Bind To

Chapter 5: Her Feelings

Clary slid off the counter, wavering slightly when her bare feet landed against the cold tile. She was thankful that he wouldn't be seeing how bad she looked, but she was also baffled. What had she done? Had he seen- oh no. Clary turned around in front of the mirror, craning her neck to see her back in the mirror. Then she saw what had made him leave. Her shirt was plastered to her back with sweat and grime and through it you could easily see slashes of red across her back. Some were more prominent than others, but they were all there. Clary peeled off the shirt, discarding it to the side and continued looking in the mirror. Whip marks, from every time she had disobeyed and refused to listen to Valentine. She quickly pulled the shirt over and turned around. They were gruesome cuts; he probably couldn't stand to see her like that. Clary stripped off her pair of ripped jeans and pulled the new pants on before glancing at her reflection in the mirror. The outfit was incredible. It fit her slim and underweight figure perfectly and seemed to bring out her green eyes the forest green sweater. They had paired black leggings with it and a pair of brown riding boots, which Clary pulled on. She wetted her hands and ran them through her wild curls, attempting to tame them. Satisfied with her somewhat presentable appearance, she stepped out of the bathroom and scanned the infirmary. Jace had said to meet him out here but he was nowhere to be seen. She chewed at her lip and walked to the large wood doors. Clary then stopped abruptly. Just outside of the doors, she could hear the murmur of voices. Being her curious self, she listened in.
"And how do you explain him suddenly knowing everything about us? This started when she arrived, Jace! No one else has a reason to do this!"
"I can think of plenty of people who could do something like this." There was a pause and the before person continued. "This is because you don't like her isn't it?"
There was a low growl, "Look what see has done to you. You haven't even had a decent conversation and you've already turned into a marshmallow! What happened to you?"
"Fine! Alright fine. I was helping her today and I saw what he did to her. She was whipped Alec! At that moment, many emotions rained over me. The main ones being concern, love and hatred for him. More than before. You wouldn't understand Alec, Magnus hasn't gone through anything this bad."
Alec huffed, "Fine, go back to your lovely girl and tell her how much she means to you. But she's dangerous, don't give her any information."

"I will tell her what I want to tell her."
At that moment, two pairs of footsteps began moving. One was retreating from the door, the other coming towards her. But Clary remained, standing right in front of the door, replaying his words in her mind. The main ones being concern, love and hatred for him. Love. But what really was love? There were different meanings for everyone, what was his?