AN: No one answered my question and I feel like I'm talking to myself on these things. SO I GET TO CHOOSE! You snooze you loose...
Jaces behavior is different than in the book because he lives a different life here.
He isn't a player, he isn't OUTRAGEOUSLY arrogant, like in most fanfictions, and he will NEVER be referred to as 'The Golden Boy' (no offense to anyone that has called him that but i have gotten annoyed with the amount of him being called that because CC called him a lion and a blonde more than she called him anything to do with Gold.) his eyes however will be called gold.
So if and when Jace gets self conscious about his feelings because he's never been around a girl before really and definitely hasn't done anything with one or if he isn't as Macho as whatever it's because I'm really Trying not to be a stereotype.
Jace
(present time) ( I seriously need to stop knocking them unconscious and waking them up at the beginning of the chapter)
I was currently sitting in a hospital bed. Okay. Not sitting, laying on my stomach because my back hadn't healed completely. The hospital had stitched the puncture wounds and the burns from the whip had scabbed over. And all the poison had worn off, very painfully. As in puking my guts out for 3 days straight. But i had protected my best and only friend so it was worth it.
I could sit up for short periods of time. So when I heard the door open I started to turn over but as I did I hear a girls voice say "Don't move for me I'll be there in a second." I stop and listen to her voice, it sounded stuffed up and I turned my head to the source.
"Clary!" I turn over quickly and immediately regret it. I gasp and squeeze my eyes shut. I keep them closed and groan for like the millionth time in the past 2 weeks. She hears me and rushes towards me and I open my eyes to see her in a wheel chair. I look and realize her right leg is in a white cast. I take in the rest of her injuries and something stirs inside me. Anger. I quench it for the moment and look up at her and smile.
"Clary!" I say again. I move slowly towards her with outstretched arms and she moves close enough where I can hold her. I wrap my arms around her and rest my chin on her shoulder and squeeze my eyes shut then I tilt my head so I speak close to her ear. "God, Pidge, you scared the hell out of me. Don't ever do that again!"
She brings her arms up and wraps them lightly around my shoulders. "It's okay you can squeeze harder than that. I won't break." I let go of her for a second to tighten her arms around me and then I hug her again.
By the angel this feels right. This is the first time she's let me get this close. And I bask in it for a moment and then realize she hasn't said anything and is probably uncomfortable. I start to pull away but she squeezes harder and I wince a little but I tighten my grip. "Hey. Come up here you're probably hurting like that." She keeps her head down and lets me maneuver her to sit beside me in the bed with her cast leg propped up on mine. She then buries her head in my chest and I realize she's crying. Not silent tears either but body wracking sobs.
I gasp. Ohmygod I'm a terrible best friend. "Clary? Clary! Why are you crying? Hey! We're alright. It's okay." I go on like that reassuring her and she slowly calms down. She slumps down, exhausted, and I slowly lay backwards so we are both laying down in the bed with her laying on my chest.
My back ignites on fire and I see black spots for a second till I shift it to where it won't hurt and she can still lay here. "I'm sorry." She whispers. I sigh. I should have known she'd blame herself for something like this. "For what?" I ask gently; still afraid she'll breakdown again.
"For forgetting you, for making you wait on me for 2 weeks, for breaking down like I just did, for being a suck-ish friend and feeling sorry for myself when your sitting in a hospital bed, in pain while I'm causing you pain right now cause I need your comfort and you won't say anything about it but I know your back is killing you right now."
"Clarissa. Fairchild. Shut up right now before I kick you out of here right now and I show you what a sucky friend can be like." She winces and starts to move but my arms restrain her and I soften my voice as I lecture her. "And you had a traumatic experience and your brain momentarily shut down I don't blame you for that."
"It's okay to feel sorry for yourself every once in a while. Everyone needs to be selfish at some point."
"And my pain is my pain that I endure. Pain demands to be felt. And if I willingly let it be felt than I will; that is not your problem Clary and I don't want to hear something like this again. Okay?"
She sits there and she sniffles a little and says "Okay, except for the pain thing I won't cause you that." She then moves so she's laying on the bed beside me and she makes me move where I'm laying on my side. Which actually is a huge relief even if I'm disappointed that I'm no longer holding her.
I look at her and smile again. And she reluctantly smiles back. "Can you believe they think I would have hurt you? Put you In a coma and all. And your family acted as if they'd never even heard of me. Like I was some stranger who had just barged in the day you had a car accident. God like seriously? They almost arrested me. If I hadn't gotten hurt I surely would have been."
" I know. I saw Jon when I first woke up and when he told me I flipped out I haven't seen him since then because I yelled at him and the doctor made him leave and I wanted to see you then but they had to do some tests and made me see my mom and Luke. Which I didn't want to do at all because she was in on it all too. But they made me and then I came here."
I smile again and then I look down and realize my arm had unconsciously made it where it was wrapped around her waist and her leg was still on top of mine. I blush and tighten my grip. She realizes it too because I see her blush also.
"I -"
And of course that is when my nurse, Trisha, walks in with Jonathan, Jocelyn, and Luke behind her.
We lost the football game 38-0. God my team sucks this year. But I have to leave the school next week at 9 AM to get to our away game in Carolton county which I guess is super far since the game starts at 7 at night. So missed school! And A long time to write!
Meh y'all know my complaints.
Recommendation:
Smoke and Bone Trilogy by Laini Taylor
This book actually encouraged the idea of the book I'm writing (my actual book not this fanfiction)
It's great with Angels in it. Which I love books about Angels, Fallen Angels, nephilim, and/or demons. So if you've read any with those in them I'd love some pointers. It just any boon you think is good.
Questionish thing: (if I've posted more chapters please still answer previous questions)
Recommend something you want to happen or not because I have the basic plot but not most details and not the detailed plot and if I like your idea I might use it and tell people it was your idea!
OH do you like what I do with the Point of View thing? Like when I go to Clary I go back and do it in her point if view for a while and then come back to present? Or should I just keep it where I just start off with The Point of View where the last left off?
Fly on,
tessaherondale87
