Lmao, I'm gonna TRY and make this UBER long and wordy


Jace POV

Dear Clary.

Where did you go? You left me. All alone. Why? Please. Please. Come back. I love you. I want you to be here, in my arms, safe and secure. I want you to have a nicer life than anyone. You were my life. You took my heart and stood on it.

I love you.

Jace.

Why did I insist on writing pathetic letters to Clary? She had hurt me. Badly. Mentally and phyically scarred me. I wasn't the man I used to be. She'd made me crumble. I was a few weeks away from being eighteen. I painted out a happy future with us both in it.

Only it was my, lonely future now. I was a broken soldier. Like humpty dumpty. I forced myself to look in the mirror and I seen myself. My cheek bones painfully visible. It was the same for the rest of my body.

Isabelle knocked on my door, "Jace?" She whispered. I looked at her.

"Isabelle." I muttered.

"Please... Come out. Your scaring everyone. You only come out to get drunk or fight. In here, you beat yourself up. It wasn't your fault!" She cried.

I slumped back in my chair, "What the hell do you expect Isabelle?" I screamed, "All happy families? Even you know, she's with him! The one who betrayed and hurt us!"

Isabelle edged backwards, "Please... I'm begging you. Come out."

"No!" I screamed, "Look at my room Isabelle! Do you think this is normal?" I could see the fear in her eyes as she scanned once clean room. Now it was just dirty.


Naomi POV

I rang the door bell, nervously waiting for someone to open up.

A woman answered, she looked extremly tierd, "Yes?" She said.

"I'm Naomi, you've asked for me to come." I said. The lady nodded.

"Yes.. I'm sorry, I was expecting you," I stepped inside, "It's just my son, Jace, isn't normal.."


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