"Clary!" Someone calls my name, I turn to see Justin, coming towards me with a set of keys. I take them. "What the-" "My car keys." I look at him.
"How are you gonna get home then?" He nods toward the public bus stop. "That. Five o clock bus. You go home, get ready." So he did hear.
I have to tell Jake. If Justin can't keep his mouth closed, then Blake will go after him. Him and Jake. But if he's staying till five,
I can't confront him about what he saw, I'll have to do it when I get home. But it will be late tonight. "Take my car, drive to your house, get things, get ready. Please."
"Um, okay. But I-" Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. My phone vibrating makes me jump. "Clary, I have stuff to do tonight. Just go to your house."
Do as he says.
From Unknown
I look at Justin and glance behind him. Sure enough, Jake is standing there, his back turned. "Um, okay. I'll see you tonight-" "Okay. Tonight then." Justin says, walking back into the building. My questions will just have to wait, I guess.
I glance at Jacob and Blake as they get on the bus, Caroline chatting there heads off. I smile to myself as they mount the bus to who knows where. "Clary, are you going to Colby's-" "Yeah. Everyone knows now stop asking." Chris raises an eyebrow. "Don't get bitchy now." I look at him from the side. "I'm not." He shrugs. "Whatever. Need a ride?" "No, I'm driving with Jake."
"From our Chemistry class? Then, I guess don't drive like you do with me." He smirks and walks towards the football team. I bite my lip and shoulder my bag. I turn and walk to Justin's Toyota and get in. The ride home I jammed out to the radio. Singing along to the music, and dancing.
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I turn the engine off and walk up the apartment steps. Leaving my bag in the car, I book it to the door, shoving the keys in, and running to my room. It looks foreign, to be honest. Living with Justin made me forget what my old bedroom looks like. I search through my closet, deciding on a dark blue dress like Hazel wore in The Fault In Our Stars.
I run to the bathroom next, putting on some light, but natural makeup with winged eyeliner. Buzz buzz buzz. I pull out my phone and read the message. Jake. It says. I click open and read:
Don't turn around.
I gasp as I look up in the mirror and see Jake right behind me. "Don't ever scare me like that." I growl. "Oops." I turn and see him. He's in a black tuxedo with a white tie, his blue eyes shining brightly. "You look lovely, Clary." I feel my heart beat falter and-"She does, doesn't she?" A too-familiar voice says. I turn around to see Blake eyeing me. "Same to you, Blake." I choke out. Jake moves as I walk past him and past Blake to head to the kitchen. Even the kitchen looks old.
I grab my black side purse from the table and walk back to the door. "Guys lets-" Beep, beep. I look out the window to see Jake honking the horn at me. I sigh and walk out, locking the door behind me. As my heels click on the pavement, I walk towards the car. Jakes eyes following me the whole way. I slide into the backseat and mumble for Jake to drive.
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The funeral went really good to my surprise. Colby's parents apologized for what Colby done. I told them it was fine and that they had nothing to worry about. Jake and Blake had a good time I think. They stood inside by Chris and Tyler, who seemed displeased that they both came with me.
Caroline and I both went to look at Colby together, and even more to my surprise, he looked fine. Which is weird compared to the blood splatter on that grave. Speaking of graves, I need to see my dad. I'll do it the day after Fall Festival. As Jake pulls into Justin's driveway, I get out.
Blake hands me the keys Jake threw him and I grab them. "Thanks, Clarissa." I say your welcome and walk inside. One light is on. Justin must be home. I look over to Jake and he's already started walking. "See ya tomorrow!" Blake yells over his shoulder, running to keep up with his brother.
I smile after him and walk inside. "Justin?" I say, walking through the house. "Mr. Peters? Hello?" Still no answer. I move to his bedroom, and see the door is slightly cracked. "Mr. Peters?" I say as I walk in, opening the door and flipping on the light. What I see surprises me. A messy room. I figured Justin would at least keep his room clean.
I sigh and walk to his nightstand where a picture of him when he was very young and two younger boys are playing. One has white hair, and the other one with black hair. I open the nightstand dresser and pull out a letter.
