a Little Fiancé

Jace and I've grown closer a lot in a few past months, and he's awesome. He's so sweet and funny.

"Jace, pass me the lemonade?" I ask, leaning back.

"Sure," he hands me the drink.

I soothe my scorching throat with it loudly, gaining Daddy's attention.

"Angel, that's not ladylike."

"Sorry, Daddy," I murmur.

"Now, are you having fun?"

"Yup."

We're at this amazing beach, and the best part is, we're the only one here! Jace is sitting right beside me, and Daddy behind me. Jonathan is in the water, and I'm soon about to join him.

"Clary!" He yells, waving at me.

I smile at him, then turn to Daddy.

"Can I join him?"

"Of course, you can. Have fun, Angel."

So I run to my brother, tackling him down.

"Ouch! Clary..." He whines, raising his head to be able to breathe.

Laughing, I splash water at him, and he starts doing the same. The salty sea water burns my throat and nose, but I don't mind for now. He tries to raise me up by grabbing my waist, which he kinda struggles with.

"Jon," I say. "Why isn't Jace playing with us?"

"Because, Clary, Jace isn't really a part of our family."

"I thought he was adopted. He's our brother, isn't he?"

"Not technically... We need to keep our bloodline pure."

Squinting my eyes, I try to figure out what he means. Eh, but who cares.

"Jon, if you get married, then they're a part of your family now too, right?"

"Now you're getting it," he smirks.

"Then I'm gonna marry Jace! So he can be a part of our family too!"

Suddenly, Jon's expression changes.

"Clary, you can't marry him."

"Why not?"

"Because. He's not good. And he's also a Herondale."

"A Herondale?"

"That's his real family. He's nothing to us, Clary. He's just a stranger with different blood."

"Actually, Jon, no one can share same blood. It's whether in you, or me."

He looks at me, a little exasperated. If I were to be honest, I'm a little hurt. He was always so patient with me. But maybe I'm just imagining things.

"Okay, enough of this, Clary. Let's have fun now."

"One more question."

"Fine, one last question. What is it?"

"Jace isn't bad."

"That's not a question."

"I know. I just wanted to tell you that. Jace is sweet, funny, cool, awesome-"

"He's just manipulating you. You need to be careful. He's still a Herondale. By the way, you're just falling for his looks. You just like him because he had golden hair."


"Jace, can I ask you something?"

"What is it?"

"Will you marry me?"

He cocks his head to the side, thinking.

"Alright."

I squeal in joy, hugging him. He hugs me back, smiling.

"Now what changes?" He asks.

"Um... A wedding!"

"And how are we supposed to do that?"

"First, we need to exchange rings.," I tell him, rolling my eyes. "Hold on."

I take my necklace off and pull out my Morgenstern ring. Staring at my now bare necklace for a moment, I decide to give it to him too with the ring. He rolls the ring between his fingers, studying them. Then, he connects it with the necklace again, and puts it around his neck.

"But I don't have anything to give you," he says.

"Don't worry about that," I sigh. "But we can't have wedding, though, just yet. Our wedding needs to be perfect. Promise to give me a ring someday?"

"I promise," he says solemnly.

"Then, we can get married for real!"

"Does this mean I have a fiancée?"

"A fian- what?"

"Never mind that," he rolls his eyes. "Are we supposed to tell our parent?"

"I don't think we should. Jon said I shouldn't marry you."

"But you asked me anyways."

"Daddy said there shouldn't me any restrictions in love. He said if you love someone, that's that, and there's nothing more. And I happen to think he's right."

"I don't get it."

"Maybe that's because you're too young," I sigh.

"Clary."

"Yes?"

"You're younger than me."

"Only by a few months!"

"Alright, alright."

"Oh! I almost forgot something," I say. "We need to kiss each other."

"What?"

"We're supposed to kiss in a wedding."

"But we're not getting married yet, remember?"

"We can get half married. Come on, kiss me."

"Ew. That's disgusting."

"I know it is, Jace. But don't you wanna marry me?"

