"Thanks mom." I said. I had no idea how she knew Jace and I would end up together, but she was right about it.
The next morning I made my way to school. I had to walk since Jon got up early and took the car for no apparent reason. I saw a black car pull up beside me and it honked. I stopped walking and turned to the right. The window was rolled down to reveal Jace on the other side of it.
"Hey." I said smiling.
"Hey Clary, you want a ride to school?" He asked me.
"Yeah, that would be great." I said as I walked around to get in on the passenger side of the car. I slipped inside and put my book bag in the backseat. "Thanks." He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.
"No problem." He pulled out away from the curb and continued to drive to school.
"Where are Izzy and Alec?" I asked as I realized that they weren't in their usual seats in the car. He looked at me then back to the road ahead of us.
"They got in a fight."
"Why? About what?" I asked curious.
"Izzy said she wanted to find out more about you and our relationship. Alec was trying to tell her that it was none of her business."
"Oh, and you had nothing to say about this?" I asked.
"Yeah, well I tried to tell her to leave you alone, but when she's in that kind of mood there's no stopping her. So I left."
"Oh, I thought Izzy and I were friends." I mumbled quietly. However since I was right beside Jace he heard me. He put one hand over mine and looked up to meet my eyes.
"She does, she just realized how serious our relationship was and wanted to know more. It's just; I've never felt the way I do about you than I have another girl before Clary." He took his hand off mine and returned his gaze to the road.
"Thanks Jace." I smiled to myself. "What did Izzy want to know about me?" I asked.
"Oh, well just random things like your birthday, your family, what your childhood was like, how you were raised." I stiffened hearing the last two parts. Unable to block the memories that came swarming into my head.
"No-"I gasped. I put my hands over my head to try and stop the memories from entering my mind. They just kept coming back. Replaying over and over of my father beating me, kicking me, slapping. It wouldn't stop. I could feel strong arms wrap around me. No! No! It's him! It's Valentine. But as I said this to myself I realized that I was wrong. I could hear someone saying my name. But it wasn't my father.
"Clary, Clary, you're okay! You're safe." When he said this, and I realized that it was Jace. I lifted my hands from my face and looked up at him.
"Jace?" He looked at me with worry and concern written on his face.
"Clary," He hugged me tighter. "Clary, you're safe." When I pulled myself together I pulled away and looked up at him.
"Thanks Jace, and I'm sorry. It's just you bringing up, the, well um, past thing and, I had a pretty bad past, so…"
"Clary, I get it. I'll talk to Izzy, okay?"
"O-Okay." He looked outside the window; we were in the school parking lot. "Do you want to go to class, or take a breather?" He asked as he turned to face me.
"A breather would be good." I said. He started the car.
"My house should be empty, what to go there?" He asked me as he pulled away from the school.
"Yeah, that would be better."
Sorry for the short chapter, but I wonder what's going to happen at Jace's house? Make sure to review to keep me motivated and tell me what you want from the story. I love to hear anything you all have to say. Anyway, hope you like it!
