AN: 39 reviews wahoooo! I love you guys and thanks so much for all the story alerts- they have been non stop this whole time. I have dedicated a whole day to writing my fan fiction today and I'm aiming at writing the next two chapters as well for this story so as long as the reviews pile in I will happily update within the week :D. Now I know some of you were sad over the ending of the last chapter- I absolutely hate writing break ups and seriously what was Clary thinking of doing it over text! Plus edited chap 1 cus frankly it sucked lol and will edit chap 2 later on this week. Let's get reviews to 45 people :D

CLARY: I couldn't do it face to face…He had that effect on me where I'd probably just blurt everything out and crawl back into his arms.

JACE: Even more reason why you shouldn't of done it!

CLARY: Shut up Jace, Megan needs to tell everyone of our story and you keep interrupting!

JACE: ME! *puts hand on heart* But I'm an angel

CLARY: SHUT-

ME: okay and on with the story. I do not own MI Cassandra Clare does the lucky duck but I own the plotline.

CLARY: And review! I can make Jace take his shirt off ;).

CLARY'S POV:

'Hello sweetie.' I purred. My hand pressed against the door as I leant against it, showing off as much skin as possible. I watched as his eyes hungrily stared down at the nude flesh piercing every inch like he wanted to eat it up. 'I was wondering if you wanted to come and play.' My fingers outstretched beckoning him forward and it didn't take him long to oblige and I couldn't feel anything but disgust as I already viewed the bulge piercing in his pants.

'We can have all the fun we want.' He said gripping my hips with his nails and sucking on the skin of my neck, already moaning my name.

This was the plan; seduce, give him what he wants, then tell him about the problem growing ever so quickly underneath my belly button. It had already been two weeks since

I found out. Two weeks since I sent that text the broke my heart. That caused me to cower in my room for as humanly possible until reality set in and I realized as the baby bump began to appear that Sebastian would find out sooner or later.

In moments he had picked me up, my legs straddling his waist as he threw me on the bed still sucking at my skin. The bulge was pressed against my thong, which ripped off quickly shredding it into pieces and chucking it on the floor and then he was inside me. He was nowhere near as gentle as Jace. Sebastian drove into me with force, pain ripping inside of me at the impact but I remained silent. Whimpering silently reminding myself that I had to give Sebastian pleasure or it would just get worse form here on out.

Soon it was over at I let out a breath in relief. I was still burning and soar but ignored it, pretending to admire Sebastian, as he lay sweating and naked beside me. His fingers rubbing against my breasts, pushing against them causing a flare of pain that I quickly pushed to the back of my mind.

We lay there, his lustful eyes gazing at me in anything but love and as I pretended to do the same. None of it felt right and I knew that the truth had to come out.

'Sebastian…' I started. He looked up, lust still filling his gaze. 'I have to tell you something.' I gulped internally. 'I'm pregnant.' His watchful eyes soon changed to anger that were adamant in his dark expression.

'Whose?' He shouted. His eyes turning bloodshot and his nails dangerously dug into my skin grazing it and drawing drops of blood.

'Yours-' I tried.

'Don't give me that bull shit Clary! Whose?' He demanded his hand smacking down on my skin leaving red marks glowering on my arms and face.

'I got drunk, it was just a one-nightstand. I can't even remember his name.' The lie tasted bitter on my tongue. He released me but before I could let out a sigh his fist came in contact with my face, flying me across the room. 'I promise!'

'Just a night stand!' He growled his hand swiping against me.

'I…I' I squealed. Red flooding my vision from the impact.

'You're a slut! Nothing but a slut!' He growled.

'I'm sorry.' I whimpered.

'It's mine! Got it! You will tell everyone it is mine or-'

'I know.' I whimpered before he got up and left slamming the door behind him and leaving me naked, cold and bruised on the floor. 'How did I get into this mess?'

JACE POV

'What can I get you hot shot?' One of the waitresses winked. I glanced at her quickly, her blouse was undone allowing her breasts to purposely stick out in my direction and I grimaced at the thought that a few months ago I wouldn't of even answered that question but would of dragged her into the back closet with my dick already doing her.

'Another shot.' I muttered and drowned it in one gulp as she placed it on the table.

'Anything else?' She asked fluttering her eyelashes. I shook my head turning my attention away from her. I used to never turn down a one-night stand with any type of girl but that was before I met Clary and for the first time actually felt what love was like. Her red luscious hair how it tickled my chin whenever I kissed her pale smooth skin. It hurt to think of how much I missed just being with her but I'd read the text a million times over and it didn't seem I'd be getting her back anytime soon.

I'd called even though her last request was to ask me not to but the calls deliberately went to her voicemail and it appeared that either she still remained too unwell to leave or she was avoiding me without a single slip up.

I closed my eyes. I wasn't sure if it was the amount of tequila shots or the thoughts of Clary but I suddenly felt an overwhelming amount of dizziness and with a single motion threw up the remaining contents of the latest meal.

