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Sorry for not updating yesterday! I suddenly didn't have any time to write so I had to delay this by a day. But here we are! The flashback to the accident. I am warning you. Some graphic description of an unconscious person will be on this chapter. The subject might be shocking to some people, so if you feel uncomfortable with any of this, you can stop reading. The next chapters won't be this graphic but they might be a little bit dark. I'll put the end of last chapter here so you guys remember where we were at:
"Do you want to talk about it?" Izzy asked carefully. Clary looked up and met Izzy's eyes. Clary's eyes were filled with tears, ready to be spilled. Clary took her sleeve and wiped them away.
"I think I don't have a choice at this point. Jace is back and I have to face him soon. I think it's best if I clear my mind now, before I have to face him again."
"Then tell me." Izzy said and Clary's thoughts went back to the night.
Clary was sitting in the light of a lamp on the edge of the sidewalk. It was her mother's and Luke's wedding and the after party was still going strong. Though Clary wanted to go home. Jace walked out of the building behind Clary where the party was being held. He wasn't drunk, just a little bit tipsy. He sat down next to Clary and started talking.
"Hey Spitfire" Jace said smirking. Clary's head turned so she was facing Jace. He stared fiercely into her deep emerald eyes and Clary stared at his eyes just as fiercely. Jace's eyes were like a pool of gold. Especially when the moon hovering over them shined straight into his eyes.
"Hey Goldilocks" Clary responded mimicking the smirk Jace had on his face.
"Enjoyed the party?" Jace asked, running his hand through his beautiful, golden locks he called hair. They were so shiny and soft, Clary just wanted to hip her hands in them, grab them, pull and crash those smirking lips onto hers. But she didn't. Instead, she replied.
"It's been ok. I'm just super tired and want to go home."
"Do you want me to walk you home?" Jace asked.
"No, you can stay and enjoy the party. I don't live far away," Clary muttered.
"I know where you live Clary we're practically neighbors and I've known you for forever," Jace chuckled. "I'll walk you home." This time it was not a question. Jace stood up and reached his hand out so Clary could grab it and he pulled Clary up. Once she was up, she didn't let go of Jace's hand. They begun walking towards Clary's house hand in hand.
"So, what scholarship are you taking?" asked Clary.
"I have no idea. Probably something near here so I can still visit my family..." and you, Clary, Jace thought. He and Clary had always had a weird relationship. They have always been friends, even when Jace was younger he used to tease Clary a lot. Once puberty hit them both, there's always been something between them but they never did anything about it. Jace knew she loved her and hoped she loved him back. Clary knew she loved Jace and hoped he loved her back. But neither of them never said anything about it, never acted on it and never ever talked about it. Both of them wanted to talk about it, but the fear of change was the one keeping them back. Also Jonathan. He was Jace's best friend and it had always been clear that you do not touch the best friends sister. Neither of them wanted to hurt Jonathan so they continued ignoring their feelings.
Jace and Clary continued their conversation until they reached Clary's porch. Jace turned to face Clary, their fingers still intertwined. Once again he found himself staring into those familiar emerald eyes. Clary returned the look intensely. Neither of them said a word. They just enjoyed each-others company before they had to part again. And suddenly, something was happening. Out of the blue, Clary reached in and grabbed Jace's shirt from the front and pulled him flush against herself. She crashed her beautiful lips against Jace's and soon they were kissing. Clary and Jace. Kissing! This was so new for the both of them, they were both blown away by the surprise. At first the kiss was slow and sweet, but soon enough it turned into passionate and deep kisses. Jace grabbed Clary by the waist and she wrapped her legs around his lap. Jace turned around and pressed Clary's back against the wall. Clary's hands traveled along his toned biceps to his muscular chest. She ran them against his flat stomach and back up into his soft hair. A small moan escaped her lips as Jace begun trailing small butterfly kisses along her jaw to her collarbone. He moved back to her mouth and deepened the kiss. All of a sudden a loud crash could be heard from away.
Jace set Clary down and looked around, searching for the origin of the sound. A car was completely smashed against another car nearby. Clary could immediately recognize the car and her expression went blank. She started sprinting towards the two cars. When she reached them, she tried yanking the car door open, but nothing would happen. The car was completely wrecked and once she saw Jocelyn and Luke at the front seats, her mind went black.
"It was all my fault" Clary said to Izzy, who was sitting on the booth opposite to her. "If I weren't there with Jace and would have walked home with my parents, they wouldn't have driven the car, therefore they wouldn't have crashed. Me and Jace could have been together and Jonathan wouldn't have had to leave. I would be living with my mom and Luke every other week and with Valentine every other. I would be happy leaving for college and seeing Jace again. But now I can't even think of him without feeling guilty about the night." Clary was sobbing at this point and Izzy had grabbed her hand to comfort her.
"You know it's not your fault. And it isn't Jace's either. It's the drunk driver's fault who crashed to your mom's and Luke's car. And you know that. Do not blame yourself on this. There is nothing you could have done." Izzy felt so bad for Clary. She had lost almost everything. Her mom, Luke, Jace and Jonathan. Everyone she had left she had pushed away. Izzy was happy for her finally opening up and talking about it though.
"Why did they take a car anyway? It was so near. Why did they have to be so stupid?" Clary whined crying. She really missed mom and Luke. And Jace. And Jonathan. She really wanted to see Jace but at the same time she didn't. She would have to face him soon enough though. And she thinks that she's finally ready for it.
"I don't know. I'm sorry."
"Can we go home now? I want to go to sleep. I'm meeting Simon tomorrow and I need energy for that," Clary asked.
"Sure," Izzy replied, helping Clary up. They walked back to the apartment and talked about the accident and Jace until Clary went to bed. Tonight Clary could actually fall asleep happy, realizing that she had gotten her best friend by her side. Maybe this year wouldn't be so bad after all and maybe things will get better. Thank god she had Izzy.
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There it is! I'm sorry the ending was a little bit rushed. I had to get this done pretty quickly since I have a busy day. Review please! I'll be updating again tomorrow or on the weekend.
Love, your sarcastic Herondale.
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