(Clary's Pov)
"CLARISSA MORGENSTERN GET YOUR ASS UP!" Valentine shouted at me. It's starting, this happens every day the same thing over and over. I hopped out of bed, morning grogginess taking a toll on me as I tried to focus on picking out my clothes for the day. I sort through my outfits though none of them really stand out to me. I decide on something basic and lay it out on my bed for later. I walk into my bathroom, the painfully bright LED light blinding me as I switch on the light. I quickly got undressed just wanting to get this over with.
I turn the water on, the warm water soothing me as I step in. After I changed, I put on some basic makeup and took out my stele to activate my healing rune to make my bruises and wounds go away.
I headed my way downstairs to grab some breakfast when Valentine and Jonathan started to yell at me. I came home late because there were way more demons than I knew about. "Clarissa Morgenstern, would you like to explain to us why you came home 3 hours late?" Valentine said with a stern voice.
"I was on a mission and I went alone, there were more demons than I thought, no one told me how many demons there were." I said, crossing my arms and rolling my eyes.
"NO excuses, you were late, so you are grounded, you don't go anywhere but school and missions." Valentine shouted. I got so mad I stomped out of the house grabbing my keys, I slammed the door and made my way to school.
Once I arrived at school, I got out of my car, locked the door and headed into school. On my way to my locker, I passed by this group of people and all of them were looking at me. There were two guys and one girl. The girl had midnight black hair, brown eyes, she had a body like an hourglass, she was like a goddess. There was a guy with a golden-like blonde hair, with golden eyes. His body was sculpted and he had big muscles and I could tell from under his t-shirt. The other boy had midnight black hair with blue eyes, he and the girl must be siblings; they look so much alike. He also had a nice body. All three of them have runes all over their necks and arms which makes me believe that they are Shadowhunter's. Now that I'm thinking about it, they go to the same institute that I go to, the blonde guy whose name is Jace, and his siblings Alec and Isabelle." After that the bell rang, I closed my locker and made my way to my first class. As soon as I got into the room, I took a seat in the back. I then saw Jace walk in the room and he came and sat down right in front of me. A few minutes later, my English teacher Mrs. Bloom came in and started her lesson, which made me bored out of my mind. The rest of the school day flew by as it was filled with the typical long lectures and repetitive worksheets. I don't get how they expect us to learn anything when it's all one big memory game. Though, before I knew it, the day was over. It went by so slowly yet so quickly, time is weird like that, I guess.
When I got home, I found my Valentine drunk lying on the couch. I tried to sneak past him, but he caught me before I could get upstairs. "Not so fast, come here!" Valentine shouted at me in a very aggressive tone. I put my head and my bag down, then made my way to him. When I got to him, he stood up and walked closer to me. When he was extremely close, he slapped me across the face. "That's what you get for walking out and slamming the door before we finished our conversation! "Valentine shouted as he took another hit at me. He just kept on hitting and hitting me over and over. He punched me in the stomach and as I clenched my stomach, he grabbed my neck and lifted me up choking me as he did. Next thing I knew I was being thrown across the room, my back hitting the wall. I started coughing up blood and when I looked up, he was making his way towards me. I reached in my back pocket, looking for my stele to heal myself, but before I could he took my stele and broke it. I struggled to get away, but he picked me up by my neck once more. "This is what you get, you little bitch!" Valentine yelled at me as he picked up his beer bottle, breaking it on a nearby table. He stabbed me in my stomach and I tried to scream, but nothing came out. He finally let go of my neck and dropped me to the floor, walking upstairs as he was apparently satisfied with the damage he's done. I stayed there on the floor for what seemed like forever before crawling across the floor into the bathroom. I slowly lifted myself up using the sink to balance myself. I opened one of the drawers in the bathroom, frantically looking for the first aid kit. When I was patching myself up, I manage to get up and go to my room. I got in my room and laid down on my bed crying myself to sleep.