Summary: That night at Taki's after Valentines ship Clary leaves and goes to California to start a singing career. She leaves everyone devastated. 2 years later, Isabelle is listening to the radio and heard a song that she liked and heard that the artist was touring around New York to do shows. She got tickets for herself, Jace and Alec. What happens when the artist is actually Clary? J/C. Angst and fluff.

Her Voice

Chapter One

CPOV

"I'll just be your brother from now on"

It just kept replaying in my mind. Over and over again. It hurt. Too much. The look of hope in his eyes. Hope that she would be pleased. She wasn't. She would never be pleased. Ever again. Ever.

"That's what you wanted, wasn't it?"

No. Jace no. That's not what I wanted. Did you remember that I came to tell you something as well. Well, don't worry about that. It's unnecessary now.

So, I lied.

"Yes. That's what I wanted"

It hurt more than anything. More than being slowly slaughtered by large knives being slashed through my body. More than literally being eaten alive by wolves. More than being kicked in the stomach when you haven't eaten in days. How my heart lurched and twisted in my chest. I swore it would have jumped out of my throat if I had opened my mouth. It was physically and mentally agonizing. I felt like dying. But I ended up leaving.

Leaving Simon.

Leaving Isabelle.

Leaving Jocelyn.

Leaving Luke.

Leaving Alec.

Leaving him.

I left everyone I loved behind and started a new life. A new life far away from the pain and heart-ache.

JPOV

"Clary? Clary! Clary, where are you?" I shouted into the darkness

Clary. My mind repeated. Where was she? She could be anywhere. Anywhere in this whole entire world and I was only searching in New York.

What had I done to deserve her to disappear? Just after I'd given her what she had wanted.

A salty drop of moisture leaked its way down his cheek. Tears? I'm crying? No! Yes. I sighed. I want to cry. I want to be weak and vulnerable.

She had gone and I had no idea where she was. It was the feeling of knowing you should be doing something and getting somewhere; but knowing it isn't going to work. Feeling empty and hollow. There was no heart inside him. She had taken it with her when she left. The first tear fell to the ground. His first tear since he was a child. So young and helpless. But he was like a child now. With no one to love, no one to smile to ,no one to spill your feelings and heart to but the wind. And all the wind did was wisp it away; never to come back.

Okay, that's just the first chapter. We will have the '2 years later' thing in the next chapter though.

R&R my lovely little cupcakes. Unless you like being stuffed into ice-cream tubs. *laughs evilly*

- LoveLace LustrousLeather

xoxo