A/N: Hi. I'm sorry i deleted my last story, it just wasn't going anywhere and i felt I wasn't putting my heart and soul into it. Anyway here is a new idea. This is going to be a collective of oneshots of Jace and Clary. You can review and send me new idea for different oneshots and i garentee i will use them all. XOXO- TRex077. ; )
Disclaimer:
Jace: Do you own me?
Me : No, sorry Jace. I don't.
Jace: But why. (Pouting)
Me : Because you belong to Cassandra Clare. Even your golden eyes... (Day-dreaming)
Jace: So, you like my eyes.
Me : Yes. I mean no. (Blushing)
Jace: Sure (Smirking)
Me : (Walking away)
Oneshots-one
Neglected
Clary's POV
Sometimes life is unfair. Sometimes life doesn't go your way. And sometimes you don't get enough recognition. Now that is me. My name is Clarissa Adele Seraphina Fray Fairchild Morgenstern. Or for short Clary Fray. I'm a dancer, i do all sorts of forms. Tap, ballet, gymnastics, ice skating, you name it and I've done it. I have bright red hair and green eyes that shine and the most pale skin, i am the carbon copy of my mom. I don't have the best relationship with my family well I don't think i have one at all.. i am invisible to them. All they can really see is my twin brother Jonathon. He has almost white hair but the same green eyes like my mother and i. My father instead would have black eyes, well dark brown. We are both 17 and were born one after the other. They have been to every football game, all his swimming trials. And he gets everything he wants. A new phone, xbox, a tv in his room. He gets it all. When i get what i earn. I have a job and i get all the money my team and i earn when we win dance competitions. And most of all i get money from the one person in my whole life who believed in, loved me, raised me. My grandmother, Seraphina Morgenstern. She has blonde hair and the most mesmerizing blue eyes you have ever seen. She was a gynecologist, a very good one at that. She is my inspiration and basically the only family i have. She is my mother, father, brother and whatever else wrapped in one. She is one of the reasons that when i am older i want to open my own dance studio, I want to help children and other families because i never really got a whole one my self, although my granny is amazing. It wouldn't hurt to have a real family, with a mother that cooks for you, yep i cook my own food because they don't make enough or even call me for dinner and my grandma eats earlier and is a sleep by then, a protective brother and a loving and caring father instead of the stone faced one i got stuck with.
There's a place i go to calm down and i know this might seem weird but i go to the orphanage. The first time I walked in there i noticed everyone had a smile. It was all because of a little girl named Emma. She was the cherry on top of any dessert. She was abandoned at birth and was left outside the orphanage. I spend a lot of time there so he kinda latched onto me. She was a mini me...
I am a person with big goals. I want to be a dance teacher. I want to win the championship dance competition. But my biggest dream is to travel to Paris first class and go and see every single painting in the Louve. One day i always tell myself knowing it may never happen. Well no i stand backstage with my team and we are about to head of the the championship dance competition. As I said this is one of my dreams well my whole teams dream.
I take a deep breath just as our couch came up to me.
"Breathe Clare. You are going to kick ass out there." I could only nod. He called the rest of the team and i said our signature poem.
"Black for hunting through the night,
For death and mourning the colour is white.
Gold for a bride in a wedding gown,
Red to call enchantment down.
White silk when bodies burn,
Blue banner when the lost return.
Flame for the birth of a nephilim,
and to wash away our sins.
Grey for knowledge best untold,
Bones for those who don't grow old.
Saffron lights the victory march,
Green to mend our broken hearts.
Silver for the demon towers,
and bronze to summon wicked powers."
I have no idea where that came from but we like it.
"And now, would the Shadowhunters please come on stage," the announcer said. The girls slapped butts while the boys bro hugged.
We walk out on stage an take our places. I take a quick look around for my parents but don't see them, i told them i had my competition today and how important it was and I thought just maybe the could come just this once. But as i take a look around i sigh in defeat, although my granny is sitting on the couch at home watching us live. We will be dancing to the song OK by Robin Schulz. The musics starts and we are all ready.
Clary's POV
Time jump- after the dance.
As we exit the i can't help but smile. We did fantastically. All the moves and choreography came together. The feel of the music and the way your adrenaline just kicks in is amazing and i can't wait for the results. The winning team get to compete against worldwide dance groups in the national competition. Plus the get a million dollars. Well now all i can do is wait.
Clary's POV
Time jump- results are being revealed.
"And in third place is... The City of Bones," the announcer said as i watched as they went to receive there award. I was shaking with nerves.
