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Chapter 2
Jace stopped outside of Clary's door. He swallowed, his fist going
up to the door and suddenly freezing, centimetres from the door. He
could hear the sounds distinctly, but he pressed the side of his head
and hands to the door. Sounds of Clary sobbing was evident, and he
pressed harder, anxious to be closer to her.
"Jace," he heard her whisper, and he froze. He backed up,
stumbling from the door, just as the loud noises of thundering
footsteps came into the institute. He turned wildly, and left as silently
and as quickly as a cougar.
Clary's POV
Clary sat up from her bed, her face streaked with tears, which she
hastily wiped with her sleeve. Jace. She loved him unconditionally. Yes,
he was annoying, but he was also caring. She pressed a pillow to her
face as if to suffocate herself. Love was never easy, but it was not
supposed to be like this. She walked to the mirror, and looked at her
tangled hair, and blotchy, red face. She'd always thought that Jace was
too good to be true. Maybe this was how it was all supposed to be,
brother and sister. But the pain and loneliness washed over her, and
she wondered if this was truly who they were meant to be.
Isabelle POV
"Clary!" Isabelle shouted, hauling her shopping bags into
her bedroom. She stopped, looking at the door in frustration when the
red - headed girl showed no sign of hearing her.
"Oh, Jace!" she said, as he passed by. "Where's your sister?"
Jace seemed to wince something, but recovered quickly, and
smirked. "Oh, Jace!" he mimicked her words, but said it so it had very
different meanings to it. "If you want me to pay attention to you, just
tell me. You didn't need to use her as an excuse."
"Very funny," Isabelle muttered, pushing past him and going
down the hallway.
"Clary!" Isabelle said, pounding on Clary's door. "Didn't you hear
me?"
In response, Isabelle heard a muffled, "Coming!"
She waiting impatiently, tapping her high heeled boots, and when
Clary opened the door, Isabelle just stared.