5 days till school
I had a dream last night that my dad was still alive and we lived in a nice town where I didn't have to steal to eat a meal or where I didn't have to carry around a gun just to feel safe. A place where if I started crying I would be able to stop and I wouldn't get beaten up to toughen me up. I wished I had a normal childhood, like Jon and Izzy. If I started to cry right now I would be crying all day and I don't think I would be able to stop. It's like bad things follow me. My best friend was shot and killed on the side of the road because someone this thought that she was on the wrong territory, she was just trying to get home to feed her mom who was sick at the time. I watched someone I considered family get arrested while cleaning his car, the cops arrested him because he wasn't white. He had never done anything illegal. Maybe he stole some food from a store a couple times but nothing that wasn't normal for where we lived. I wished so much that my dream was real.
When I woke up I saw Jon laying next to me.
"Jon? What the fuck are you doing in my room."
"I heard you crying. I came in to see if you were ok and when I saw you sleeping I wanted to make sure you knew that you can talk to me anytime you want."
"I don't cry. The last time I cried was when I was 4."
"Believe what you want. What were you dreaming about."
"Living on the good side of town, living with dad, having a caring boyfriend. Hanging out with my friends."
"I'm taking you shopping."
"Why? My clothes are cute as hell."
"Yes but our school doesn't allow your kind of clothes. They want no shoulders, no knees, no collar bones, no nothing."
"Well then, I guess they gonna have a problem with me, I ain't wearing no sweater."
"Izzy is gonna meet up with us, I told her to bring her brother."
I rolled my eyes and I got ready to get out of bed when he put his hand on my arm and I was brought back to a memory of my first boyfriend. He was drunk and I wasn't, he wanted to have sex with me but I wasn't having it. He told me that if I didn't he would get our whole gang to turn on me and my family and that they would shoot my father and everyone I cared about and then they would hunt me down and kill me so I knew not to say no.
"Please don't Jon."
"Don't what?"
"Don't touch me there it brings back memories I'd rather forget."
"I'm so sorry. May I ask what happened."
He removed his hand and sat up facing me.
"Sure." I turned back around to face him. "When I was 13 I had a boyfriend, who was also in the gang with me."
I watched his reaction when I said the word gang, it made his face goes blank. He probably didn't care anyway. Nobody cares.
"He was drunk and he wanted to hook up. I wasn't having it but he said the gang would kill my family and then find me and kill me. I still wasn't having it. He started to get angry and he-" I took a deep breath because I wasn't about to cry. I ain't no pussy. "He told me that I didn't get to decide what was good for my body and he started to rip my clothes off and next thing I knew I was in an abortion clinic with my best friend who died shortly after."
"Clare. I had no idea. I wish I could have been there for you. I would have smacked the shit out of that ass-"
"No. You couldn't have. He was massive. He was also 17."
"You dated a 17 year old?"
"I didn't have a choice. I did what I had to do to survive. If I didn't date him I wouldn't be standing here right now."
I watched him look into my eyes and I could feel tears forming. I turned around to face the wall.
"Can I have some privacy. I'll meet you down stairs in 30."
"I'll call Izzy and tell her to meet us here."
He walked out of the room and I wanted to cry. I wanted to cry so much. I knew I couldn't though. I have to stay strong.
Now time to go through torture with two spoiled rich kids. They better not make me buy pink or I'm gonna freak. I put on a grey tank top and black jeans.
Knock Knock
"Clary? Are you in there." It was my mom. "Do you want some breakfast?"
"No. I don't want anything from you."
"Come on Clary. Don't be like this. Please let me in."
"Fuck off. I don't have to do anything, and definitely not for you."
"Don't be like this. I didn't do anything wrong."
I opened the door and I looked her dead in the eyes.
"You sent me away with dad." I started to tear up. Damn it why do I keep being on the verge of crying. "YOU DID NOTHING TO TRY AND KEEP ME!"
"Clary-"
"Don't you dare apologize. I was perfectly fine without you."
"I- I don't know what to say."
"Then don't say anything. Now I have plans with Jon and his friends, so please get
out of my way."
She moved out of the way and I grabbed my shoes and walked out of my room downstairs and saw Jon and Izzy talking.
"Hey Clary." She turned around when she heard me walking down the stairs.
"Hey Izzy."
"Okay, so your brother should be here any minute right?"
"Jon are you gay? I'm sorry to tell you but I think my brother is straight, unless you want Alec."
"Yeah Jon. You wanna come clean to your little sister."
"No, I'm not gay. I'm only into girls. I'm only into this girl." He looked at Izzy and smiled.
"Izzy don't respond to that. I ain't in the mood to be a third wheel. And I ain't in the mood to witness my brother sleep with you."
"Don't worry Clary. I wasn't planning on it."
There was a knock on the door.
"I got it. You two get back to your little romance."
I walked to the door and I unlocked it and there was another knock on the door.
"I'm right here! Calm your ass down."
I opened the door and saw a blonde haired golden eyed 16 year old boy.
"Hello gorgeous. What are you doing here."
"I live here jackass."
Jon's POV
"I live here jackass."
Oh no. What is Jace doing now.
"We should go make sure Clary doesn't snap your brothers neck."
"Good idea."
We walked over to the door and saw Jace leaning against the door frame and Clary had her arms crossed and putting a lot of her weight in one foot.
"Little Red is a feisty one. I love that in a girl."
"You better watch yourself bitch. I ain't someone you wanna mess with." Clary rolled her eyes and looked at Izzy.
"Is this your brother Izzy."
"Sadly." She looked at Jace and gave him a death glare. "You be nice to Clary, she can snap you in half."
"So that's Little Red's name. Clary."
"Jace. This is my little sister. Clary meet Jace."
"Jackass." She turned around and walked into the kitchen.
"Did I say something wrong?"
"Jace. She watched her father get shot."
"Welcome to the club. But seriously what's her deal."
"My sister grew up in an area with a bunch of gangs with my father. She has a solid wall that she doesn't let down."
"I can break her wall down."
"She'll break your neck before you have the chance. Trust me."
Jace looked and Izzy and laughed to himself.
"So can I come in now?"
"Yeah come in. Try not to mess with my sister anymore then you have already please."
"Yeah yeah. Gang member."
"No Jace I'm serious. She flipped out yesterday because I called her by her full name."
"Her full name? Clary isn't her real name?"
JACE!
"Jace don't push it." Izzy walked over to the door and shut it as Jace walked into the house.
Clary's POV
If I was back home he'd be on the floor by now. He's such an ass. Nobody talks to me like that. I ain't no object. I ain't little either. If he thinks I'm gonna fall in love with him he's mistaken. I want to punch him in the fucking face. I am not denying that he's cute but he's an ass.
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Clary: A fresh start
Fanfiction*I made this when i was like 12-13...It makes no sense and I don't plan on fixing it.* Clary watched her father get shot in a store parking lot, they never found the killer. Clary is being forced to be move in with her mother in New York. The only c...