get those memories back, and besides would you really want memories that include me back? I am the horrible, cruel demon that stole them in the first place after all."

 "If we knew each other why would you steal something so precious to me?" I ask him, on the verge of tears.

 "Because I was trying to protect you, Clary! I didn't want you to get hurt trying to save me-" he cuts himself off. There's is raw, human emotion behind his words. But demons aren't humans, so are these emotions meant to throw me off or are they genuine?

He sighs before he says, "If you're really so intent on finding me, then so be it. But finding me won't protect you from HIM."

 "Who's "HIM"?" I throw another question his way, but he's already gone. I'm all by myself once again.

I look around and see that the empty street is behind me and in front of me is a street packed with people, what NYC is supposed to be like. The rain is more of a sprinkle now, but I still feel chilly especially after that encounter. What's picking at my brain is that why would I know a demon, let alone be friends with one? I know Magnus is a warlock, being half demon but not a full on one. And was the "HIM" that he was referencing to back there the man that had me kidnapped? That "Master", or whoever he was? I shake my head to clear it; I have to focus on finding this demon.

As I got lost in my thoughts, I never noticed where I was even walking. The buildings around me look unfamiliar, but so familiar at the same time. Time suddenly freezes all around me except there are some people who are still moving, but their transparent... like ghosts. I move my hand, expecting this time stop to have frozen me, too, but I'm able to move my arm. I try touching on of the passing people, but my fingers just go through them, leaving them numb and tingling.

I hear a door to a shop open and I turn my head towards the noise. The people exiting the shop is... me, but there is also a boy with me, with brown hair and silver eyes. It's the demon that stole my memories, but he looks different. He's not as pale, he's actually tanner than the me that is standing beside him, but that doesn't take all too much since I myself am pretty pale. But he looks more livelier... more HUMAN.

 I see that we're both laughing, about what I'm not sure, but he's holding a birthday cake that reads "Happy Birthday Mom!" on it. I would pick out that cake for someone if I could.

 "Thank you so much for helping get a cake for my Mom's birthday! I'm sorry that I just randomly grabbed you and asked what cake do you like best!" He thanks the me that is beside him.

 "Don't be sorry, I wasn't doing much right now anyway. And besides, I enjoyed helping you pick out the cake anyway. I hope to see you around again!"

 "I hope to see you around again, too!"

They start to fade away, and so do the ghosts that are walking down the street. There's a moment of silence before everything unfreezes again. Was this a memory? If so, how long ago did I first meet him?

I enter the shop and I am greeted by mouth-watering treats. I look over at the counter and I see an elderly lady helping a customer. She looks over in my direction and her face just lights up. I go up to the counter once she's done with the customer.

 "Well hello there little lady, it's been awhile since I last saw you in my shop!" She greets me with a voice as sweet as candy.

 "I guess I got busy and got carried away," I tell her, making up an excuse to keep the conversation on an interesting path, "when was the last time I was here? I can't quite remember."

 "I think the last time your sweet little faced came in here last was about three weeks ago. You used to come in here with your friend just about every week," she tells me after she thinks for a moment. 

 "Do you remember whenever we first started coming here together?"

 This makes her take a longer pause than before to remember, "I would say that it was about 6 months ago that I first saw the two of you in here together. I could be wrong, but that is how long ago that I'm thinking of."

I've known this boy for at least 6 months? If we were such good friends, what happened?


All right folks that's Chapter 10! Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Sorry for not writing this and publishing this for over half a year! I really didn't expect this to take this long. A lot of stuff has happened between when I last uploaded a chapter and now. School will be starting up for me soon, but I'm going to try to keep up with this as well as my other stories. I know it takes me longer to update than most other people, but please continue to bear with me on this. Thank you to all of you who have stuck with me thus far, I really do enjoy seeing that people are reading my stories and are at least a tad bit interested in them. See you next chapter!

~Tinytoonz01

P.S. - I just realized that yesterday was the 2 year anniversary of my story! I'm happy that I stuck with it this long, but I don't know how to feel with only having 11 parts of this story completed within these two years, but I'm striving to improve that imperfection! But anyway, see you lovely readers later!

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