"Now in second place is... Heavenly Fire,"
Just one more place.
"And in first place for their outstanding performance... The... Shadowhunters."
We all jumped up and cheered and screamed. I jumped onto Dwayne's back and we ran on stage in tears.
"Who would like to say a few words?" The announcer asked. Everyone looked at me. I had choreographed most of the dance and helped design the costumes i was like captain. I grabbed the mike. And took a deep breath. I knew what i was going to say.
"My team and i had a goal. And we are standing on top of this stage right now because we achieved that goal. We put in hard work, effort and commitment and look where we are. Holding a golden trophy. I would like to thank every single person who contributed to our performance. Whether is be making th costumes or music or even wishing us good luck because those words actually mean a lot. Now that was on behalf of my team but from me i would like to say thank you to my grandmother because I couldn't have done it with out her and lastly to you. All of you who showed up today. The money that was raised from selling tickets goes to the New York Orphanage that is just around the corner form here. There is a very special someone my team and i would like to say hello to. Her name is Emma. When i first visited the orphanage Emma was the light in dark. She has a contagious smile and an adorable laugh and made everyone in there have a smile on there face. And lastly I want to say thank you to my team. You guys are one of my biggest inspirations." I walked backstage with a smile on my face and a trail of clapping hand behind me.
Jace's POV
When people look at me they immediately think that i am a playboy and a party rocker. Well I'm not. I may be tall and literally olden with my eyes, tan and hair but why do i have to show it off. My parents tell me i am too humble. My full name is Jonathon Christopher Herondale or Jace for short. I am the copy of my dad, except fro my eyes, i get those from my mom. My dad has blue eyes. My mom was Celine and my dad was Stephan.
My parents told me that we are going to meet one of my dad's work colleges and his family today. But also that the Lightwoods, my cousins, were attending to. That will make the night a little more fun. I was wearing dark jeans and a white loose button up shirt. I wasn't the type to were tight clothes to show off my muscles and stuff. I like to have some personal space.
The dinner that we are going to, my father said that his friend has two children. A girl and a boy. Same age as us. 17. Maybe i could make some new friends. Maybe. I look out the widow to see that the car that was picking us up was here. I went down and got in and waited for my parents. Once we were all accounted fro we drove on.
Time jump- At Stephan's friends house.
Jace's POV
We knocked on the door and a moment later it was opened my a man with pale, almost white hair and dark brown almost black eyes. He had a huge smile on his face.
"Stephan, you made it," he said.
"I did," was all my dad said.
We made our way inside and there were two people standing there. We started making introductions...
Time jump- a few hours later.
Jace's POV
Dinner was going well. The Lightwood arrived a little after we did and we all talked until it was time for dinner. The three ladies, Isabelle, my mom, and Jocelyn got along well and Alec and i bonded well with Jonathon. We were all at the dining table now eating the only sound was the cutlery hitting the plate until my dad asked,
"Valentine, where is your daughter. You said you had two children."
Valentine looked confused as to what my dad was saying, as if he had forgotten he had a second child. He was going to answer when there was a load bang and Valentines mother came pounding down the stairs. Jocelyn had told us she was sleeping.
"Mother, what are you doing?" Asked Valentine.
"Waiting," was all she said. Just then a car pulled up outside and we heard the engine shut of and keys jiggling. Then someone stepped through the door. She was a carbon copy of Jocelyn. She was... was...beautiful. I have never called a girl beautiful before. She had tear stains down her cheeks. Was she upset.
Just then grandma Seraphina ran and hugged her and they both started crying. Not caring who was in the room. Once they recovered that turned around. And she spoke in a voice that sounded so sweet.
"I'm sorry didn't know we had an audience. My names Clarissa but please call me Clary, I'm going to go have a quick shower and i will be right back."
And then she was gone. We all stood stunned for a moment.
"That was my daughter," said Valentine. We all nodded an continued eating. Grandma Seraphina soon joining us.
About twenty minutes later Clary came back in dark wash jeans and a top that said champion and the biggest smile on her face. Her green eyes twinkling. We all stood up and introduced ourselves to Clary. She seemed nice. Once she sat down we started a conversation.
"So Clary where have you been?You weren't here when we came," her granny asked with a glint full tone.
"I was at a dancing competition,"
"Really, is that what that whole crying thing was all about? Did you not win?" I asked.
"No, actually we won the championships so now we are going nationals to compete world wide." She said. I was going to ask another question when Jonathon butt in.
