"What?" I ask him trying to put a confused look on my face.
"I've seen the way you look at him and the way he looks at you." He says.
"Jem I don't know what you're talking about." I say trying to sound innocent.
"Everyone has noticed. We were talking about it at breakfast."
"Why did you kiss me then? If you thought Will and I were... Uh... Together?"
"Because I care for you Tessa. I thought if I kissed you, you would realize that there is something between us." he said shyly.
"Jem, I am so sorry. You are a wonderful handsome gentlemen but -" he cut me off
"Don't worry Tessa. Enjoy the rest of your day." He turned and walked away. I was going to call for him, but I had nothing else to say. I walked back up the stairs to the attic to talk to Will. He was standing in the corner, hunched over a box looking for something. "Will?"
"Tessa, back for more I see." he smirks.
"Will."
"Sorry."
"Jem is hurt."
"What! What happened to him? Was it to do with his...?" He stops. And stands up to Leave.
"Will no." I put a hand onto his chest. He glances down at it.
"He thinks there is something going on between us. He us upset." I explain.
"Well there is something between us right?" he asks.
"Will. Go talk to him."
"And say what? I have no feelings for you? Because that would be lying. Then what? That he can have you? Because well... No I just can't say that."
"Please Will? Just say something." He gives me an annoyed look but then leaves. I walk over towards the box in the corner, curious to know what Will was looking for. The box had been labelled with the name Herondale. I carefully opened the box trying not to get dust on my dress. The first thing I saw in the box was a portrait of two people. Both looked very young. One was a girl she was sitting on a chair. She had blonde curls falling delicately below her breasts. Her face looked a lot like Will's; she had his smile, the same honey colored skin and the same beautiful blue eyes. Standing up next to her was a tall man. He had a muscular figure. I could see the Shadowhunter marks printed on the side of his neck. He had dark green eyes and black hair that was identical to Will. Both people in this painting were very beautiful. I looked at the back of the painting to where the name was printed. Herondale 1860. I figured it must of been painted a year before Will was born. I placed the painting down beside the box. The box was filled of little things like expensive looking jewellery, letters, diaries and more paintings. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I stood up and smoothed my dress. Sophie appeared in the door way wearing her usual pale yellow dress, white apron and bonnet. The shadows hid her scar, she looked beautiful, considering. "Miss Tessa! Where have you been? I have been searching for you since breakfast!" she almost yells.
"My apologies Sophie." Sophie turns to leave and I go to follow her. I trip on the hem of my skirt and come tumbling down. Then everything went black