Chapter 21

"I still don't get it. She's not one of us, yet, where James bit her, it's healed and all that's left is a scar," someone murmurs. Carlisle.

I wake up to the sound of hushed voices and the beeping of the heart monitor. I keep my eyes closed and my breathing steady as I listen to the other person reply. There are two vampires in the room.

"I don't know either Carlisle. I swear I didn't see or do anything on the way here," another male voice says confused. Jasper.

"I'm sure Clary can tell us when she wakes up. She should be up any time now. It's been two days already," Carlisle says and I hear the door open. "Call me if you need anything." The door shuts and all is quiet. Except for that goddamn beeping. Grrr.

Jasper sighs and takes a seat to my right. But says nothing.

"You know," I start opening one eye, surprising Jasper, "this is when you're suppose to say something along the lines of, "oh Clary! Please wake up! What will I ever do without such an awesome person if you're gone!"." I say dramatically.

"But, if you don't want me to, I understand. I'll just go back to sleep." I close my eye and pretend to go back to sleep.

"Clary! No, come on. Open your eyes. I know you heard Carlisle and I's conversation," Jasper says quickly. I open my eyes and pout.

"Come on. You know you wanna say it."

He frowns. "What?"

I lift my hand dramatically and say, "oh Clary! I'm so happy you're awake! I don't know what I would do if you hadn't!" I drop my hands and look at Jasper, patiently waiting for him to speak. He sighs.

"Oh Clary! I'm so happy you're awake! I don't know what I would do if you hadn't!" Jasper says emotionless. I frown and pout.

"Fine, but next time give me some emotion. If you were auditioning for a play, I would kick your sorry ass out, cuz that sucked buddy."

He gives me a withering look as he knocks on my head.

"I think hitting your head and losing blood made you more crazier. Something I thought wasn't possible," he says.

I stick my tongue out and cross my arms, but don't say a thing. He rolls his eyes and glances down at my arms, narrowing his eyes as he glances back at my face. I drop my gaze and pull my arms closer towards me.

"Clary," he says softly, "ya gonna explain what the crazy tattoos and fast healing is all about?"

I swallow and laugh humorlessly, "hahaha, not really," I murmur. He sighs and grabs my wrist lightly. I flinch as he turns my hand over, exposing my wrists. He glances up at me, a questioning look in his eyes, filled with hesitation and concern.

I shake my head and pull my hand from his grasp.

"Where's Lilith? My phone?"

He sighs again before standing and heading over to the counter. He grabs my phone and gives it to me before heading out the door. Only to come back a few minutes later with Lilith in tow.

"Clary!" She jumps up onto the bed and looks at me with concern. "Are you alright? They wouldn't let me in the room till now. They came and picked me up, Kristina had to disappear thou."

I nod. "It's alright. I'm fine. But are you ok?" She nods excitedly.

"Uh-huh. Uncle Emmett has been real fun and funny. So is Aunt Rosalie. Aunt Alice is kinda driving me insane. And that brown haired human, Bella I think it was. Keeps pacing. Driving me insane!" Lilith rambles.

"Aunt? Uncle?" I frown. "Bella! Bring her here. I need to see her," I say glancing at Jasper. He nods and hurries to get her.

A minute later, their back.

"Clary. Oh my gosh! Are you alright?" Bella asks as she hurries to my side and looks me up and down.

I nod. "I'm alright. Are you alright?" I say looking her in the eyes, that question holding so much more meaning than that one little question.

She nods. "Thank you," she murmurs. I nod and give my famous small, close mouthed smiles.

"Well, when am I getting out of this hell whole? Or are they imprisoning me for some bad deeds." I smirk.

"You'll be out tomorrow. Just in time for prom." Bella rolls her eyes. I do the same.

"Yippee, because going to prom has been my life goal," I say sarcastically.

"Well, since I'm wearing a dress, then you have to too," Bella says. "Its black," she adds hurriedly as I start to groan.

I sigh and still groan. "I hate dresses."