"Mom, dad i have a football game on Friday will you be able to attend?"
"But you said you will come to watch me practice, to watch the ice skating performance," said Clary in a sad voice.
"Of course we will be there Jonathon. We wouldn't miss it for the world," replied Valentine. I was about to say something about Clary's practice when my dad and Robert Lightwood cut in.
"Football," they both said and everyone at the table including Alec and Izzy lurched into a conversation a bout football. I sat and started at Clary and what i saw saddened me. She was getting up from the table, trying to hold back tears. But a few slipped out and she quickly brushed them away with her hand. She put her plate in the sink grabbed some book thing and went outside. I was not engaging in the conversation so i followed her.
Clary's POV
This is what i am talking about. They never see me. At all. Not even the Lightwoods saw me. He saw you. My brain told me. Ahh. Jace. Yes he asked me a question but there is a difference between being curious and wanting to generally be interested. I am going to go for the latter. I couldn't stay in there any longer so I left. Took my workbook and went to my favorite place. The garden. I have always loved the garden. When i was little i serpent every minute out here. More than three time a week i wanted to camp outside and granny let me. Said she couldn't say no to my cute face. And how my eyes sparkle when I asked. I took a seat on the bench next to the water fountain. I remember when i was small enough to swim in there. I look at my workbook and think. My book in my most prize possession. It has costume designs for our dances, choreographed dance routines and my drawings. Beside for dance and music i am a fairly good artist. I wouldn't say i was great but good. Some people write what they want to say, i draw. So in other words, this book is like my diary.
I open the book and flip to the next blank page, passing all of my other work. When i have my new page i grab the pencil from the spine of the book and just let my hands do all the work not really paying any attention to what i am drawing. I am startled out of my daze when someone sits next to me. Not just someone. Jace.
"What are you doing out here?" I ask.
"Well for staters," he said in a melodic voice, "i was not really into the conversation that they are having in there and secondly, you looked a bit glum when they didn't acknowledge you presence in. So i though why not come and get to know you. And what better way that to do it without all the other nitwits here with us. So let me start us of on getting to know each other. My name is Jace and i go to Idris high school. And a question for you, why don't i see you at school?"
Well Jace, my name is Clary. And you don't see me at school because with my crazy schedule my couch said that he rather have us go online. But since the nationals in only in a year and a half's time, my team and i will be joining Idris on Monday," I said after i got over the shock of what he said.
"Really, wow, ok. Ummm. Why don't we play a game of 100 questions?", he asked.
"Ok" and we launched onto the game asking each other stupid questions.
A few hours later….
We have been playing the game for a while now and decided to ask harder questions. It was going well until Jace asked…
"Why were you crying earlier?"
"My whole life has been like this. I am overshadowed by my brother. My parents barely acknowledge me. They have never been to a competition or practice. They didn't even raise me. My grandma did. She is like a whole family wrapped in one,". I said sadly, i tear escaping my eye. I was going to brush it away when a warm hand came and did it for me. And i swear there were sparks. I looked up and got lost in the gold swirls of Jace's eyes. We were both leaning in...honk...we both jumped back to see that he was leaving. We said our good byes and parted ways. Well I will see him on Monday. I though as i got ready for bed and fell into a sleep filled with gold eyes and blond locks.
Time jump- six months.
Clary's POV
The last few moths have been stressful. I was always running around to try and get things sorted for a small show or competition we were dancing in. And the sexual tension between Jace and i was high. I think i might be in love with him. He is so kind and generous and amazing.
I was just coming back from school and when i pulled up to my house i was not prepared to see what i saw. My grandma was being zipped up into a black bag. Face pale. No movement of the chest. Dead. I ran out of the car and went to see what happened. Apparently she had a heart attack. It just happened and no one could have stopped it.
I ran inside and sank down in front of the door. She's gone. I carried myself to my room and broke down into tears. That night I cried myself to sleep...
I was awoken by a heavy shaking and saw my brother standing by my bed. He had a faint smile on his face and i knew why. He told me to come downstairs because granny's will Is going to be read. Ah. Her will. This is why when i walked downstairs i wasn't surprised about the faint smiles on my parents face but i was surprised that the Herondale and Lightwood families were in the living room. Apparently they came to support my father. But Jace was looking at me and i could tell he knew that I was broken.
About ten minutes later the lawyer came and started telling us her will.
