Clary: A fresh start

Chapter 12

(Same outfits as last chapter.)
There he was standing there like nothing ever happened. Like he didn't breakup with me because i was moving here.
"CiCi?"
Also don't ask me where the name CiCi came from but it was my name.
"Sebastian? What the fuck are you doing here." He tried to go in for a hug but I wouldn't let him.
"You just catcalled me and slapped my ass, you broke up with me because I moved here and now your here. So what do you want."
"My parents were killed, they sent me here." He looked down at the ground and rubbed his hand on the back of his neck.
"I don't believe you." I turned around to continue walking and he grabbed my shoulder and turned me around fast. Before I could realize what was happening his lips smashed into mine. I couldn't push him back he had his hands on my shoulders making it impossible for me to pull back.
"Sebastian. What are you doing." I tried to pull back a little but his grasp on me was to much. His group made a barricade around us so nobody would see it or bother us. I just want to go home.
"I'm claiming my property." He grabbed my hand and pulled me into a closet near by.
"You ready baby girl."
"Get away from me your foul." I tried to get closer to the door so I could leave and run back to Jace, but I couldn't he was blocking the door.
He started kissing down my neck going towards my chest. "Sebastian what are you doing."
I tried to push him off of me but it wasn't working he just kept coming back. He slammed me against the wall and I was able to grab something from the shelf's next to me. I grabbed some blue bottle and I threw it at his head.
"What the fuck was that, you little bitch."
I picked up something else and I threw it at his dick.
"You bitch. I'll be back for you sweetheart."
What a good first day of school this has become. He walked out and I slid down to the ground and just collapsed. I think I'm gonna be late to biology.
I started leaving the closet to find that someone had locked it from the outside. Great I'm stuck in a closet.
Izzy. I need Izzy.
Izzy has a free period so I knew I wouldn't be pulling her out of class.
I decided to text her Incase someone was listening.
Clary-
Iz help. Someone locked me in a closet. I can't get out. It's the one close to the lunch room. Please get here fast I'm gonna be late biology. I'll explain when you get here.
Izzy-
By the angel, I'm on my way.
Izzy showed up two minutes later to me crumpled up on the floor.
"Clary! What happened!"
"I'm fine."
"You were locked in a closet. Tell me what happened or I'm getting your brother."
"My brother. What's he gon' do. Tell our dad."
"Clary come on." She dat down next to me and I put my head on her shoulder.
"Iz I'm sorry I snapped at you, you were just being a good friend. Thank you."
"There's no need to thank me. Now tell your best friend what's bothering you."
I told her. I told her everything. I forgot all about bio.
I told her how neither parent fought for me when they got a divorce and how when my dad got me he would throw me in a closet for hours at a time and feed me very little food until I was 6. I told her how I joined the gang and everything up to when my dad was shot.
"So why are you locked in a closet?" She looked down at me with tears in her eyes and put her arm around my shoulder.
"My ex. His name is Sebastian. He and his group of assholes surrounded me and he was there catcalling me and shit like that. When I turned around to take in the faces of people surrounding me, I saw his face. He cornered me into this closet and I threw stuff at him and ended up here. Locked in." I put my knees up to my face and rested my face on my knees.
Iz has nothing to say. She just stared.
(A/N- Clizzy am I right. Lol, not in this story, not yet at least.)
"Sorry Iz, I cant miss art. Raphael would know something is up. He is involved in his students life's. I gotta go."
I stood up and dusted the dirt and dust off of my legs and Izzy held her hand up gesturing me to help her up. I grabbed her hands and pulled her up almost falling over.
"Thanks." She dusted herself off and fixed the makeup that was running down my face and put my hair back behind my ear.
"Common Clary. Let's get going."
She walked me to Raphael's room and she was in the next room over which was good because now I didn't have to walk out of school alone.
"Hey Clary. How has your first day of school?" He was sitting at his desk with my drawing and a few other sad drawings other student had drawn sitting on top of it.
"It was fine." I sat down and took out a piece of paper and a pencil and started drawing Jace and Izzy.
Bisexual struggles am I right.
As other students starting filling into the room Raphael started showing off some of his favorite drawings that he's seen throughout the day.
The first one he showed was mine. I tuned out what he did because I got so nervous because he pulled out my drawing. Nobody ever likes my art.
Art was something I did to distract myself back in Louisiana. It distracted me from my fucked up life.
He showed a few other drawings and then gave us out our assignment that we would be doing for the next few days.
Drawing our favorite place in the whole world.