Chapter 3

21 1 2
                                    


That moment Edith lost it. She jumped on Julian's back, twisting in the air so he landed on his back, her landing on top of him.

Then started punching him, hard, on the face. Jace was trying to hold her back but the adrenalin pump caused by the rage made her stronger. Finally Jace was able to get her under control with Alec's help.

Alec was now trying to calm Edith who was a sobbing mess while Jace was lifting my limp body bridal style.

I was still conscious. Feeling the pain but not being able to do anything to stop it. I thought I was dying and this was it. My consciousness was leaving me. I assumed this was what it felt like to have your soul leaving your body. Slowly getting pulled into a cooler utopia. Hearing approaching voices, too many to count, a creak then a male voice cursing in pain.
Which made me realize I have not just entered heaven but another building. There was a voice nearby shouting about boyfriends, herbs and the infirmary.

EDITH'S P.O.V.
She was hurt. I felt it. I felt her pain. I didn't even care about the shadowhunters talking to me. They were blurry figures. She was dying and they wouldn't even let me see her. "Let me see her, please..."  The edges of my vision was turning black. The darkness slowly eating away my reality. Now it was all dark, feeling the wooden floor of the instute against my body.

I know it's really short but I'm working on the fourth chapter and  I assure you it's going to be longer.

Into the ShadowsWhere stories live. Discover now