Clary's POV
I wait outside the institute for Simon who's giving me a ride to the doctors because I have been feeling quite ill and getting pains in my lower abdomen. "Hey Red, whatcha doing?" I hear a familiar voice behind me, I spin around and come face to face with Jace "nothing Goldilocks, why?" I reply smiling at my new nickname for him "well you are standing on the path outside the institute with a bag doing nothing except looking really awkward and staring into space" he explains a grin on his face, I hit him playfully on the arm "Hey! I was thinking" I tell him his grin turns into his trademark smirk "what were you thinking about Red?" he asks me, I hesitate not really wanting to tell him about me nausea and make him worry but not wanting to lie to him but I was saved from answering by Simon screeching to a halt in front of me and Jace. "Ready to go Clary?" Simon asks me "yeah" I say swinging my bag off my shoulders and opening the passenger door on Eric's van, "see ya later Red" Jace smiled hugging me from the back of my waist and kissing my neck '"bye Goldilocks" I say smiling back at him "I'll see you in half an hour" I say getting into the van and pulling the door closed, I see Jace wave as the car pulls away from the curb.
"Thank you so much for agreeing to drive me Simon" I thank him
"Its fine really Clary".
"Perfect timing also," I laugh, he gives me a questioning look "I just didn't really want to tell Jace where I was going," I tell him
"Why?" he asks, I think about it, why didn't I want to tell Jace is it because I don't want him to worry or is it something deeper than that, all I say though is "not really sure I just didn't", Simon just nods at this.
I stroll up to the front door of the doctors clinic "I'll come pick you up in 25 minutes" I hear Simon yell from the van, I nod even though I doubt he can see me. The bell rings as I open the door making my way up to the front desk "Clary Fray" I say to the woman hiding behind her big glasses, she quickly types my name into the computer, "Take a seat dear" she says not looking up once. I take a seat on the left side of the brown leather couch sitting on the other side is a young boy probably around 10 years old playing a car racing game on his iPad, I pick up a magazine from the small coffee table next to me a flip through the pages there's a picture of a girl with long blond hair modeling for a new perfume line, I can tell by her unnatural eye colour that see is a fairie. After around 5 minutes my name is called and I get up and follow the doctor into one of the clean white rooms, "sit down Clary" he says taking a seat across from me "what seems to be the problem?" the doctor asks I hesitate before answering, " I have been having pains in my lower abdomen recently and have been feeling quite nauseous" I tell the doctor
"Hmmmm" is all he says as he places he hands on my abdomen pressing gently. I look up at him curiously "what is it?" I ask, he looks up at me before replying, Clary I'm 90% sure that you are pregnant, I would let you take a pregnancy test here except I have an appointment in 2 minutes and everyone else is busy, I would suggest stopping at your local pharmacy to pick up a pregnancy test just to confirm what I think" he says, I struggle processing what he just said "SHIT!I can't be pregnant, I'm only 17 whet will my mum think" I say jumping up from my chair and racing out of the room shocked, I run out of the doctors clinic and out onto the street only stopping to slap a $20 note on the reception desk, "keep the change" I yell.
Before long I'm at the pharmacy a few blocks down purchasing a pregnancy test from the old man at the counter "thank you" I say as I leave the shop to find the nearest public bathroom. When I find a bathroom I take out the pregnancy test and sit down on the toilet and soon enough I'm sitting there staring at the 2 red lines printed on the small screen of the pregnancy test confirming that what the doctor had said was true.
I sit on a bench in central park tears rolling down my cheeks, my head in my hands, I'm aware of my phone buzzing in my pocket probably Simon wondering why I wasn't there when he came to pick me up. I don't know how long I've sat there for crying and pondering how i'm going to tell my mum and Jace when I sense someone sit down beside me, I look up and sitting next to me is the little boy from the clinic "why are you crying?" the little boy asks me.
"I was given news of something that I wasn't expecting and I'm really scared that my family and friends aren't going to accept me for it, I don't know how to tell them" I tell the boy surprised that I had just entrusted him with something extremely personal. The little boy looked at me a hope blazing in his eyes "you know that even if you tell your family and friends if they really love you they will accept you no matter what thats what friends and family are for, being there for you even when bad things happen, but they can't help you unless you tell them you just have to bite your tongue and go for it never expecting the worst" the little boy says, I smile at him surprised that a 10 year old boy had just given the wisest advice I've ever been given, "I hope you stop crying soon" the little boy says as he gets up and runs over to an older women who I'm guessing is his mum. I pick up my still buzzing phone, deciding I was going to use the advice the young boy had given me, Jace's name flashes on the screen along with a notification saying I have 86 missed calls, I take a deep breath and slide the screen to answer the call.
"Hey Jace" I murmur into the phone.
"WHERE ARE YOU, I WAS SO WORRIED, I THOUGHT YOU WERE HURT" he yells, I wince at how loud he was and apparently he noticed because his voice softens "I'm sorry baby I didn't mean to shout I just became really worried when Simon called asking if you were at the institute because you hadn't shown up when he was meant to meet you half an hour before" I smile at this, knowing someone besides your immediate family worried so much about you is an extremely nice feeling. "I'm at near the Guggenheim Museum in the east of central park" I tell him, "what the hell are you doing there" he asks "you know what don't answer that, ill be there in 10" he says as he hangs up the call. I quickly wipe the tears from my face not wanting Jace to see me crying and tie my frizzy red hair into a messy bun sighing, that went much easier than i thought, he really cared about me, hopefully that love wouldn't be thrown away this evening once i tells him my news.
True to his word I see Jace running towards me around 10 minutes after he'd told me he was coming, he stopped in front of me to catch his breath "did you run all the way hear from the institute?' I ask
"Maybe" he replies sheepishly giving me a quick kiss on the lips and sitting down beside me and placing his arms around my shoulders. I snuggle into his warmth, resting my head against his chest, "Jace?" I say my voice muffled by his shirt
"Yes Clary" he replies placing a feather light kiss on the top of my head "I need to tell you something" I say, he stiffens up at this "your not uh…. breaking up with me?" he says a trace of sadness in his voice, I straiten up "oh no, no definitely not" I reassure him, he breathes out relaxing back against the bench
"Ok good, carry on then "he says. I take a deep breath and bite my tongue like the little boy had said to do " Jace, I uh I'm Pr-pregnant".