A/N Happy new year everyone! Here's a little Simon angst for you. Thought you'd like this so I posted it anyway even if it's a little short. Hope y'all like it!

Simon's eyes were already filled with tears the moment he turned away from Isabelle's face.

She had been in love with Jace all along.

Jace, that asshole of a Shadowhunter. Jace, who had captivated every single girl he had ever laid his eyes on. Including his best friend.

Jace, who takes everything away from him. And who was he, thinking he had something against the golden boy? He was just a screwed up little mundane who got dragged into their Invisible world unwillingly by his best friend, got turned into a vampire and made him turn away from everything he ever loved. He heard Isabelle's voice from far away, calling his name. The pain in her voice almost made him want to turn back, but he held his ground. With an angry wipe at his face with the back of his hand, he wrenched the door of Magnus' flat open. He slammed it right back behind him as he bolted down the stairs and ran out of that damned apartment. He shouldn't have come. He shouldn't have had his hopes up. Everyone had been right; Isabelle wasn't right for him. Why didn't he listen to them? Clary had warned him about this. But then again everything was going great until that bastard ruined everything. Again.

Things like that were always unexpected, weren't they? Clary falling in love with Jace. Simon falling in love with Isabelle. Both of these things they didn't see coming, and both shouldn't even have happened. And now another heavy blow had come down upon him: Isabelle falling in love with Jace. What did the devil do to make her fall for him?

He was briskly walking down the street now, going to God knows where his feet were taking him. He didn't even mind the stares he was attracting; he was too distracted with his own raging thoughts. He thought about Clary and how he was madly in love with her for ten years. Isabelle came along and proved it wasn't meant to be, that he and Clary were only meant to be best friends. God, he was madly in love with Isabelle. He still is. For a moment he thought she was too; he knew he could make her feel things she couldn't for the others. But then perfect, glowing Jace had fucked him up for the last time.

Screw him. Screw everything. He is going to get his revenge. In one way or another, he is going to get back at Jace Wayland.