Chapter 10
Clary (little bit before going into Jace's room)
READ THIS IF YOU IGNORE ME USUALLY:
Clary doesn't remember being invisible and doesn't remember Sebastian at all. It was inferred in Chapter 7 (I think it was that one) but I didn't out right say it
Hence why she thinks she's a virgin
Recap:
I get dressed and she forces me into the bed when I try and fight it. She says to my confusion "Now young lady. You stop fighting me, your boyfriend is fine, you are fine, and your baby will be fine if you stay in that bed."
I let that sink in. What! huh?
"Baby... Baby?... Baby! WHAT? No. I'm not pregnant. That's not right! I'm a virgin! Miss, there's a mistake!"
All thoughts of Jace leave my brain as I fall back down on the bed and look up at the nurse. The nurse looks at me for a second and blinks slowly. "No, honey, you're definitely pregnant. I thought you knew. Oh dear. That was not a way to break it to you in your condition. Oh dear lord, sweet heart, it'll be okay. If you don't know then I imagine your parents don't either."
My parents. Mom and Luke, who is practically my father, what will they possibly think about me. Screw them for a second: What do I think of me?
I'm a virgin. I would remember having sex. Wouldn't I? And who could possibly be the father. The only person I've been around is Jace.
Jace.
No he's my friend. There are zero romantic feelings there. Well no, that's not true but I'D REMEMBER IF I HAD SEX WITH MY BEST FRIEND! Or anyone for that matter!
I can't be pregnant. It is physically impossible.
"Check me. I've never had sex before! It's impossible!"
She look confused probably by my sureness of my virginity (which is very damn sure) and walks over to a monitor in the corner and wheels it over and lifts my gown up. She wraps grabs some goo and rubs it on my FLAT stomach and turns the screen on. She puts a wand in it and rubs it around until she finds what she looking for and says "See there's definitely something there. And your blood tests were positive."
She moves over and all I see is gray and black and she points to this one spot that is darker than all the rest and it finally sinks in. I don't know how but I am pregnant.
"No. No no no no no! No. No. NO!" I'm hyperventilating now and tears are streaming down my face and I'm screaming my head off and the nurse moved the ultrasound monitor out of the way and tries to calm me down but I can't.
After a while I stop and just lay back and just stare at the ceiling. She notices my resignation and she looks pained and confused and leaves the room. I lay there and don't think because if I do I won't be able to stop myself from bursting back into tears.
The door opens and two footsteps walk towards me. The nurse whispers something and the person who I assume is the doctor murmurs something back. He walks around the bed and crouches by the side of the wall (handrail thingy) on the bed.
"Miss Fairchild? Your nurse here says you say you are a virgin when we know 100% you are with child. Now I want to know are you sure that's what you think or are you just scared or embarrassed to say it?"
Trisha gasps and mutters "That's not what I was inferring doctor!"
I look back and forth between them. And shake my head. "No. I'm a virgin. I know I am. I've never even had a boyfriend before."
And then that leads me to an assload of brain scans and examinations on my stomach and then they check to make sure that my PUT IT HERE is actually broken.
It is.
I'm pregnant.
Fuck.
They say that I suffered memory loss and that that's why I don't remember having sex. And that I should visit my parents and THEN I can visit Jace.
But I'm dreading it because for my mental and physical health the doctor wants me to ask Jace if we had sex. Um No. I'd rather fall in a hole then accidentally tell Jace I'm pregnant and accusing him of being the father when I don't even know.
But the doctor insisted in case Jace wasn't the father and then they needed to help me retrieve my memories.
The selfish and infatuated part of me hoped for Jace to be the father. But the other part hoped it wasn't. I don't want to ruin his life and asking/ telling him if he was the father was a sure way to do that.
AN:
So I always thought that writing was a two person thing. You know when I spend the time out of my day to write and you spend time out of your day to read my writing and then you tell me what you would like. What I'm doing wrong. What I'm doing right. What you want to happen. And all that chiz.
And maybe if you (the r word) you know the one that irritates the fuck out if you when the author puts it there.
The one I have conveniently not said once in the 10 chapters I've published.
It rhymes with...view with an re by it.
Ohhhhh that one.
Yeeaaah
(Bet you didn't see that coming)
*note sarcasm*
Maybe if I get some good answers I will publish my new idea for my
INFERNAL DEVICES FANFICTION I REALLY WANT TO WRITE
but as none if you know because no one talks to me (and I would love to just chill and talk with you if you just would write me first)
I want to be an ACTUAL writer one day. So you telling me what I suck at and what im good at will Help me accomplish this.
And if I don't get good encouragement (especially if you followed or favorited me and/or my story) for this Fanfiction how am I going to be able to handle another one when I get 0 appreciation on this one. Plus marching band 4-5/7 (four to five days out of the 7 day week) stuff and homework and having a life also. I would like some encouragement before I actually publish 2 things and make that commitment. But I REALLY WANT TOO!
So please!
Thank you iWriteNaked for the advice and support your the reason I had the guts to actually start writing so even though I don't know you! You've been a great help with everything!
Recommendation:
Divergent -Veronica Roth
You've probably heard of it.
It's pretty mainstream.
(Ohemgee I just said mainstream)
Fly on,
Fang (yes!) Tessaherondale87