"Seraphina has given you each something. Valentine, her son you are to have the watch of your father's that she kept, all she said to you was to keep it clean and safe. Jocelyn, you are to inherit all of her jewelry and clothes. Jonathon, you get a baseball ball signed by the most famous baseball player ever or as she says your favorite player. And Clarissa, your grandmother left you this," and he held out a big black box. I took it from him and sat down. Everyone was staring at me. I know my family is upset that they got sucky stuff so they want to see what i got.
I opened the box and the first thing i saw were 8 inch high heeled boots. The was a note attctched. Some kickass boots for a kickass girl. It said. After pulling out the shoes i saw an envelope and a key. There was a cheque, a ticket, and a note inside. I read the note.
Clary,
I am not going to write a long story on how much i loved you or how you deserve the world because i know you don't like when i do that. I will dive right in. I gave you those boots to go and do what you do to feel free. Roof jumping. These shoes are specially made for you. I have also given you a key. The key unlocks my storage room. You get whatever is in there. There is a check worth 1 billion dollars, do what you like with is now. Don't save it because their is a bank account with your name on it with another 5 billon. The ticket. The ticket is where you are going. Paris. A first class plane ticket to Paris and a ticket to go and see every single painting in the louve. You get to spend 2 weeks in Paris. Their are 2 tickets, pick someone to come it's you. Everything is in your name and no one can take it from you. I love you baby girl. Now go and see the work.
I looked back at the lawyer and he handed me a bunch of papers. They stated that everything was indeed in my name. I didn't cry because i ran out of tears.
The lawyer looked at me and said,"your plane leaves tonight,"
"What plane?", asks my father.
The lawyer then explains what was left to me and everyone was left gapping. I suddenly remembered the check. I got a pen and scratched out my name on the cheque. Replaced it and gave it to the lawyer. He looked at me, nodded and left.
"What did you do?" My mother asked.
"I gave 1 billion dollars to the orphanage. And now i am going to pack."
After I finished packing when i came downstairs, my second person was standing there. When she saw me she ran and hugged me. Emma.
"Are you really taking me to Paris?", she asked with a smile.
"Yep, for two whole weeks."
We walked past my family and just as we were about to get into the cab, Jace came running. He grabbed my face and pressed my lips to his. I could hear Emma giggling but all I could think about were his soft lips. My hands tangled into his hair while his went to my hips and pulled me flush against him. When we broke apart we were both breathing hard.
"What was that fro?", i asked.
"That was me kissing a girl I like because i am not going to see her for two whole weeks."
I could only smile.
"Clary, we need to leave," said Emma from inside the cab. After kissing him one more time i got in the cab and headed of to the airport.
Holy shit. I just kissed Jace. Fucking. Herondale.
Time jump- 1 day after coming back from Paris.
Clary's POV
Paris was amazing. I will admit that i shed a few tears remembering all the times i used to talk to my granny about seeing the paintings. But that is not the hard part. Her funeral was today. I planned the whole thing while on vacation. Emma had to comfort me while i picked out the headstone and casket. Well, now i stand in front of the mirror in a dress that almost made me cry. It was my grandma's. Completely black, stopping at mid-thigh, full lace with a silk lining insides. It had a v-neck line and an open back. I paired it with straps heels and a clutch purse. One last look in the mirror and out the door i go. To face one of the hardest days of my life.
The ceremony was short although the whole time i could feel Jace's eyes on me. Yes, his family was here along with the Lightwoods, that was the one request my parents had. For them to be there. I knew we needed to talk about that kiss. I hope his feelings hadn't changed because i really liked him. It was now times for speeches. I wasn't allowed to do a speech, my parents said I wasn't close enough to her. Like what the hell i knew her better than anyone else. But after everyone left i was going to talk to her alone. Alone. The word itself made my stomach clench. I was alone now. No more family, of course i had my team but it will never be the same. No more early morning Pepe talks or her homemade soup when i was sick. But the thing i will miss the most is her hugs. One hug would have you smiling the whole day.
Everyone's speeches were short, saying what a good women she was and how much they will mis her but once i was alone i sat at her grave. And finally let myself loose. The tears started falling and i spoke.
