Clarissa's Past [COMPLETED]

Chapter 20

Clarissa's POV:

"Claire." Someone said and poked me. I rolled in my bed and pulled the covers over my head.

"Claryyy." They said again shaking me a little harder. I groaned but didn't move.

"CLARISSA JADELYN MARTIN! GET UP RIGHT NOW!" They-or should I say Will-shouted.

I groaned again and sat up on the bed.

"What is it?" I snapped.

"School." Will answered.

I fell back on the bed and pulled the covers back over my head.

"Clary, you have to wake up."

"No."

He then started to pull my legs out of bed. I kicked him away.

"Claire, come on! Or do you want me to destroy that tree house of yours."

"Try it. It won't break." I mumbled.

"What about the paintings?"

"You love them too much to do such a thing."

"Right." Will said.

It was silent for a few minutes. Then suddenly loud banging noises were being made.

I opened my eyes and saw Will and Alan banging on pots like crazy.

I covered my ears to stop the noise but it didn't help. Then this happened,

"Wake her up! Wake her up! Wake her up! We gotta wake her up!" They shouted in unison.

"Stop!" I shouted.

"We will only stop when you wake up!" Alan shouted back.

"Okay! Okay! I'm up." And they stopped.

"Good and please don't be late." He said and left the room.

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At school, I was walking to my first class, Chemistry.

On the way, I was pulled into a janitor's closet. I yelped when they pulled me in and pinned me against the wall.

It was dark in here but I was able to make out a figure of a guy.

"Shhh! Listen I don't-"

I cut him off by screaming out like a total banshee.

He covered his eyes because of the volume.

"Stop screaming, please!" I kept on screaming.

He put his hand on my mouth to muffle my screams.

"I need your help. Please. I really do." He pleaded.

Next thing I know the door is being kicked open and Alan is beating the guy up. He tried to speak but Alan didn't give him a chance to.

Will came to me and asked, "Are you okay?"

I nodded. My throat was sore from screaming so loud.

Will put his arm around me and pulled me in a hug.

"Who is that?" I asked.

"It's Max."

I looked at Max. He was lying unconscious on the ground and his nose was bleeding and his eye was already turning blue.

"Lets just get out of here." Will said. Alan looked back at Max and nodded.

*~*

Alan drove us home after school. We didn't talk the whole way home.

Alan put an unconscious Max in the trunk of his car. When we reached home Alan pulled him out of the trunk and gave him a good slap.

He groaned and woke up. As soon as he saw us he started backing up away from us.

"Look, I know what you're thinking but I swear I just want to talk." Max said quite scared.

"Don't fall for it." Alan said.

Dad came out of the house and looked at Max.

"You three can leave him with me." Dad said still looking at Max.

We went inside, leaving dad and Max.
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