He's eyes were closed and for a minute my heart stopped beating. I screamed his name but he didn't move. I crawled over to him and he was breathing. Thank God I thought. The fire was brutal. My boyfriend came over for Chirstmas. While my parents went out for Christmas presents with my little brother Max, Jace smelt something smoking. Ofcourse he went looking for it. He used his lighter to light a candle and he walked around. After a little while,he yelled "FOUND IT!". After that I heard a loud explosion and Jace screamed. It took only two seconds for the fire to reach me. But instead of running outside (like a sane person), I ran to look for Jace. But I passed out before I could find him. The sound of sirens brought me back to the present. I had my head resting on his arm. Before my very eyes, four men came rushing up to Jace and I. What I couldn't believe is that they were trying to separate us. I couldn't let that happen. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and buried my head in crook of his neck. Just then, out of nowhere, I felt arms wrap around my waist and pick me up. They craddled me. I looked up and there was my best friend, Simon.

"Let me go! Ineed to see if Jace is alright!" I screamed at him. He just shook his head and I had to watch them pick Jace up on a gurney, and put a oxygen mask on him.

"Little Clary" he soothed. "I'm about to take you to the hospital to stay with him. Your mom and dad are on their way to the hospital" he said calmly. I looked up and hugged him. He carried me back to the car, put me in, and we sped off to the hospital. As soon as we got there, the nurse recongized me and pulled me into Jace's room. As soon as I walked in, I started crying. Jace, my Jace, looked so broken. He had scratches all over his face. His arm was burned badly and there was shadows under his eyes. I never thought he could be so broken. I went and laid on the hospital bed with him and cried on his arm. After awhile, I felt someone strocking my hair. I looked up and say wet golden eyes looking down on me. Jace was awake! Before he could say anything, I hugged him.

"I love you, Jace."

"I love you too, Clare-Bear." I smiled at the nickname he gave me. We stayed there until Jace's breathing slowed. I looked up, paniked, but he was only asleep. After about five minutes, I faded of into darkness. Ofcourse my sleep wasn't easy, but the only thing i drempt of was Jace dying. I woke up to Jace shaking me awake.

"Clary? CLARY!" Jace was shaking me screaming my name. I tried to reply but I couldn't breathe. Everything was swirling around me. I fell into darkness, hearing Jace telling me "Hold on, baby, hold on". I woke up to someone holding my hand. I opened my eyes and there was Simon.

"Where's Jace?" I wimpered. He looked at me with tears in his eyes. Something was terribly wrong.

"Jace passed away five minutes ago, Clary. I'm so sorry" he said.

"No, that can't be right. I was just with him five minutes ago" I said crying. He sat in my bed and held me. I cried on his shoulder.

"Why? Why couldn't God take me?" I screamed, crying.

"Clary don't say that!" he told me sternly. I couldn't reply. I cried.