Chunk of Hair

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DISCLAIMER:I OWN NOTHING

CELY POV
     My mom won't talk to me, no one will, except my dad. At school no one talks to me, they call me a slut even though I've never taken a picture of myself nude...funny how I used to be popular and now the only friend I have is my dad. We've been getting close. I've started acting more like him. And...I started to get why my mom loved him. He was a good person, a genuinely good person, which is hard to find. He was also parent material. And he has a big heart, which makes sense. I sigh as I open my gym locker. I put on my PE clothes.
      "Aw, she's getting naked again, hey, maybe you should take a pic and send it to the whole school, whore!" I look at who said that...Emi, I roll my eyes at her.
     "Weren't you the one with the nude pic's a month ago?" I ask. "Besides, that was actually you in the picture, that's not me" I say angrily.
       "Of course I know it wasn't you, I helped pick the picture" emi says as she flips her black hair. My head snaps towards her.
        "You what?!" I ask.
"The girls name is Stephanie Cook, she committed suicide because of that picture, the news didn't show it because the family wanted privacy, my cousin was one of the guys who got her nudes. An easy foreword." She says as she flips her black hair. She's the reason this happened, why everyone looks at me in disgust! Why everyone looks at me as if I were some cheap slut! Why my mom doesn't talk to me, why I lost everyone in my life that was important to me... I feel my strength rune ignite. I grab Emi's hair and yank it. She screeches in pain. I look at my hand and see a whole lick of hair with red liquid on it's roots, I just pulled a girls hair out...literally. She catches me by surprise and bangs my head against the lockers. I feel dizzy and disoriented, she then bangs my head against the locker again and everything goes black.

CLARY POV
I was paying taxes, phone bills and credit cards. I was in Jace's desk. Jace was across from me paying other things. My phone rang. Jace looked up at me. "Hello?"
"Hi, is this Mrs.Herondale?" The woman asks.
"Yes....why?" I ask.
"This is Nurse Phoebe from Brooklyn hospital, I'm sorry to inform you that your daughter Celine Herondale  is in the hospital" my heart drops.  "Ma'am?"
       "We'll be right there" I huff. I look at Jace, "we need to go" I say as I stand up and grab his hand. I pull him out of the house and into the car we barley use.
      "What's going on?!" Jace asks.
      "Cely...." I say.

JACE POV
We were in the Mundie hospital, I was nervous. "Mr and Mrs. Herondale" a nurse says. My heart jumps. I don't even have time to swoon over the fact that Clary is Mrs.Herondale, I was too busy worrying about my daughter. We walk into a room. Celine was lying on the bed. She was deathly pale with a surgical small scar on her forehead.
     "Cel...Cely?" Clary chokes as she looks at our daughter. "What happened?!" Clary asks angrily at the nurse. The nurse clears her throat.
      "Well...." then a woman storms into the room, she had black hair, she was curvy and had a red tank top with tight black jeans.

" then a woman storms into the room, she had black hair, she was curvy and had a red tank top with tight black jeans

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     She stopped for a second as she looked at me. Then she looked at Clary who was holding Cely's limp hand.
       "You're her mother?" The woman asks in a Brooklyn accent.
       "Yes" Clary says.
        "Who do you think you are? That monster tore my darling Em's hair!" The woman says. "How could you do that to such a nice young lady" The woman asks. She then grabs my arm. "Please! Help me with this! My darling Emi has her hair in terrible shape!" The woman pleads popping out her breasts. "I'm suing you!" The woman tells Clary.
      "Ma'am" The nurse warns.
      "What...the hell happened!" Clary asks. A girl that looks like the woman comes up to us.
       "She's  an animal! She just pulled my hair out! I didn't do anything to her" the girl cries. The girl had a small bald spot on her right temple.
"Cely isn't like that!" I surprise myself by saying. Everyone looks at me. "She isn't violent!"
"How would you know?!" The woman asks.
"Because she's my daughter!" I say.
"Daughter?" The girl asks. "But you live here..." the girl grins. "You're divorced" she says. "Or....did you even get married? I honestly wouldn't blame you....having someone so...pathetic as a child can be disappointing" she says.
"That is none of your business!" Clary growls at the girl. 
        "She assasinated my hair! Of course it's my business!" The girl says.

CELY POV
      I wake up to fighting. I see Emi, my mom, and my dad.  "You HAIR ASSULTER!" Emi yells. Everyone looks at me.
     "Who do you think you are?! Pulling my angels hair like that!" The woman says. I look down as I sigh in defeat.
      "I'm sorry, I accept full responsibility for what happened." I say.
      "Why did you pull her hair?!" My mom asks.
      "She was jealous of my fabulous hair" Emi says.
       "I was jealous of her.....hair" I lie. What's the point? My mom already thinks I'm a cheap slut. Then I look at my dad. He looks back at me with hesitation and curiosity. Then I regret everything I say. Even if my mom thinks I'm a cheap slut....my dad doesn't need to think that. Maybe there is a point. " actually...that's not true...I'm not jealous of her hair...if anything I'm glad my hair isn't as damaged as hers." Emi huffs In offense. "The reason why I yanked her hair out...is because.....my so called nudes..." Emi's mom interrupts me.
"Nudes?! Dear god! What do you do with this child?!" Her mom yells at my mom.
"They aren't nudes" I interrupt her. "The girl In the picture's name is Stephanie cook...she committed suicide because of those pictures...Emi told me that she was the one who sent the pictures...to everyone....if anyone here has nudes...it's Emi" I explain.
"Emi?" Emi's mom asks her.
"She's lying!" Emi yells. I grab my moms bag and take out the picture. I fold it so you can only see her shoulder then I show it to them.
        "Stephanie has a clear shoulder...I have a birth mark" I explain showing the Herondale scar. "I would never take a nude....I'm not like that" I say as I look at my mom. I regret looking at my mom. She looks as if she found out her mom never loved her (NeRds University reference!) I look away. And Emi's mom grabs Emi's wrist lightly.
      "I'm so sorry" She says and gets out of the room.

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