Whipped - I. Lightwood

|Correspondance|

She never did have brilliant timing, so why not now the most awkward time in her life?

Evie stalked her way down the institute halls, she was on a mission to find the others before she got hopelessly lost. The small amount of time she had spent in the building had involved many situations where she had ended up absolutely nowhere near where she intended to be. On one occasion instead of finding the kitchen she had found the library, she didn't even know these people read in their free time. But the library was one of the most intriguing rooms she had come across thus far, it was similar to the other libraries she had seen yet it also wasn't. There were many classics but also books which were completely different to your normal Shakespeare or Emily Bronte. It was purely amazing to see just what she could learn from these books and Evie had spent hours in that room trying to teach herself or just entertain herself. This then happened in reverse as the one time she was trying to find the library again, she found the kitchen. However, for once in her life she didn't want food. It didn't help that Evie was not gifted in the kitchen she was too easily distracted to be able to pay attention to anything she was supposed to be doing. The one time she had tried to cook here she had managed to burn off the water for the super noodles she was trying to make and then just gave up. Her mind too easily distracted. 

Of course the distraction was none other than the one person she couldn't get off her mind, Isabelle. Or as she had been forced to call the other girl Izzy. She had wondered in whilst Evie was attempting to cook, and started a conversation. It was not much more than two girls trying to get to know one another better, like proper friends and not just work associates. She had learnt the basics needed to form a friendship because at the current time that was all that they were going to be. Well that was what Evie thought anyways. She had no idea what was going through the brunette's mind. No idea that she had left an impact on her. No idea that just as much as her thoughts were consumed by the brunette that she was slowly consuming the thoughts if said brunette. Alas only time would tell if something would become concrete from this. 

Evie should have started to realise she got stuck in her own thoughts way too often for her own good. As once again she had done so and had walked right into the group of her four comrades. They had gathered around the item of jewellery they intended to use as the bargaining chip for the evening. She looked down to see the necklace that they were going to use as payment for the memories being returned. It was definitely something she could see someone wanting back desperately, it was beautiful and she would rather they keep it here than use it to pay for something she really didn't think she'd ever get back yet alone really wanted back. Evie could live without the memories of the first few years of her life she preferred to remember everything the way it was to remember everyone the way she saw them fit. What would happen if she had memories of her father that made her question everything she had come to believe? What if these memories made her think of herself as a monster?

She didn't voice these thoughts, she saw no point to do so as the group were ready to go out. To go and meet Mr Sparkles and do some sort of trade. But Evie, she had a different agenda, get Alec a date. So here they were again walking down another dimly lit passageway. There was no real sign of what was to come only that she knew if they could be seen it would be likely that they would have been jumped down this passageway. They walked in an odd format. Izzy and Clary were leading the way with her and Alec behind and Jace was somewhere towards the back. Evie didn't really mind all that much about the guy left alone at the back. It was his choice really she knew he was dead set on being heroic and showing her sister he could not only look after himself but everyone else.

"So my dude, why did you not tell me your full name was Alexander? Like, think of how amazing of a full-length name you've got and you've shortened it to Alec?"

"Why didn't you bring up your full name was Evangeline?"

"Touche... However, sharing this kind of information now means we're automatically best friends you know that right Xander? I'm giving you no real option here"

"Well, a guys gotta know when to not argue. I allow you to have it your way Lele" The two continued to talk quietly to one another as they approached their destination. The chatter was mainly about the night coming up. She could tell deep down that Alec was excited about the night he wanted to meet Magnus. And so did she. Honestly, she wanted him to style one of her outfits to see how overboard he went. Plus she was sure he knew where all the gays went to socialise in the shadow world.

"Do you think red is my colour?" Izzy suddenly asked staring down at the necklace.

"Isabel you make any colour your colour. "Iz with a body like yours, everything is your colour." Replied both sisters before looking at each other and shouting "I was the one suppose to be talking" at the same time, twin telepathy. After a couple of innuendos were passed back and forth between the quintet. They eventually arrived at the rave where they split to 'search' for Magnus. Evie dragged Alec away from the others they were going to search for Magnus after dancing for a little while.

"Come on Xander, let yourself loose a little. Show how available you are to the rest of the guys here." Evie started as she forced the taller man to dance a little.

"Lele we're on a mission there's no time for dancing we need to get this over and done with." Alec denied all attempts of hers to get him to do something that was not a part of the mission. He was dead set on getting the stupid memories back so that they could begin to focus on something else. Plus he had no objection to ridding himself of the elder Fairchild sibling the younger one he didn't want to lose but the older one he had no liking towards. The two eventually left the dance floor and went back into the shadows surrounding the building. They were not far away from the others and could easily watch the meeting between Clary, Jace and Magnus. Evie watched as Alec stared at the warlock obviously the pictures hadn't done the man enough justice as he had taken the breath away from the most stubborn supernatural police officer she had met so far. 

It wasn't until they had started the meeting that something seemed amiss, well it was a little more than amiss. Only a couple minutes into the meeting everything went for better or worse, terribly wrong. There was suddenly a lot of screaming and a lot of pleading. Not to mention the sudden arrival of a tonne of scarily dressed men in black, like not the cool Will Smiths, who were suddenly trying to kill everyone. This was like a horribly written teen story. It was at this moment that Alec and Evie decided to come out of the shadows and actually do something. Alec firing an arrow into one guy, stopping him just short of reaching Magnus with Evie firing a knife at the other. The two intruders going down and the two shadowhunters finally joining in the meeting. 

Magnus had turned towards Alec with a look of pure intrigue on his face. "Who are you?" He had asked and obviously it was good first impressions all around. Evie wasn't even annoyed that she had been overlooked with the focus being on someone else. At least this time it wasn't her sister. This time it was well deserved.Eventually, Magnus fled the scene. He had begged only for Clary to join him. Evie was never offered the chance to go. Not that she would want to. But it might have been nice for the offer to have been extended to both sisters.

Perhaps she was something else compared to her sister. 

Perhaps she wasn't as important.

Perhaps she was a mistake.

Because no one ever seems to miss a mistake. 

Original word count: 1361

2nd Edit June 2020 word count: 1473