Isabelle asked Clary, "Why don't you love?"
Clary hesitated, not expecting the question but knowing the answer, so she said it. "I don't want someone to love the person they see on the outside, I want them to love me with all my secrets and hopes and dreams. But no one can do that."
"Why not?"
"Because for someone to love me like that I would need to open up to them. And I don't open up to people."
"Why not?" Isabelle repeated.
"Because," Clary said, knowing Isabelle will probably never get it. "If they leave because they know my secrets it'll break me. If they stay it'll break me."
Isabelle was about to say, "Why?" But she thought better of it. She didn't need to say anything because the red-head explained anyway.
"It'll break me because I know that one day, they're going to leave me. And," Her voice cracked. " I would've spent all that time thinking, " I love them, they're going to be with me and by my side forever." And I would know that I was just kidding myself into thinking that what I want is possible to get. When the whole time it never-and will never be-possible."
With that she left the room. Trying to get away, doing everything she can to get out of that room. The room where, when she was talking, the walls were closing in with every breathe. The room where she exposed herself, raw and bare and vulnerable. The room where Isabelle sits, thinking, wondering why.
Why?
A/N
This so my opinion on love and I thought Clary would be a great person to portray my thoughts. In case your wondering, Clary and Jace won't be brother and sister. If you've read the books I think you've gone through enough of that. So, yeah first chapter is up. I have a life so don't expect me to update every day. I'll update as soon as I can.