The Other Wayland

The Last Straw

Hi, hello,

This is the first thing I've ever written for anyone else to read but it's been a hot minute since I started this and I'd like to hope my writing has gotten better. Please bear with me as I edit this very slowly. 

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Love Lillie.

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I was so fed up of this stupid room, this stupid institute and this stupid city! It was boring and the demons were few and far between. I needed a challenge. I needed new, I needed exciting, I needed something more, like I always did. Nowhere was ever enough for me. 

I flopped down on my narrow bed as Joe let out an exasperated sigh. "Now you're not even listening to me!" Then he glared at me as I gave him my signature eye roll.

"I am listening. It's just that I've heard this irresponsible-ness speech enough times now that I just don't care." I told him sitting up again. He was fuming, he was so angry that you could feel it rolling off him in waves. His usually handsome face was twisted into a dangerous frown, his kind grey eyes, hard and unforgiving. He had been like this since I walked into the institute an hour ago bruised and covered in demon blood and Igor having returned from a very unauthorised demon killing mission.

"Well maybe if you weren't so God damn irresponsible I wouldn't have to give you the irresponsible-ness speech so many times before you get it through your pretty little head that you can't keep doing this!" He yelled at me angrily. "You can't keep disappearing on missions alone. It's dangerous and so stupid! What if one day something goes wrong and no one knows where you are? You're going to end up getting yourself killed!" I rolled my eyes. "You don't even care do you?!" I shrugged. "By the Angel Elizabeth! You can't keep living with this death wish because your brother doesn't care about you! Get over it! You have a lot more to live for than that!" I stared at him in horror.

"It's hardly a death wish when they practical throw themselves on my seraph blade." I pointed out matter-of-factly.  "They're just asking to get killed."

"And so are you!" He shouted angrily. He ran a hand through his hair agitated, "But that's not even the point," I sighed, rolled my eyes and prepare my reply. "I don't know why I'm even wasting my breath on this again! You're clearly not listening and it's not like you're going to take any sort of notice anyway," I opened my mouth to talk but he shook his head. "Good night Elizabeth," And with that, he stormed out of the toom slamming the door so hard it shook in it's frame.

"Well, that was fun," I muttered and got up off my bed.

 The peace that had fell over me after the hunt had shattered. Our fights always left me feeling like something was out of place, it made me restless and that made me impulsive. I needed to do something, I wasn't like Joe. I couldn't blow off steam by throwing things like he did. I didn't know how to get all the thoughts in my brain to stop. 

My brother wasn't a topic I was even remotely comfortable with and Joe knew better than to bring him up. Thoughts swirled through my head, one kept coming back up. A blond haired, golden eyed one. Jace Wayland. My brother. Joe's outburst had put things into perspective. Why should my brother get to live his life like I didn't exist, with some nice family that loved him while I was being passed from institute to institute? I was over it. I was going to find my brother, I was going to find out why I was abandoned and he was left with a family. I was going to get answers and Jace would be the best place to start. He wouldn't have all of the answers but he would have enough to make me feel better. I hadn't seen him in years but I knew where he was and how I could get there. This was impulsive and irresponsible, it would get me in huge trouble with the Clave and Joe would hate me but I needed this. I had to have answers and I had to look my brother in the eye and prove to myself that I didn't need him. 

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