Disclaimer: I don't own the Mortal Instrument series. All the characters belong to the beautiful Cassandra Clare.
Telling the Parents
"Clary, you need to calm down. It's only your parents." Jace Lightwood said from the passenger seat of my car.
"Jace, yesterday my mom called me and then was yelling at me so loud that you thought it was on speaker." I replied, my nerves growing wild as I parallel parked in front of Taki's. I parked and then tapped my fingers nervously on the steering wheel.
"Why are you so scared?" Jace asked, taking my hands in his to stop my tapping.
"One reason?" I asked Jace nodded, "Well, the first that comes to mind is that we are about to meet with my parents about us being engaged and you aren't even wearing a bullet-proof vest."
"Don't worry, baby, if Luke starts yelling; I'll start running."
"Okay. You better."
"It's a promise. Ready to go in?" He asked.
I looked into the window of Taki's, "I guess so." We both got out of the car, I locked the doors, and Jace met me at the front of the Italian restaurant.
"I'll be with you, Clary. I'm going to be right here." Jace whispered taking my hand. I nodded, "Don't be nervous, if they don't approve I will still be here," He pulled me into a hug, "For as long as you want me."
"I want you forever, Jace." I replied after he let me go,"Thank you." I took a deep breath and then nodded, "I think I'm ready."
"Okay, let's go." Jace took my face in his hands for a second and kissed my forehead. His hands left my face. I didn't let him go far though because I quickly grabbed one of his hands and pulled him inside before I could stop myself.
The restaurant was full, aside from a few tables, maybe that will stop her from yelling but then again probably not. I saw her instantly. Mom and Luke's backs were to us but my mother kept looking around and when she saw Jace and I, her eyes narrowed. Oh no.
Jace squeezed my hand and I flicked my eyes over to look at him, he looked like he usually did; confident and a little bored.I recalled that this was his first time meeting someone's parents as well and suddenly felt bad for not comforting him outside. I dropped my gaze from Jace and started to walked towards my mothers death trap of a table.
I slid into the booth before Jace, making him go fast to face with my mother. Not a smart move, probably. I was in front of Luke, who looked uncomfortable.
"Hello." Luke sighed. Mom was glaring so intensely at Jace that I thought he might be killed right there one the spot. Needless to say, I wouldn't forgive her for killing my fiancée.
"Clary are you pregnant?" She asked. I could tell, after years and years of getting yelled at, I could tell when she was mad. And she was furious.
"No! No, I'm not pregnant." I answered clearly. Mom's eyes flashed to mine for a second, making sure I was telling the truth, before they continued to glare at Jace.
"Jocelyn-" Jace started.
"Miss Fray." Mom corrected immediately. Okay, extremely furious.
"Miss Fray, I love your daughter. I love your daughter more than anything in the whole world-"
"Jace, I know that you love Clary. I know because I can see it in your eyes, she loves you too. What I don't know is why you two are getting married so young?"
"Mom, we maybe young but Jace and I have been through," more than you and Valentine went through, "more than most couples have." I said instead.
"She is right, Jocelyn." Luke helped, "Jace alone has seen more than a thirty-year-old shadowhunter and Clary is not too far behind him." Mom didn't spare either of us a glance.
"That doesn't answer my question; why so young? This isn't because shadowhunters usually die young is it?" Mom asked Jace.
"No, Miss Fray, I promise that did not even cross my mind." Jace shook his head and squeezed my hand under the table.
"Clary you are sixteen. Do you think you are ready for a husband?"
"Mom-" I started, again she interrupted.
"No you're not ready. Clary this is only your first boyfriend."
"Fiancée, Mom. Jace is my fiancée." My patience started to wear out. Jace noticed and moved our joined hands to his thigh, before slowly rubbing his thumb over the back of my hand. I had trouble thinking for a second.
"Clary you are not ready. What if you get pregnant at seventeen? How are you going to afford and care for it?"
"Mom, I want your approval on this. I want it very much, but if you are going to start asking those kind of questions I am going to leave."
"Honey if you don't want to face the truth, then I am not going to give you my approval." Mom fired back at me. Her voice started to grow louder, "You are to young," She pointed at me then pointed at Jace, "And you are exactly like your foster father!"
"I can't believe that you just said that." I whispered, "Let me out Jace. We are leaving."
Jace moved out of the booth silently and I took his hand before towing him out of Taki's and all the way to my car as we both got in, I started it, and we sped off.
"Are you mad at me?" Jace asked quietly.
"Why on Earth would I be mad at you?" I snapped back, the harshness in my voice not meant for him.
"Clary, I don't want you to fight with your family because of me." I stopped at a red light as he said this.
"Jace right now, you are my only family." I whispered, staring straight ahead. I felt his hands going through my hair.
"Does that mean I can start calling you Clary Lightwood?" Jace's voice was ridden with sarcasm but still I smiled, Clary Lightwood that sounded great.
"Not yet, Jace." I spared a glance at him and saw a smirk in place on his lips.
"Soon though," Jace replied, "Then you are all mine, Clary."
"I'm already yours." I said as we pulled into the garage of the Institute.
"Good, Clary, because I am never going to let you go." As if to prove his point Jace picked me up and carried me into my room, my giggle echoing down the hall the whole way there.
A/N: Thanks for reading! This is my sequel to my other Mortal Instrument story, Stunningly Attractive, I would suggest you read that first if you want to fully understand everything thats going on. However, I will try to make it easy enough for my new people. Hope you enjoyed it!