AN- heya! I just wanted to say that this is just a one-shot! I might return to this idea in the future but for now, you can interpret your own ending of the story! :3 Make sure to check out my profile! see you at the bottom~
P.s. first part's first person ;p
~Clary~
"It's better to be slapped in the face with the truth, than kissed on the lips with a lie."
I learned that long ago...
The hard way...
2008-December 18th, 8 years old.
"Jace! What if the ice cracks underneath my feet?" Clary asked worriedly, looking up at the golden boy that was holding her hand.
"Clare, you barely weigh anything! I'm the one we should be worrying about!" Jace replied jokingly.
Clary knew that this was just Jaces' way of calming a situation; being sarcastic or narcissistic. He wasn't joking about the whole weighing thing though.
Clary was immensely short for her age, just under the 3ft mark and barley making it to the 20 kg mark. She only prayed that she would grow as tall as her dad, Luke. He almost had to duck under doors, and Clary could only dream of being that tall. Although ducking all the time just to get into places seemed rather annoying.
"Earth to Clary! Come on I want to start skating with you!" Said Jace. Clary exaggeratedly blinked her emerald eyes to indicate she wasn't daydreaming anymore. Jace had picked up on it. "Oh and also, the ice won't crack underneath us, because we are in an ice skating rink, dummy! I tried telling you before, but you were in Claryland again." Jace added, shaking his head, all the while laughing under his breath.
Just as Jace steered a wobbling Clary around the ice rink, one hand securely hold hers, the other reassuringly on her back between her shoulder blades, knowing what to do to calm his best friend, Jaces' mother, Celine, skated up to the pair.
She had a light, snow blue jacket on, thin, black snow pants, black mittens and a black beanie and matching scarf, as did the kids, just Clary was more green and black oriented, while Jace was black and grey. Celines' golden hair was tied in a ponytail, hanging loosely behind her and her equally as golden eyes, sparkling with excitement.
"Are you kids all right? Clary?" Celine asked cheerfully.
Celine was the type of woman who was so caring and kind, that it just oozed out of her, and the were the first words to jump out at your face when you saw her. To Clary, she was like a mother. She was gorgeous and just a nice person to be around.
"I'm just not used to these skates yet Celine." Clary said warily.
"I was same way when I first skated." Said Jace.
"Really?" Clary asked, her voice full of curiosity.
"Yeah! I sucked so badly at it, but mum taught me how, so I'm like, a pro now!" Jace answered.
Clary eyed Jace disbelievingly but Jaces' grip on her tiny hand only tightened as a result of her expression.
"Just a couple more laps around the rink and then we can get hot chocolate, Clare," Jace said soothingly.
"Ok?" He asked.
"Ok."
And with that Celine skated to Clarys' hand that wasn't in the death grip of Jace, and held it gently.
And together, they finished 3 more laps.
~Clary~
I remember that day.
It was an amazing day
Although, all good things come to an end.
-Jace-
2013-August 8, 13 years old.
'No, no, no.
No.
I. Kissed. Her.
How? How could I let my feelings get in the way?'
Yes.
Jace loved the redhead.
With her innocent face.
Curious and beautiful green eyes.
Bouncing red curls.
Fiery attitude.
He loved every, single, thing about this beautiful angel.
But he was only 13.
He didn't know what love was.
Hell, he couldn't even spell affectionate.
But he felt something.
Always did when he was around her.
And now he could never have her.
He stuffed up.
~Clary~
I wish Jace hadn't forgotten about the kiss.
After it happened he explained how he lied, saying that he was confused with himself and told me to just forget about.
I was heartbroken. But I was ok.
We were never the same after that. Sure we were close. But there was something we were both missing.
Something I craved and something Jace feared.
We loved- no, love- each other. But he's scared he'll lose me.
You could never lose me Jace.
Never.
Present day, 18 years old.
-Jace-
Jace still loved her. He wanted to tell her now. It was her birthday today.
And he wanted it to be perfect.
"Hey Cla-"
And then his whole world… was shattered.
Just by one stupid girls' stupid lies.
"Jacey~" a high pitched voice squealed.
That fucking bitch Kaelie.
No.
No.
No.
"Where were you Jace? I missed you last night!" The blonde bitch whined.
Jace, was mortified. Felt like he was gonna throw up.
Clary…was absolutely heartbroken.
As Kaelie kept whining empty lies about 'where Jace was the previous night' Clary decided to take her leave.
And Jace couldn't be more upset.
After Jace finished yelling at Kaelie, he left Taki's, only to come to the conclusion that Clary must have walked home.
No.
~Clary~
Clary was cutting so deep into her arms, that the blood that was spilling out, could've been held in two red wine glasses, filled to the rim.
After the bandages were wrapped, and the bathroom clean of blood, Clary was picking a flower.
He loves me.
He loves me not.
He loves me.
He loves me not.
He-
The last petal.
That can't be right.
Clary had never understood why people played the 'Loves me, loves me not' game. Why put you your love life into the hands of fate, in the form of a tiny flower?
She never understood.
And yet, she was playing that game.
A game full of lies.
Usually, if you were in Clarys' situation, with last petal telling you that person you loved loves you back, you might have hope.
Not Clary.
She just realised something.
It's all a lie.
Not everyone has a happy ending.
Clary was in that state where she was reflecting her life.
Her father leaving them, only to find out he was sent to prison for being a rapist.
Her mother getting high every week and excluding Sundays'.
God deciding to take her brother away from her, in that fatal car accident, the pile-up.
Her depression and insomnia, that wasn't being treated, that nobody knows about.
Her bestest friend, not loving her back.
It was time to do what she should have done, in junior year of high school.
To join Jon.
As she grabbed her blade and walked to the bathroom, ready, willing to take her own life, she heard the faint ringtone of her phone, indicating that Jace was calling.
She grabbed the phone, watching it ring, entered the bathroom, ready, so goddamn, ready to join Jonathan.
She locked the door and ran the bath, unwrapped the bandages and let Jaces' voicemail echo off the walls.
It was the last thing she wanted to hear before she died.
His sweet, honey-coated voice.
She sat in the bath cutting away, listening to Jace rant about something.
And something made her stop.
Not the cutting.
What he had said.
"I love you, okay? So goddamn much that it hurts, literally." he chuckled, probably talking about, you know, mini Jace that isn't so mini.
She dropped the blade and got out.
Just standing there in the small room.
Thinking.
Maybe I can hold onto the little hope I have.
Maybe, the game wasn't lying.
Maybe, putting my love lifes' fate into the petals of a flower, isn't so silly as I thought.
I was wrong.
It's not a lie.
And just as Jace was ranting on and on about how perfect his Clary was, she picked up.
"You love me?"
"I love you."
He loves me.
AN-
I know, I know it's sucky, I know that. The ending was kinda thrown together, soz. Again, may come back to this but, idk.
I'm still working on the prequel to my other story 'And he loved yesterday' and I'm thinking of ather stuff too. Please check my other stuff out and leave a review! I love them! And share this story with your friends or something idk. Follow/Favourite/Review/Share!
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P.S.S. I hate swearing btw, I just say curse words from time to time every now and then, but I thought for the sake of the story and the nature of it, I thought it was appropriate :pLove you! xx
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