"First of all i would like to say thank you for the tickets and the money and everything. I gave the 1 billion to the orphanage so now they moved out of that crappy place and into a place that kind of looks like a church. Everyone gets their own bedroom. They even gave me one as i thank you. I was also thinking that when i am a little bit older that i want to adopted Emma. It was just a thought. Paris was amazing although i wish you were here with me. Now onto the hard stuff. I have to say, life is going to be hard now that I don't have you and I'm not blaming you sometimes these things just happen and you cant stop it. The team had given me some time but i am still there 90 percent of the time its a good distraction," she paused for a moment to collect herself but she still didn't notice that someone was watching her from behind, "I don't know how i am going to do this now. You were everything to me, literally. I still remember the day you first told me you would be there for me. It was after i had just come home soaking wet because my parents forgot to pick me up because they were at Jonathon's football club. I went up to my room and the tears just came and you brought me some hot tea and held me as i cried. Who will do that for me now. Sure the team is great and all but they aren't family well they are but not in the way i want it to be.
You know, my parents and John tried to get me to put some of the money you gave me towards Jonathon's college funds. And just ran away upstairs. They were pretty upset they didn't get what they wanted. They like only kept you in the house because they were waiting for you to," my voice cracked at the thought of saying the word, "die," my voice came out as i whisper and then i was full on sobbing. The only thing I realized was that a pair of warm arms was now holding me as i cried. After i could get my breathing back to normal i looked up to see Jace staring down at me with a worried face. Then he spoke. And he looked me in the eye while he did so.
"You are not alone Clary," his voice so soft.
"But i am. She's gone and nobody else cares." He shifted me in his lap so that i was straddling him.
"You have me. You will always have me," his eyes flickered down to me lips and before i knew it we were bit he leaning in and i felt those sparks again. I put everything into this kiss. And when we finally pulled apart we were both panting. "I like you, a lot and from that kiss i could tell you like me too so i want to know if you would like to be my girlfriend?"
I could only nod and then he kissed me again. And it all fell into place.
Time jump - one month later.
I just walked into the house to find the Lightwoods and Herondale families eating dinner at the table. I lugged all my bags in and dumped them onto the floor. Jace excused himself from the table and made it way over to me. He gave me a quick kiss and i sent him away because i had to go and have a bath. After i showered and changed i went back downstairs and heard a very interesting conversation. The three families, excluding Jace, were talking about going to a concert on the...21 of April... but wait that's the day of my nationals competition. I though that maybe they would have come to one of the most important things in my life but i guess not. I quickly got some food and sat down next to Jace on the table. He could sense that i heard and he grabbed my hand under the table when there was a knock on the door. My mom got up to answer and came back with a man than i most definitely knew. The headmaster of the most prestigious dancing school in the world.
"My name is professor Starkweather, and i am the headmaster of Shadowhunters Dance school, i am he-" he was cut of by my mother.
"But why are you here, non of us is involved in dancing," she said with an irritated look. I was shocked. They really didn't pay any attention to me.
"I beg to differ, your daughter is an amazing dancers and i would like to offer her a full ride. With a dorm room and all. I wanted to come and tel you personally. I will email you the detail and will hope fro you to accept," and with at said he left and is as sat there stunned until my dad finally spoke.
"So now that you have a full ride you don't need that money for college. You should give some to Jonathon so he can be ready." I was stunned, i was fuming. I stood up and looked at my family in disgust.
"Are you kidding me. I just got offered a full ride for my dream college and all you can think about is my money. I am done being invisible to all o you. The people who are suppose t love me the most i mean you didn't even raise me. Granny did. She watched all my shows and practices, she made me food and cuddled with me and tucked me in. She did all of the thing s that you did for Jonathon but not me and i will not take it anymore." I finished with a huff.
"Oh, don't be such a stupid baby Clarissa if anything your grandmother taught you the wrong thing I mean, you gave 1 billion dollars to a fucking orphanage. Like you does that," my mother said, her voice filled with venom. I could see Jace fuming and them he stood up. And we both made our way to my room. We both new what was light to happen. I was going to move out and into the orphanage so i can help out and be closer to Emma. I don't belong here. And i cant help but think that i am not wanted here. With that though in my head we started packing for my move.
Time jump- 2 years later.
Clary's POV
I was nervous. Not only had Jace asked me to move in with him and i said yes but we were going to ask Emma if we could adopt her. Here we go.
"Emma can you come here a moment. Jace and i want to ask you something... we wanted to know if we could adopt you?" She had tears in her eyes and for a second i thought she was going to say no then she jumped into my arms and screamed...
"Yes, a thousand times yes."
And everything just fell into place. My life my have stated out lonely but it sure as hell wasn't going to end that way.
A/N: This is my one-shot. If you have any idea you want me to write just review and i will get right on it.
Again. I don't own mortal instruments...
Until next time...
Xoxo...TRex077