Trauma And Luxury

Clary and Mr. Clark followed the loud crashing and the shouts until they reached the living room. That was when they saw what was going on.

Selena was crying and begging Ace to stop and he did not. She did not know what to do. It was like Ace was possessed. The only solace she had was that it would end; that his fit of rage would end.

It always did. It was not the first time that Selena saw Ace this way. It often happened when he was triggered by his past or something that made him really angry. And although it happened often, Selena still did not know how to respond every single time that it did.

Ace grabbed another vase and lifted it in the air before smashing it hard on the marble floor. It came down with a loud crash, causing everyone to flinch. “I’m not him! I’m not my f*cking dad!” He roared as he reached for something else to destroy.

All Ace could see was red. He was so angry at his dad. He had so much darkness in him and he just wanted to feel okay but he did not know how