Clary and her daughter Faith are homless. Clary is alone, she knows exactly who the father is. Billionaire Jace Herondale. In fact, Clary is part of the reason why Jace is the billionaire he is today. What happens when Jace Herondale bumps into his...
Please read the chapter before this one if you haven't! FAITH POV "Sir...i like the sound of that." Fear shoots up into my veins. I step back slowly. I then look up at Mr.Clover. The look on his face screamed dangerous. I try to break into a run, but instead He picks me up from my waist and pins me to the wall. He kisses my neck, my neck felt as if it were on fire, as if you had put acid on it. Tears were flowing out by now, tears of fear and anger and frustration. "Get off of me! Please! Get off!" I say as I try to kick him. "Ah, ah, ah, be a good girl, or I'll have to make this painful," Mr.Clover says. I let out a sob of desperation. Why does this keep happening?!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Please no! Please stop!" I beg. He rips my sleeve and kisses my shoulder. "You're so hot," he growls, my stomach flips I felt sick. "Please don't do this to me," I beg. "Shut up!" He says and takes off my light pink underwear. I sob louder as I keep kicking him. I hear a painful hit and I fall to the ground. "What the fuck?!" Mr. Clover says as he doubles over painfully.Then a baseball bat comes down hard on this head. Mr. Clover fell to the floor. And behind where his body once stood, was Oliver Paige with a bat. He drops the bat to the ground and runs up to me. "Are you ok?" He asks, I couldn't say anything, I was frozen. "Faith," He whispers. "Faith, it's ok, he's unconscious, I'll drag him to the front yard, people will think he passed out drunk," Oliver says. I finally break down into sobs. I pull Oliver into me, I cry onto his chest. He gently rubs my back. "It's ok Faith," he whispers. "He's gone, he's gone," for now. "You can't tell anyone," I breathe out. "I can deal with it, just please don't tell," I beg. Oliver stares at me. "Ok, but you're not dealing with it alone....I'm here," Oliver says. I nod slowly. "Stay here, I'm just going to drag him out," Oliver says. He grabs mr. clover's arm and drags him out of the backyard and into the front yard. CLARY POV "Graystone Academy is the best school in the US, Ranking #1 nation wide and #2 World wide, we're working on worldwide," The woman says. "Our specialties are academic goals we also discipline to an extent, because if the discipline is too strong, it can cause rebellion, but if there isn't enough, it can cause chaos. So we discipline to an extent. Academics are pushed to a breaking point, which is why we have no prodigies, but with Faith's abilities it will be extraordinary to have her in second year, I believe it will be difficult for her, but not too hard for her. We have the best teachers in the country and all of our students are educated," She says. "Our security is high quality, so you are assured that your daughter will be safe," I look at Jace, he looks back at me. "Where are the enrollment papers?" He asks. We sign the enrollment papers and sign Faith in.
FAITH POV Oliver eventually comes back. I relax when he does. Oliver picks me up bridal style. "How do you do This?" I ask. Oliver is small, which is why I'm surprised he can carry me. "I help Luther chop wood from the Forrest, it's hard to carry a huge trunk," Oliver says. I burry my face into his chest. He puts me down on my bed and gives me my pajamas. "I have to keep helping out in the party, I'll tell Jace that you had to go, that you were tiered," Oliver says. I look up at him. "Thank you," I whisper. He smiles at me and walks out of my room. I get into the shower and wash away Mr.Clovers sickening touch. I put on my pajamas and brush my hair. I kept brushing, even though it was perfect. I sigh and grab my sketchbook. I don't know why, but I've always liked to sketch, I'm not good at drawing landscapes, but I'm ok at sketching clothes. I sketch three different outfits.
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I sigh at the sketch as I complete it. I then flip the page and start a new sketch.
JACE POV I smile at Clary as the representative of Graystone academy leaves. "Clary...they need me to go to Verona...it's for the deal that's extremely important...and it'll be before Faith starts school.....i want you to be there with me...." i say. Clary looks up at me with a smile. It reminded me of how she smiled up at me in senior prom. She was still a junior, she was petite, and had huge green eyes. That was one of the many times I felt purely happy. "Sure, some time away before Faith Starts school should be good," Clary says. "I need to go to the bathroom," she says and walks towards the guest bathroom. I grin as she leaves. She was just so beautiful. My grin turns into a genuine smile. I'm in love with her...fuck! I'm in love with her! Shit! Shit shit shit! I can't go through loving her again...I can't, loving her was amazing....it was easy, and rewarding....her smile was the reward, I love her smile, but all of this, everything, her smile her laughs, her beautiful personality and body are all temporary.....she'll eventually leave me for some reason...and I'll go back to the guy who was cold and heartless, who would throw himself into work and be that sad pathetic person who isolated himself. Angel! Not even Alec got me to socialize. Then I finally turned back to who I was before...and if I fall for Clary, I'll just go back to that pathetic cold person...i can't be with Clary....I just can't.
