Clace Best Friends (Slow Updates)

29. Manipulation

Jace

9 hours later- Author's Note: Yes this entire story has happened in several days, but they've only traveled 500 miles towards their destination.

The car pulls upto an old abandoned warehouse. This definitely isn't going to be good. Roughly, the men pull me out of the car. I see Red getting out of her car as well. "Red, it'll be okay. I'm here too. I'll figure something out, I promise." Red just silently stares at me.

I get dragged into a room in the warehouse. Red is nowhere in sight. The men tie my arms, legs, and waist to the chair in the middle of the room. Valentine's been preparing this...... Suddently, the door flies open and Valentine enters alone. "You," Valentine snarls. "I always knew you were no good." He walks over to me and kicks me in the stomach. I can feel his foot crush my ribs, but I stifle a groan. I'm not giving him the satisfaction of knowing he's causing me pain. Valentine places his head next to my ear. "Did you really think you'd be able to save Clarissa? I own her. She's mine. Now just think of all the punishments she's going to go through, because you convinced her to run away from me," Valentine whispers.

"No, leave her alone," I growl. "You can do whatever you want to me, but leave her alone."

"You know she likes it," Valentine whispers. "When she were together, she likes it."

Does he really expect me to believe him? After all of the times Red's told me though sobs about what He's done to her. Do I look that stupid? "You're just a sick bastard," I reply. Valentine's fist connects with my face. My head spins for a few seconds. I close my eyes to readjust.

"If you would just listen to me, I wouldn't have to punish you," Valentine explains. He brings his knee up and knees me in the crotch. I double over in pain, and a throbbing pain overwhelms my lower region as well as my stomach. I can't breathe for a few minutes, from the impact. "You were fucking her weren't you?! By the time I'm done with her, she won't be able to get you off, so I hope you enjoyed your time while it lasted. Answer me!" Valentine punches my face. "Answer me or I swear." Punch. "If you don't answer me, I'll bring Red in here and make you watch as I take her, you little punk."

I can't give in! But.....I can't let him punish Red because of me. "No," I mange to say. "We've never......had sex."

"Then why are you helping her? What is she giving you in return? Does she just pleasure you? Is that the deal?! Huh? Answer me!" Valentine shouts.

"No, we haven't done anything.....like that," I reply.

"Then what do you get out of it?" Valentine asks. This time he doesn't hit me. I've got to escape, and I can't escape if he keeps hitting me. I've got to save Red! What should I do? Play his game! Just like you did with the old man with the stripped hat. So, I have to pretend like Red is merely a means to something better. I have to. It'll make me sick, but I've got to save her.

"If you wouldn't have interrupted me, I was grooming her to have sex with me." Don't throw up Jace! Keep it together! You can't escape and save Red, if you're too beat to move! "It was so easy, I'd just hold her at night and pretend to care. She was so easy, and I was so close before your goons found us. So, imagine my unpleasant surprise when I realize all of this has been for nothing," I lie, but I'm sure it's convincing when Valentine simply laughs. No punches or kicks are thrown. I hold back a shudder. This....pathetic excuse for a man is sick and disgusting! How could I not notice Clary being regularly abused for 10 years?! "Clarissa means nothing to me. I thought she'd be good in bed." Calling her Clarissa is so foreign, but I noticed Valentine and his goons call her that. It's all just a big manipulation, but it still makes me want to vomit. That whole sentence I told Valentine is just a lie. I love Red more than I can put in words. She's my life. I've never really thought about her sexually. Don't get me wrong, I've thought about her sexually, just never if she would be good or not, it's never really mattered. (Author's Note: Does that make sense?)

"Oh she is," Valentine laughs. I have to stop myself from showing my feelings. What a sick bastard! Jace you've got to do this for Red! Pull it together!

"Damn, I was so close. She was practically eating out of my hand," I lie mostly. Red was relying heavily on me which is why I was trying to make sure she was prepared in the first place. That's why I gave her the money, but that just turned into a whole thing in itself. "I'll be honest. I've never cared for her. By the time I was 10, all I could think about was sex. So, from then on, it's all been a long game, but now I can't even get my reward." Valentine walks towards the door. Ugh! I sound so disgusting! What kind of a pig would actually say that?! Or even think that!?

"This has been fun, but all this talk has gotten me worked up, so I'm gonna go have a 'talk' with a certain red head now." With that, he walks out leaving me alone. I guess the manipulation worked. I've got Valentine where I need him to be. I heard the men leave shortly after they tied me up. They weren't that smart, for they took our backpacks, but didn't search our bodies. That knife I had, I slid it into my pants. (See picture above) I quickly but quietly start reaching for the knife.

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I guess maybe Jace isn't as ass after all.......

I do not own any of the Mortal Instruments books, materials, etc. All credit belongs to Cassandra Clare.

Author's Note:
I hope you all like it! Please leave comments, votes, and feedback. I'm going to update, when I'm done and it'll be random.

Originally posted: 4/21/18