The mortal instrument : Jace§Clary (Romeo~Juliet)

Dreams into nightmare

Chapter 13

Clary suddenly felt a coldness that wasn't due to the chill of the outside and crossed her arms tighter. After the messenger had left Clary had bolted outside and made a beeline to her favorite spot in the garden. The shrubs were very tall here and they easily blocked the chilly wind that blew from the south. Clary had avoided this area of the garden, where she was sitting on a white stone bench, since the last secret meeting she had had with Jace when it had still felt like summer and the fountain in front of her had been spewing water. It was her favorite spot in the garden and she had always gone there when she needed to think or just wanted to get away for a while. Since that last night with Jace she hadn't really needed to run to her safe haven, not with Sebastian always around. Now she was here because of Sebastian. There were so many thoughts running through Clary's head, so many questions, and there were no answers to be found.

Clary didn't know how long she sat there or when enough of the numb feeling that had took ahold of her had faded and allowing her pent back tears to finally start running down her frozen cheeks. It wasn't until she heard an owl hoot loudly nearby that she was brought back from her desperate thoughts and she realized that the sun had gone down and it was already dark enough to see stars in the sky. With a shaky breath, Clary stood up and made her way back towards the house. Once inside she didn't get very far when she heard her name being called from behind her. Turning to see who, Clary saw it was Marcus with a somewhat worried expression on his face.

"Where have you been, Miss?" Marcus's voice was stern.

"The garden." Clary said, just a little irritated.

"The entire time?" He sounded disapproving.

"Yes."

Marcus crossed his arms in front of his chest, his eyes now looking at her very sternly.

"Clarissa, I know the news is unexpected, but you can't act so irresponsibly."

Clary sighed a little. Marcus only ever called her by her name without a title when he was feeling the especially affectionate with her. Even though he was a mere human, he also was like family to her.

"I just needed to think, besides, today is the warmest it's been in a long time." She replied, not wanting him to worry about her when there really wasn't reason to.

Marcus eyed her a little dubiously before sighing himself and shaking his head a little. "Just don't stay out so long next time, not with the weather the way it is."

"I won't," she promised, not wanting him to be more upset over her.

Marcus nodded. "Would you like something to eat? The cooks made soup; it would warm you up some."

"No, thank you. I really just want to change and go to bed."

Marcus stared at her a little before nodding his head again. "Alright."

Clary gave a half-hearted smile and made her way up the stairs and into her bedroom, where she changed into completely fresh, dry clothing and flung herself onto her bed. She lay there for a second and then got under the covers and stared up at the ceiling, not the least bit tired.

Clary hadn't even became aware of the fact she had fallen asleep until she opened her eyes and saw that it was summer and not winter. Looking around she saw that she was in a city. The city had probably been very beautiful at one time, but now it was covered in blood and gore. The buildings around her looked abandoned and there was no one in sight even though it was the middle of the day.

Suddenly Clary felt her skin tingle a little and turned around. When she did her heart stopped for a second. There, standing at the top of the steps and leaning against a pillar of the very elegant building in front of her, stood Sebastian. He had on Shadowhunter black and his arms were crossed over his chest; Clary noticed his hair was a little longer than the last time she had saw him.