I sat in the stadium, along with the 3,000 other kids and adults. I wrung my sweaty hands together feeling the cool metal promise ring on my ring finger, looking down I saw the engraving 'I'll always love you'. I turned my attention the stage just in time to see Mayor Garroway and his wife Jocelyn. "Ladies and gentlemen thank you fro coming today to mourn the 1 year anniversary of my daughters disappearance. Exactly one year ago today Clarissa Garroway was on her way home when she mysteriously disappeared. The police search came up empty and was ceased 6 months ago..."

He droned on about the story I knew all to well. It gained national news due to the fact that our little city just two hours outside of the New York never hadn't had a kidnapping in over 123 years. I looked up to see the screen start rolling the video that my mom, Jocelyn, Isabelle, and Simon put together.

The first video was of Clary's first birthday and her being covered in chocolate cake sitting in front of a Daddy's little girl poster. The next one was of the first time me and Clary meet when she was 3 and I was 4, Clary was in her backyard painting, totally oblivious to me spying over the fence. I felt a pained laugh escape me when little me snuck up on her causing her to fall off of her seat and spill a mountain of purple and green paint on herself. We became best friend that day.

The next video was on at her 15th birthday party, it was a pool party by then we'd already been dating for a year and I snuck up behind her and blew a raspberry on her neck causing her to laughs and lush me into the pool.

I felt a tug on my lower arm and saw my sister Iz clutching it for dear life tears streaming down her face as the next video played. It was my sister and Clary at one of their envious sleepovers they always seemed to be having. This one seemed to be the one of the ones that they tried to sleep up in the old fort but Iz fell out of he window into the pool. Clary was still up in the fort laughing while Iz glared up at her. The next one was of one of Clary and mys dates in one of the farmers fields.

I couldn't help but dry laugh at it. Clary was helplessly rolling around the fields while I tickled her. In fact the rest of the videos were of me and Clary and our friends and most of then she was either laughing or smiling. I felt Iz grab my hand when the next photo showed up and a tears welled up in my eyes.

I was standing behind Clary my arms wrapped around her waist while my head leaned on her shoulder. One of Clary's hands layer over my own while the other was proudly showing the promise ring I had just given her. Iz squeezed my hand again making me look down to see her more tears streaming down her face. She was the only one who knew my original plan.

I'd given the ring to Clary on her 17th birthday and I was going to propose the next year the year she got kidnapped. The picture before the last was of Clary holding her new baby sister, born only an hour before. It made me remember just how much if wanted to marry her and have my own kids with her. The last picture was of all of us. Clary and I stood in the middle with Simon, Iz, Alec, Jocelyn, Luke, my moment dad, along with Maryse, Robert, and Max. It was taken on the Fourth of July just two days before she as kidnapped.

Luke walked back onto the stage followed by Jocelyn and Stephanie, Clary's baby sister. Steph still didn't quite understand what being gone meant which broke Jocelyn's heart. "Thank you for coming to mourn our lost. Please keep her in your prayers." Everybody got up and slowly departed from the stadium some giving their condolences to the Garroways. I meet the gang and her parents us leaving the stadium together. "It's okay to cry Jace we miss her too." Iz said when we got home.

It was true I'd only ever cried when I was alone. I missed her more than she would ever know.

SO IM THINKING ABOUT MAKING THIS AN ACTUAL STORY! YAY! OR NAH!