Isabella Branwell had always considered the Lightwoods to be her family rather than her own so when the Branwell's decide to move to Idris, Bella and the Lightwoods fought for her to stay in New York with them when she was 10.
After 12 years of ro...
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12 years ago...
"Isabella Mora, we are leaving for Idris this afternoon. You must have everything packed by then!" I hear my mother shout from the other side of the door, I pretend not to hear her and continue crying on my floor, curled in a ball in the corner.
I was told last night that I was expected to move to Idris with the rest of the Branwell's today. I was told to leave my friends, my life, my family behind. To forget about them. My entire life was going to change because my parents decided that they could obtain a better reputation for our name.
I was completely against leaving and hadn't left my room since they told me. I heard a knock on the door and saw Maryse walk in. She gave me a sympathetic smile and sat next to me on the floor, I wrapped my hands around her neck and pulled her in for a tight hug.
"Oh, Isabella." She whispered "You might like Idris, its beautiful there. You can make new friends." She started in an attempt to calm me down. Unbeknownst to me, while Maryse was with me, Robert was pleading my parents to let me stay in New York under their care.
"I dot want new friends, I don't want to leave. Please don't let them take me away. This is my home, this is were my family is. I try to persuade her and she hugs me tighter.
After a few moments of silence she nods pulling away "I know, Bella but its what your parents have decided." She says before kissing my head and leaving my room.
***
A few hours later my bedroom door is pushed open hastily and a disheveled raven haired boy appears. He takes one look at me and rushes towards me pulling me onto his lap. "Mum just told told me what they're making you do." He whispers as tears fall down his cheek.
"I don't want to leave you, Alec." I tell him through my sobs. He kisses my head and nods.
"I won't let them take you." He says and holds me tighter "I heard mum and dad talking to them, they're trying to convince them to let you stay here. Mum just portaged to Idris to convince the Consul." He tells me and I look at him with eyes filled with hope.
"Really? She's doing that for me?" I ask him quietly.
Alec nods and cups my face in his hands "You are a Lightwood, you know that." He whispers with a small smile.
After a few minutes of Alec quietly reassuring me he moves us to the bed and holds me while I fall asleep.
***
Waking up to being slightly shook, I open my eyes to see a flurry of black hair and I smell Alec's familiar scent telling me that he had fallen asleep next to me. I turn around and see Maryse sitting on the bed and she smiled at me.
I looked at her confused as she holds my hand and her smile grows as she says "You're staying here, Bella. Your parents and Lydia have left for Idris." She says and a smile immediately grace my face and I squealed quietly.
I was a little upset that they had just left without saying good-bye but I was overwhelmed with happiness at the thought of being bale to stay here.
I looked up at her "Really?!" I asked and she nodded. "How did you convince them?" I asked her and she shook her head.
"I spoke to the Consul but it doesn't matter. You're staying here with us." She says and I pull her into a tight hug.
She kisses my head and tucks the duvet over Alec and I a little more before moving my hair out of my face "Get some sleep." She says and walks out.
I went to sleep that night full of appreciation and gratitude towards Maryse and Robert without fully knowing the extent of what they had sacrificed to keep me with them.
That was the night I felt as though I was a Lightwood.
