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Mmmm, she thought to herself as she devoured her avocado and poached eggs on toast. She decided to make another one for Jonathan who was still sleeping. After staring at it longingly for around 7 minutes he decided to just eat that one too and make him another one. Unfortunately he walked in while she was halfway through eating it. He chuckled at her as she had taken a very un-lady like bite and had avocado and egg smeared a bit on her cheek. She gulped it down and blushed slightly. "What, none for me?" he joked.
"Well I did make you one but you were taking too long so I ate it," she said in a teasing tone. He just chuckled and set to making himself some eggs and bacon. She moved across the room towards the living room and noticed Jonathan's eyes swivel to watch her. She sighed inwardly, great she had caused him to be paranoid about every move she made now. God damn Jace.
She sat down and chucked in a random movie, it ended up being Disney's frozen. She knew it was a childish movie but something about it fascinated her, especially the main character who resembled Clary's appearance and attitude.
Eventually Jonathan walked past glancing at her on his way. "Where are you going?" she asked him.
"Training," he said as he disappeared down the hall. She'd love to train but she didn't want to disturb him. As much as they had trained together before she knew he preferred to train alone. Especially after what happened she thought to herself. Crap, she would really have to talk to him when he was done and get all these feelings off of her chest, even if they were proven right. Whether he decided to say with her or not she wouldn't tell him about the baby just yet because she didn't want him to feel obliged to stay and even if he did decided to stay she wanted to give him time to adjust not scare or pressure him with that news.
She got sick of the movie and turned it off. She decided to work on some sketches as she was bored and restless. She headed upstairs and grabbed her pad. Then she went intpothe study and receded into the corner and decided to draw the far wall with the magnificent mahogany bookshelves and the neatly ordered books because it was a pretty sight and the sleek, modern looking furniture complimented it nicely. She was ¾ of the way through the drawing when the sun had shifted too much to continue drawing.
She checked the time and deducted 3 hours from it to get the time she had started the drawing and decided to finish it at that time tomorrow when the sun would be in the same spot and she could continue refining her highlights and shadows.
Jonathan walked in but she didn't notice as she was too busy studying her drawing frowning as artists do when trying to figure out adjustments they can make. "Oh by the angel Clary I couldn't find you," Jonathan exclaimed and she looked up to meet his worried eyes.
"Sorry I was just drawing and I like to sit in corners to do it," she murmured a bit awkwardly as she realised how creepy that sounded. She felt a bit uncomfortable seeing him just a meter or so away from her but utilising a guarded face and he studied her. She felt like something had shifted in their relationship and she was too scared to bring up the conversation she had promised herself she'd have when he finished training so she got up and started towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Jonathan asked before she could disappear through the door.
"Training," she she said, echoing his answer from before.
She headed upstairs and pulled on black leggings and a black sports tank top. She swiped a towel from the bathroom and made her way back downstairs to train. Once she was inside she completed her stretches but she hurried them as she just wanted to start training. Once done she completed her regular training. She felt her rage boiling to the surface as she let her mind drift to Jace. They had been together for so long and sacrificed so much for each other, did that mean nothing to that imbecile? She was laying into the punching bag now. She had only hastily wrapped a bit of bandage around each hand and she felt the sting of the bag under her knuckles now but she couldn't stop. She was like a machine. She kept at it, fists flying and she welcomed the pain because they brought her a distraction from the hurt Jace had caused to her and Jonathan because Jonathan's pain was her pain.
Sweat stuck her hair to her forehead and her clothes to her body. Still she kept going and her hands were bleeding heavily now, the punching bag had become red in spots and slippery. She hit it one last time with all the anger and hurt that had been bubbling under the surface and felt it swing dangerously, close to coming off the hook.
Some deep part of her was satisfied that she could hit that hard and the other side wanted to keep going. She packed her gear and wiped down with the towel and decided to make her way upstairs. She saw Jonathan coming out of the study on the other side of the staircase and raced to get up the stairs and into the room before him, she really didn't want to have that talk.
"Clary?" he called when she was halfway up the stairs. She swung around and looked at him.
"Yes?" she asked innocently.
His eyes dropped to her hands and he blanched. She followed his gaze and saw the blood covering her hands and running down her arm in rivulets. Crap, she thought. "I'm fine" she shot quickly and turned to leave.
"No you aren't he said sternly and raced up and grabbed her and pulled her into the room. He sat her on the bed and grabbed the first aid kit from underneath the side table. He started tending to her hands and she sighed heavily. "You are going to tell me why you did this and fill me in on everything that happened from why you left this house to the second I met you in the institute and I know I might not like what I hear but I want to hear it regardless," he stated calmly.
She shook her head sharply, she couldn't. But he just sighed and looked up into her eyes. He meant it, she could see that. As much as it pained him she could see that he wanted to know and that he was angry as well as worried about her.
Great, she thought sarcastically. Where does she begin?
"Well I-I was kind of ambushed by Jace and then he kind of lied and convinced me you had been controlling me with a rune on the back of my neck," Jonathan inced at her words already," And well everything kind of just went downhill from there, I thought that I only loved you because of the rune and then he, well we, ended up having sex with him persuading me that I loved him and that my feelings for you were not actually mine. But even then I felt an incredible pull back to you. Then he took me back to the institute and in the process of reuniting with my friends Magnus realised that the rune had faded ages before hand and that Jace knowingly lied to me so I faught with Jace and he..." she faltered at the memory," he said some pretty hurtful things such as using me for sex and that he actually never loved me and then you showed up straight after I beat the crap out of him and he almost stabbed me," she finished in a hurry. Jonathan who had been looking murderous up to that point looked a bit smug at the fact that she had beat Jace but his murderous glare returned when he realised that Jace had almost taken Clary away from him.
She felt stupid and ashamed and she let her eyes fall down to the carpet beneath her and shifted uncomfortably. She saw his hand go to move towards her but then fall back down and she felt something inside her ache deeply at the thought that he couldn't even bring himself to touch her. "Well I um, don't know what to say," he said in a slightly overwhelmed voice.
"That's okay you don't have to say anything," she mumbled, "I understand if you don't want to be with me anymore," she choked and ran to the bathroom and locked the door. No, no, no she would not cry she refused to let him see her tears. Yes she had done the wrong thing but she wasn't going to let him push her around, she would understand his decision but it didn't mean she had to like it. She washed her face roughly and dried her face so vigorously that her face went almost as red as her hair.
The second she opened the bathroom door she was yanked into a pair of strong warm arms that cradled her head to a chest. "Don't ever say that again, please" Jonathan said in a strained voice," I love you and I won't leave you, ok?" he asked her, his voice muffled by her hair.
She took a deep breathe to steady herself so she wouldn't cry of relief, "Okay," she simply replied and snuggled deeper into his arms.
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