Summary: when Clary leaves to have her normal life back. It still haunts her after five years. "Just leave Clary, you always get in the way." Said Jace. "You went too far, you broke her." Said Alec softly. Clary saved her mom and never looked back after Simon found his way home and returned her calls, after all, he wants to be normal too. "Come live with us Simon." Said Luke. Jonathon was killed by Jace and Valentine was killed by the angel before he could request his wish. What pulls Clary back out of hiding after five years?
Clary's 22nd birthday was coming up. She graduated early from college and was sharing an apartment with Simon who still looked like his 16 self;being a vampire and all. It was hard not to notice the random fae and werewolves at college. However, she was persistent in pretending she didn't recognize them as a different species. That those six months of her life never happened and lied to herself that Simon was 'normal'. He was her best friend. He tried to leave once in order for her to be fully without supernatural reminders, but hell, her new dad was a werewolf. If you can call Luke 'new' he's been around since Clary was a little girl, just now it's official.
Clary walked out of her room to find Simon's pixie gf sitting on his lap. "eww don't tell me you guys were doing it on the couch." Clary joked as she covered her eyes with her hand and stumbled to the kitchen.
"Yes because we love to keep our clothes on during sex." Miranda said sarcastically. Playing with Simon's dark hair.
"It's like 1 p.m. are you just now getting out of bed?" Simon said talking to Clary across the living room.
Clary rubbed her eyes and stared at the clock "I guess so, I've been having weird dreams lately. Sometimes it feels like I hardly slept at all." Clary said reaching to pour herself a tall glass of orange juice and took two of her anxiety pills. "Funny thing is, I just can't seem to remember what it was, but I remember what I felt. It's like anxiety, adrenaline, confusion, excitement… I don't know, let's stick with weird." Clary laughed at herself for feeling stupid. "Anyways, I don't have to work today, what do you guys have planned for today?" Clary said leaning against the wall, having a full view of the love birds. She is really happy for Simon. They tried to date once but Clary didn't see Simon as a boyfriend. It was awkward.
Miranda and Simon met at a Café one night after Clary was late and had to cancel because of schoolwork. It was like a coincidence- well, there's no such thing as coincidences so I guess it was fate. Miranda was a high-tempered pixie who needed to be treated like a princess. She had tan skin, green eyes, and short pixie brown hair with a big blue flower behind her glamoured rounded ear. Clary couldn't help but roll her eyes at Miranda sometimes, but Simon has a thing for helping out beautiful ladies who ask nicely. She wasn't about to ruin his first relationship, and Miranda already got the hint that if she doesn't play nice with Clary that Simon will always pick Clary's side.
Simon kissed Miranda's cheek. "She bought me a ticket to go to the comic con for our four month anniversary." Clary's eyebrows shot up. Do people do that? Have every month anniversarys?
"wow, well that's exciting." Clary said trying to sound enthusiastic for her friend "Where is it at?"
"Well it's going to take us 8 hours to get there, it's for the whole weekend actually. I don't really have a costume in mind. I could be an X-men or a zombie… we were going to head out soon after lunch." Simon said rambling.
"You're going to be gone for the next three days?" Clary frowned. I thought we had plans to go out for my birthday. Not that we would do anything but hang out at a restaurant or go see a movie.
Simon sheepishly gave Clary a glance like he read her mind. "Sorry Clary, I'll bring you back a suvoneir."
But she shook her head at him. "That's ok, we can hang out when you get back. No worries." She plastered on a her meds kick in soon. They help keep the images at bay and keep her calm as a pickle. Nothing can make her upset in the slightest way. The blood and terror, the random symbols, her past life all buckled away in a dark metal box in the corner of her mind. She decided to take the medicine during college when she couldn't handle the stress and lonliness. The past likes to creep up on her at the worst of times. Simon doesn't agree about the pills. He thinks it clamps up my emotions and I turn into a plastic Barbie. Human on the outside, empty on the inside. But as much as he dispies the pills, he knows I don't bug him anymore about my terror dreams or feel paranoid that everyone is out to get me. I was worried that I was going to die. That was three years ago. I'm still alive today so yeah, just paranoid.
"Enjoy your romantic lunch together, I'm going to go work out, have fun and be safe." Clary turned her back as she walked back to her room to change. She heard Simon's dry response before she shut the door "Yes, mother." What a sarcastic little vampire.