To: My Lovely Sons
From: Papa and Mama
I open the paper slightly and the light cuts off. I jump. "Hello?" As I flip on the cellphone flash light, I lay the letter back in the drawer, closing it. I make my way through the house, trying not to break anything. Where is Mr. Peter's? He's late. Very late. And I need to ask him those questions!
I flip on the emergency lights. "Clary Jones?" I jump at the sound of my name. "Y-yes?" I turn to see a pale figure looking at me. "My name is Raphael. I'm sure you will know who I am after tonight." I look down at my phone in hand, afraid to look straight at Raphael.
"What do you want?" I say with ease surprisingly. He turns around on the orange couch. "Ha! Its always 'what do you want' or 'please don't hurt me'. I swear." He shakes his head and I get the nerve to look up. A boy with dirty blond hair and brown eyes is staring at me.
He gets up and I can see he's wearing a regular light blue t shirt, and denim kaprees. His hair was spiked up and his eyebrow raised. "I just wanna talk for a second, Clarissa. You see, I know my cousins are murdering everyone in this town. Now I was just-" "Cousins? What? Jacob a-and Blake-" "Are my cousins, and if you interrupt me again, I'll slap you. Understand?" I nod and mumble, "Yeah I guess."
He walks over to me, in a pair of... Flip-flops? I almost laugh. What kind of murderer wears flip-flops? I look at him. "Good. You know they just don't murder these people for own liking or amusement right? That would be just silly." I feel a chill roll down my spine. "Now, please, excuse me for what I'm about to do but, a job is a job." "What-" the next thing I know I'm thrown into the kitchen, pain stabbing from my head and everywhere else.
Get up. I have to get up or at least do something. He's going to kill me. "HEL-" A fist flies into my temple, pain shooting from it. I scream and his fist lands a punch on my ear. "Please!" I choke out, blood slurring my words. My head is beginning to throb. I can't pass out. I can't. He'll kill me. I can't die.
I try getting up, placing my hand on the aluminium floor. Raphael's foot connects with my stomach and blood hurls out of my mouth, staining the white floor crimson red. "JAKE-" I choke out before his hand connects to my throat. He starts squeezing, choking me. I gasp for air, struggling. My lungs are burning from oxygen loss. I try punching, doing anything but I'm weak, I can only cough out blood.
I'm done for. This is the end. He's going to kill me, and then Jake will be attending my funeral. As my eyes are slipping closed, the door bursts open, light flooding the room. "Raphael!" I hear Justin yell. What the hell? How does he know him? Next thing I know, I'm on the floor, gaining air but loosing consciousness again.
"Attacking my girl?!" That was Jake! Jacob! "Jacob..." I choke out and automatically feel arms lifting me up. "Clary, its okay. Your okay now." Jacob picks me up and I feel him carrying me up the stairs. Every so often whispering, "I've got you now." I remember Jake carrying me into a car and him driving.
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The next day at school I had to wear a lot of makeup to cover up. But my friends still noticed. "Clary, where you attacked again?!?!" Caroline says. I nod. "Don't tell my mom." Chris downs his head, as Tyler touches the finger marks on my throat. "Thank God Jake found you. As soon as I find out who it is, Clary. I'll get em."
I look at Chris who raises up in his desk and looks at me sternly. "Make no plans for Saturday. We all need to talk." Mrs. Higgins- our homeroom teacher- begins calling roll. I pay attention and say 'here' when she says my name, but focus on Chris. Soon, I'll have to explain to them why Mr. Peters, Blake, and Jake stay out of school a lot. The real reason of why I always get "attacked". But they'll find out after I find out for myself.
I have no idea what's happening in Granger county. But I wanna find out. I glance at the empty desks behind me and Caroline. Jake and Blake stayed out to talk to Raphael. I didn't even know that they had family. I have more questions than answers but hopefully by Saturday, which is in three days sinse today is Tuesday. I have questions to ask everybody. Questions that I need answers to. Badly. Ugh.
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Dun. Dun. Dun. Another one! Jeez, I'm sorry. Still love me? No? Eh. Okay. But I still love you! Lol. Hey guys, its Jordan again, obviously because who else would own this account? xD
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Anyways I tried a new style of writing right in the middle of the chapter. I'm so sorry about that. But I like it better than my old ways, so I think I'll keep trying it.
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