'I ain't cleaning that up!' The previous waitress exclaimed from behind me and I grunted in reply. 'Well I'm not!' I wanted to say but instead picked up my jacket and stomped out of the bar wondering the streets until I found somewhere to go like every other night the past two weeks.

I found myself in front of my music shop and quickly slit in the key before Sebastian's unfortunate voice called out from behind.

'What do you want?' I glowered at him, his continuous sadistic grin propped half- heartedly on his face.

'Uh uh uh, is that anyway to talk to your clients.'

'What do you want?' I repeated.

'I have a work proposition boy,' Sebastian began his dark eyes glistening as he spoke. 'Many of my co-workers enjoyed your entertainment last month and it has been recommended for you to become our regular entertainment for our company events. You interested?'

I stood there looking at him for a few moments, a deadly silence filling air. 'Continue.'

'You'll get paid quite a substantial amount of money,' He turned to look at my music shop, chuckling as he moved his had against the crisp, worn out painted wall, 'Something you seem to need.'

'When's the next gig?'

'Tomorrow-'

'But that's too short notice!' I argued. His eyes met mine.

'Do you want the job or not?' Before I could stop myself I nodded ignoring a argument against the topic playing at the back of my mind..

'Any requests?' I asked steadily.

'No, I don't take an interest in sound.' He sneered. I clenched my fist behind my back. The guy surely knew how to piss me right off. First he ruins my girlfriend. Ex girlfriend, I corrected. Then he has a nerve to criticize my music!

'Well, at least tell me what I have to work with?'

'Aaah but this has to remain confidential between the two of us until the party.' His smirk turned evil as he grinned at me and all I wanted to do was swipe that ever lasting smile off his son of a bitch face.

'I promise.'

'Now what are we, children?' I shook my head in reply. 'Well, I'm sure you can be trusted otherwise your job is obviously on the line and as you know I'm a very powerful man.' His laughter became louder and louder and I nodded. Making sure not to show a single emotion on my face. The last thing I needed was to show any weaknesses and unfortunately Sebastian did not bring out the best in me and he was obviously pleased with who he was and the power he unfortunately had which made me hate him even more, though I was sure that had been impossible.

'You see it's a surprise for my fiancée,' Clary, I thought my mind suddenly racing. 'It's our announcement party.'

I stood quietly for a few moments

'Announcement for what?' I asked.

'Well you see, ' His black eyes standing out even in the darkness. 'She's pregnant.'

SIMON POV:

'Coffee Iz?' I called out.

'No thanks Si.' She mumbled as she entered the room, still in her laced black bra and short pajama pants. I looked at her up and down before checking my watch.

'Babe it's 8:30, shouldn't you be changed by now?'

'Oh…um, I'm thinking of going late.' She said softly. Giving me a small smile that didn't quite reach all the way.

'You okay sweetie, you look tired.' I said, stroking the bruises underneath hey eyes as she leant into my touch.

'Oh yeah I'm fine!' She quipped moving away from me, her head staring down at the tiled floor.

'No your not.' I said as I walked back towards her and stretched my arms around her small, curved waist, moving up and down her neck with small and soft kisses.

'I'm just worried Si….'

'About?' I asked clutching her small hand against mine and pulling her back into the bedroom.

'It's nothing. Really.' She promised smiling up at me as we both sat down snuggled up against each other on the queen-sized bed.

'Tell me beautiful.'

'I…I have a check up on Sunday.' Her eyes avoiding mine as she looked down at our linked hands that were planted against her lap.

'You…you think your pregnant?' I asked. I stood frozen looking at her, I…I couldn't possibly have a kid….

'No,' Her eyes finally meeting mine and saw her eyes wide with fear. 'I went to the doctors yesterday because I hadn't been feeling well and I've been feeling tired an weak-' Tears began falling from her cheeks as she fell into me her head resting against my chest as she cried and sobbed against my shirt. My hand stroking her bare back as I kissed her hair until she looked back up at me, her eyes shining from the remaining tears that were forming in her eyes.

'They-' She hiccupped, holding a hand to her mouth, 'They think I might have leukemia.'

'What?' But all she could do was nod as more tears swelled against her face.

'Shhh baby.' I whispered rocking her back and forth in my lap. She looked back up at me with small, sad eyes. 'If their right then we will get through this together.' I pulled up our linked hands to prove a point, smiling down at her.

'Y...you'd still stay with me even though I'm sick?'

I placed my hand under her chin, pulling her head up to meet mine as I leant forward and kissed her. Our lips smoothly met in an intentional promise just between the two of us.

'I lost you once, Iz. I'm never doing it again. I'll be with you until the end.'

CLARY POV:

'Sebastian, Is this really necessary?' He looked up at me and smiled.

'Of course it is Clare, you did promise.' I nodded my head, understanding that there wasn't much to do about the situation although a party, really? But Sebastian always got what he wanted and if he wanted an announcement party then I'll be darned he'll have an announcement party.

'Now before we go, 'He said pulling my face to look at him, gripping against my neck so my eyes without a choice met his as he glowered down at me. 'Are you sure you don't remember his name?' Obviously referring to his as the baby's real birth father. Of course you do it's Jace, the man you're undoubtfully still in love with.

