Chapter Two

Clary P.O.V.

"You have got to be kidding me." Izzy says. "What Isabelle?" Alec says. "I'm going crazy. Correct me if I am wrong but, did you just ask Clary out?" "Yes I did." Her face is full of pure shock. I see something sparkle. Magnus. "What did I miss?" He says. "Alec asked Clary out." Isabelle says with a tone of disapproval. "Good for him." Magnus says. I can see it in his eyes. He doesn't mean it. "Clary your mother is here." Isabelle says. "Thanks Izzy. See you all later." I kiss Alec on the cheek and walk off the roof.

"Hey mom." I say when I see her. "Hello dear. Ready to go?" I nod. She notices the smile on my face. I know she does. She doesn't ask until we are at home. "Clary why are you smiling?" "Oh you know, sun shining and birds chirping." "Don't lie to me. Why are you smiling?" "I don't want to talk about it." I say with a note of finality, hoping she will drop it. But she doesn't. "Clary?" "I don't want to….never mind. I started dating Alec today. That's why I am smiling?" "Lightwood? Alec Lightwood?" "Yes mom. How many other Alec's do we know?" She doesn't respond. Thank god she shut up.

My phone rings. "Hello?" "Clary?" Oh no not Jace. "What do you want Jace?" "I'm coming to New York for a couple of days. I was hoping to meet you." "I can't do that. You left without even thinking about me. I don't want to see you ever again." "Cl" I hang up the phone before he can continue. I breathe in and out. In and out. In and out. In and out. Until I fall asleep.

My phone rings at exactly 8:25 the next morning. "Hello?" I say cautiously. "Clary?" It isn't Jace, thank god. "Yes?" "It's Alec I was just wondering if you were doing anything today." I think quickly. "Nope." "Excellent." He says.

At 6:30 Alec picks me up outside my house. I stand on the porch in black tights that hug my legs and heeled boots that come to my knees. Over the tights I am wearing a white dress that stops halfway above my knees. Isabelle made me get a new wardrobe. "You look amazing." Alec says to me. "Thanks." I say with a smile on my face. He opens my car door and I sit down. He climbs in and drives off.

We cross an intersection but another driver doesn't pay attention. The vehicle crashes into my side of the car. The pain is unbearable. I see a light before my eyes. I feel the blood running down my head and from my side, staining the white dress. I can feel my bones break and shatter. I can't breathe. "Clary?" I hear distantly but I can't respond. I close my eyes.

I wake up in a white room. I groan. My head is pounding and my side is throbbing. Someone is holding my hand.