Last Chapter to all of the 'Letters'.
Disclaimer: Are you going to make me say it?
Jace,
Derek was hitting on me today. He's starting to scare me. I found your letters to Max. Why the hell haven't you been writing back to anyone else?
Clary's trying to end things with Derek, but he won't take no for an answer.
Magnus is trying to track you, but apparently you've covered your tracks. Why don't you come back for Christmas? It's been twelve months...
-Isabelle
Jace,
Derek showed up at the Institute tonight, after I broke up with him. He tried to come in, but Izzy hit him in the face with her new gucci bag and told him it was over.
I think I know why she loves gucci...
I tried to replace you, Jace. But I'm sorry. That's impossible.
I love you,
Clary
Jace,
Christmas Eve is tomorrow. Me and Magnus got you a present, just in case you decided to show up.
Magnus erased any memory of Clary and us from Derek for Clary's Christmas present.
Izzy said that she was going to give you a kick up the ass. I'd be careful, if I was you. she seemed to mean it.
Clary drew you a picture, and Max was going to get you a condom, but he got kicked out of the drugstore.
Merry Christmas.
-Alec
Jace,
I wanted to get you a pair of rainbow pants, but Alec told me that you'd probably post that nude picture of me on my Facebook...
Anyway, try to make it home for the holidays, okay? Alec and Izzy were freaking out because they don't think you'll make it.
Clary said that you'd come when you felt like you belonged.
Glitter to all, and to all a good night!
-Magnus
Jace,
Merry Christmas. We'll stay up to one in the morning.
-Max
Just as the clock struck midnight on Christmas Eve, the Institute's doorbell rang.
Clary opened it to reveal her golden haired brother who flashed her his heart stopping smile, making her knees weaken.
"Merry Christmas." Jace Morgenstern winked at her.
A/N
Finally. My fingers feel like shit...
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