'No, I'm 100% certain I cannot remember anything about him.' I lied but Sebastian still remained awfully suspicious.

'Not even a brief description?'

'Um…yes! I remember he was a brunette…' I hated lying, it just brought out more hurt and stories that I didn't or anyone else didn't need to complicate their lives but unfortunately my choices were one sided; either Jace, Dad and my brother go to jail and all of us live a life of hell or I stay with Sebastian and all remains fine and dandy for everyone else.

'Oh that only narrows it down to 60% off New York's male population!' Sebastian remarked sarcastically.

'Sorry that's all I can remember.' I shrugged. Lies! Lies! Lies!

'And are you sure they can't remember you either?'

'What do you mean?' I asked.

'I can't risk them telling.' Shit, one thing I didn't think of.

'I'm sure no one will find out and if anyone does tell sweetie, whose going to believe whoever the hell they are over us. The media will just believe it as a scam for money.' Sadly enough I was impressed with myself for the mini speech and that did not do anything for the guilt bubbling around in my chest.

'Hmm…you better be right.' Was all he said before marching off into the limo, I was close on his heels.

'In you go Miss.' One of the security officers said, grasping my hand and spinning me out of the limo and into the hallway.

'Thank you!' I called, adjusting my dress and swinging into the large hall in the building where bubbles of people such as friends, co workers of the company and especially the media surrounded me pounding on about what announcement this could possibly be.

'Miss Fray, there have been several rumors that you are calling off your wedding with Mr. Verlac!'

'Miss Fray, is it true that you are trying out for the star lead in Nicolas Spark's latest movie adapt?'

'Miss Fray!'

'Miss Fray!'

Hundreds pounding on question after question as I walked along passing them without a single glance. That was until I stopped still recognizing the voice singing up on the stage.

AN: Song is 'Isn't she lovely' by Stevie Wonder 3

'Isn't she lovely

Isn't she wonderfull

Isn't she precious

Less than one minute old

I never thought through love we'd be

Making one as lovely as she

But isn't she lovely made from love

Isn't she pretty

Truly the angel's best

Boy, I'm so happy

We have been heaven blessed

I can't believe what God has done

through us he's given life to one

But isn't she lovely made from love

Isn't she lovely

Life and love are the same

Life is Aisha

The meaning of her name

Londie, it could have not been done

Without you who conceived the one

That's so very lovely made from love'

Something about the lyrics of the song, that and Jace's deliberate avoidance of eye contact made it obvious he knew more then he was letting on. The scary part was wondering but how much?

Before I thought about it I sprinted through the masses of people who still continued to blabber away random questions as I ran past them and to the back of the stage where I found Jace. Sitting down on a bench with his guitar in his lap and staring at the blank wall in front of him.

'What are you doing here?' I asked, surprised to see his back hunch up as he continued to look at the wall.

'Got a job. Need the money.'

'Are you going to talk to me?' I asked. Staring at him as he turned around. An unknown look I'd never seen before planted on his face.

'Thought you requested not to talk to you?' Jace growled. Turning away from me again as I walked back two steps feeling like he'd just punched me in the face.

'So, I'm guessing you know.' I said but he didn't answer but instead asked 'Is it mine?'

I stood there for a few seconds, wondering what to say but my mind turned to a complete blank.

'N…no,' I whispered, unable to comprehend what I was saying. 'It's Sebastian's.' He grimaced.

'I thought you said you weren't sleeping with him?' I could feel tears form in my eyes and even though I was unable to see his face I could imagine the hurt plastered on there.

'I…I guess I lied.'

He suddenly turned to look t me. His eyes meeting mine but remained emotionless and cold.

'So the whole time we were together you were carrying his damn spawn!'

'Jace-' But before I could finish he threw something that bounced against the ground and landed before me. 'What?' I said picking it up and twirling it around in my hand.

'Bought it for you the day you broke up with me. I was going to use it as a promise that no matter what we were going to get out of this together but do you know what it's just a piece of trash to me now!' And with that he stormed off without a second glance leaving me with the object-clutched in my hand.

I opened my hand up, my arm shaking ever so slightly. The piece of gold glistening from the light of the sun reflecting in the room and unintentionally I slid it on my finger.

Jace's ring. His promise to me.

And it felt so right.

AN: I've decided this is a good place to stop the chapter and I apologize as it is shorter then usual but quite a shock hey and still no progress on Clary and Jace :'(. And I know at you guys are thinking….Izzy? But I've read so much fanfiction and I just think Izzy deserves a big part once in a while instead of being Clary's shopaholic best friend but someone who has their own little story- not saying that she definitely had leukemia. I'm actually interested to kno if you guys think I should go ahead with the idea or not? Up to you! And please review and tell me what you think of Jace's reaction. I've realized I really haven't shown much of a strong Jace so I decided to kind of show his strong side with his reaction where he just remained emotionless and angry. But please review and tell me what you think and I know I know- Clary is one stupid stupid girl!