A/N: I DO NOT OWN MORTAL INSTRUMENTS... sorry I always forget!
Previously;
'But it's not alright! I knew something was going to happen that night! I knew it would and it did!' he shouted down at her.
'How did you know? You were just a kid,' she replied calmly.
'I knewbecause I heard and I know who killed him, and I sure as hell will never forget.' His voice void of all emotion.
Chapter 9 – Back To School
'Why didn't you tell someone?' her voice soft.
'Because my uncle is the kind of man, who kills whoever gets in his way,' his voice shook a little but was still drained of emotion. 'Hodge Starkweather, the man who would kill his own brother to get a girl, what a grace to the family name,' Jace laughed bitterly.
They had begun walking out of the mouth of the alley when Clary said, 'Starkweather? Your name is Jace Herondale? And how did you know it was him who killed your dad?' she was a little confused.
'My last name is Herondale because Hodge has been disowned by the family, he did something in the family along while before I was born, only my dad talked to him, and then he went and did this to him.'
She waited for him to continue, Clary could see he was trying to keep his temper low, 'I know it was him because, being a kid, I was hiding, waiting for someone to find me, I had managed to squeeze between the desk and wall, efficiently hiding from everyone, then I heard it...' he stared straight ahead, eyes blank like he was there again.
FLASHBACK! (Even though Clary wasn't there) THIRD PERSON P.O.V.
Jace was hiding between his father desk and the wall in the study of their house, he heard the door open, expecting some to be looking for him, he did this often but he lowered his breathing and strained to listen.
'Know. I want that gun, Thursday night, I know for a fact he will be there then, he will probably be with his son, just get me the gun, I will take him out myself if I have to...' Jace didn't listen on further, he was young but not stupid, he was quite clever for a kid, sharp too. That is how Jace found out not to mess with his uncle.
He didn't say anything, he wouldn't get hurt, and all he had to was remember on Thursday to tell his dad he didn't want to walk through that neighbourhood.
END FLASHBACK! Clary P.O.V.
Once he told her she immediately felt sorry for him, having the burden of that secret almost all of his life.
'I used to love my uncle...' his facial expression changed and he was smirking, 'enough of that come one, I'm hungry, and it's dinner.' Clary hadn't even noticed the sun setting.
'Okay,' she smiled and followed him, he loped his arm around her neck and kissed her cheek, she blushed.
o.O.o
It was two weeks before going back to school; Clary and Jace had spent the summer together, happy and blissful. Clary still did her internship with his mother but they didn't worry about anyone else, he would hang out in her office while she worked, on her lunch breaks they would sit and talk or kiss.
Three days before school began again Clary thought of the summer, the times with Jace, gossiping to Isabelle, the few sleepovers, game nights with Simon, it had been good.
She doesn't remember exactly how it happened but she had an epiphany. It started when she was thinking of Jace, she missed him terribly, and right now his arms would have been wrapped around her, holding her close to his body.
Then it just popped in to her head. I love him. I love Jace Herondale.
But with that realisation she came to another, he was Jace Herondale, major player at their high school, he kept her around for the summer he didn't truly want her, why would he when at school he could have people like Aline, and Kaelie from school. She was the art geek, and he was the hot football star with mother's money behind him. She almost burst out in tears, but willed sleep to take her so the days would pass and get on with healing the hurt. She loved him and he would b=never love her back.
They wouldn't see each other until school; her mother told her she needed a break from him, even though during summer she encouraged her to get out of the house ad see him more.
Isabelle came over the day before school and helped Clary pick her outfit, they talked to.
'Okay, we have work to do, no longer will you sit and the art/geek table, you are promoted to the popular table, by me,' Isabelle beamed, 'And Simon too, of course.'
'It's okay Isabelle, just take Simon, I don't think everyone will be very open with me sitting with them,' Isabelle looked clueless.
'Clary Fray, you are dating Jace Herondale, you deserve to sit at that table.' Isabelle said defiantly, Clary groaned.
'Isabelle,' she sighed, deciding her words, 'yes, I'm going out with Jace, now. He just wanted someone to keep around for the summer, trust me.'
'Clary! You don't know do you?' Isabelle seemed dumbfounded.
'What?' Clary defensively crossed her arms over her chest.
'He loves you, you haven't seen him, he lights up when you're around, frowns go to smiles, he is nice, less cocky, less arrogant, he is a whole other person when you are around him. He hasn't even looked at another girl since he met you! When he was Jessica,' Jessica, another school slut, 'he still looked at other girls, even chatted up a few when we went clubbing. He loves you, trust me.' Isabelle's voice was earnest.
'Okay,' Clary sighed again, giving up, maybe she was right? And continued to watch Isabelle pick her outfit.
She laid out on the bed a pair of black leggings a blue tank top, the only black beret beanie that Clary owned and sitting on the floor was a pair of black lace up army boots, Clary's favourite.
Isabelle still didn't know about Clary's parents so she led her out of the house as she was done choosing her outfit.
o.O.o
As Clary slung her bag over her shoulder and stuffed it with pens, pencils, notebooks, and her sketch book, picked up her keys, purse and phone, she was out the door on her way to school, it was close to a twenty minute walk.
Along the way somewhere she felt a presence next to her, Jace, she thought immediately, but was met with a pair of black eyes where there should have been gold, Sebastian.
'Hey you!' she greeted, still happy.
'Hey,' he shoulder bumped her as they continued to school together, falling in to step together.
'How was your summer? Wait, what school are you going to?' she asked excitedly.
'Uh, this place called The Institute? Sounds stuck up, I like it.' Sebastian chuckled, 'my summer was good, and we didn't get to get that coffee,'
'Oh, sorry, I was...' she paused for a second, 'busy, I guess.' And for a minute she doubted herself, why didn't she say anything about being with Jace?
A/N: Sorry it's short again and I left it at a cliffy :s but the next one should be up soon!
BUT REVIEW :D thanks.
