Jonathan's Return (The Mortal Instruments)

Chapter 4:Bound to The Institute

Chapter 4: Bound to The Institute

Clary wakes up in a familiar room. Clary gasps. The memories of the battle comes flooding to her in a wave of sorrow and anger. Her Jonathan watched her be captured. She should've been pissed right?

You're not mad at him because you love him. He left you to come back for you later and finish the plan. He will always put you first Clary. He told you he's always loved you. You and him are Endgame.

Clary really hated that voice in the back of her head. But the voice was right. Clary, however shocking and confusing, had developed unwavering feelings for Jonathan.

Clary lifts her hand to run through her hair, but her arm is stopped abruptly. She looks down to see that her arms and legs are chained to her bed. As she tries to break free of her restraints, she sees familiar faces surround her bed. She looks from left to right. Gorgeous Jace, Friendly Simon, Intimidating Izzy, Sparkling Magnus and last but not least the always Serious Alec.

"Ha. So what are you gonna do now that you got me, huh? "Clary jibed "You gonna torture me? Get me to reveal all of my Jonathan' little secret?" Jace winced on the last question.

Great. Now I know what will push his buttons. I've got to figure a way out of these chains, so I can get back to him. I need him. I miss him.

"No,Clary," Jace answered. "We aren't gonna hurt you."

"Wait, Jonathan and I totally just trashed your main hallway. Are you even going to tell the Clave about me?"

This time Magnus answered. "No, Clary. We are your friends. And Jace is your boy-"

"No he isn't. " Clary snapped.

She looked around the room at all of the surprised faces. Only Jace didn't look confused. He looked.... happy?

"Magnus just do it already. " Jace commented.

Magnus slowly walked over to me. He placed one hand on my forehead and the other over my heart. He chants a spell only a warlock would know.

Clary went still for a second. Then her eyes snapped open. The restraints were unlocked. She looked around the room and then sprinted out of her room and toward the door leading out to New York.

I'm going to make it. I'm going to see my Jonathan again.

Clary ran as fast as her little legs would carry her. She swings open the large door. She runs outside when she feels her body start to collapse in on her. She falls to her knees with her eyes closed, tears streaming down her face from pain, too afraid to look at the gruesomeness of what was happening to her body.

"Hurts doesn't it?" Jace yells from inside the Institute. "Come inside and I promise it will stop."

Clary slowly crawls back into the Institute. She passes through the door and the pain starts to ebb away. She lies on the carpet and her body, no longer contorted, felt tired and aching. She looks down and sees she's still wearing the outfit from yesterday.

"What did you do to me?" Clary whispers

"Magnus cursed you, so if you try to escape you go through some sort of pain"

Clary grunted with frustration. "Well if I'm stuck here, can I at least change into something else?"

Jace nodded. He helped her up and guided her back to her room where everyone was still waiting for her return.

Hmm. I wonder if my new plan will work on them. I wish I had a way to communicate with Jonathan some how.

Clary, not caring about what they thought about her, shrugged the leather jacket off and stripped off her tight black dress. She only had on her black lace underwear and bra. Everyone looked at her in surprise.

Clary turned around, greeted with wide eyes, looking for her closet. She had to push past Jace and Simon keeping her hands on both their chest, her hands lingering on both of them.

"Excuse me boys." Clary whispers with a wink and seductive grin.

She changes into denim jeans and a skimpy black silk shirt. "Well if I can't leave The Institute, then where can I girl get drunk around here?" Clary seductively says.