"I do..."

"Then kiss me."

So he does. Just a little peck on my lips.

Clary: ten

Jonathan: twelve

"One, two, three."

I look around me for somewhere to hide.

"Four, five, six."

Sighing, I decide to follow Jace. I run deeper into the woods, catching up with Jace.

"Clary!" He says in a hushed whisper. "Go away! He's going to find us both!"

"But I have nowhere to hide!"

"I. Don't. Care! Go away!"

"But, Jace-"

"Oh my god. Do you want a punch in the face?"

"Jon is going to hear us! Be quiet!"

"I don't give a damn about this game! It's childish, and not fun at all."

But I love hide and seek!

"Well, Jon is playing it, and he's older than you."

"He's only playing because he doesn't want to look like an asshole in front of you, which he is!"

"Don't talk like that to Jon!"

"Don't talk like that to Jon," he imitates me. "Why do you care about him so much? He's a monster!"

"That's it!" I scream, leaping toward him.

I push him down to the ground, delivering constant blows to his face. He turns his head sideways, and fight back, grabbing my both wrists tightly.

"I'm gonna kill you!" I yell as he reverses our position. "Get off me!"

I stomach him with my knee, punching him on his mouth for one last time.

"Stop it, Clary," he says dangerously. "Or I don't know what to do with you."

I gasp, pinned on the ground beneath him.

"What's wrong with you?" I scream. "You've changed so much!"

"Well, too bad. I don't care! Now stop acting like a girl!"

"First of all, I am a girl. And don't be such a sexist! I hate you!"

I thrash beneath him, hitting him anywhere.

"Are you seriously doing this just because I wouldn't let you follow me?"

I inhale sharply, feeling tears gathering.

"Are you kidding? Tell me you are! Because if you haven't noticed how different you are, then you're just stupid. Where's the Jace who used to kiss me on my forehead? Who used to sing with me? Why are you doing this to me? Did I do something wrong? Are you punishing me by shutting me out?"

"Shut up! I was young back then!"

"You're still young! You're not a prince or a knight! You're just an eleven years old boy!"

"I don't want to-"

Suddenly, he's yanked away from me, and I sit up abruptly to find Jonathan punching Jace. Jace fights him back, and soon it becomes bloody. And I just stand there, not knowing what to do. Fascinated by the way they fight. The way they look like they want to kill each other.

But it doesn't last for long; mom finds us.

"What are you doing?" She asks sternly.

I bite my lower lip, glaring at the ground.

"Jonathan. You know better than to hit your brother."

"He's not my brother," he hisses through his teeth.

"He is. And you better start treating him as one."

"But he punched me too! And he was trying to hurt Clary-"

"Jace, were you really?"

"I wasn't trying to hurt her. I was just mad and I was trying to scare her!"

"Well, I wasn't scared," I say, crossing my arms.

"That's not the point here," Mom says, sighing. "Come on, let's all go to home first."

"It's not my home," Jace says.

"Yes, it is," Mom says angrily. "Now come!"

So we all start walking, with Jonathan by my side and Jace in front of us. Jace is keep staring at the ground, looking ashamed, but still mad. Is this what they call walk of shame?

"Jon?" I whisper, walking closer to him. "What's wrong with Jace?"

"Well, to me, it seems like he's hitting puberty."

"Puberty? But even you haven't-"

"That's because he's different. He's not good as us."

We walk for a moment in silence.

"Jon?"

"Yes, Clary?"

"I won't hit puberty, ever."

Laughing, he pulls me closer to him.

"I'm serious!" I yell, but wrap my arms around him anyways. "But Jace isn't bad," I add as an afterthought.

I even got engaged to him!

"Clary, let's not go on about this again. I just... Want you to stay away from him."

"I can't."

"And why not?"

"Because."

I'm pretty sure he'll be mad if I tell him that we're engaged. I mean, he still hasn't given me the ring, but I trust him. Someday, he'll give me a big, shiny diamond ring.

So that was the second chapter! Thank you for reading!