So basically, Jace and Clary. They aren't together anymore. This is an update on what is going on with everyone five years later. Jocelyn and Luke were invited to the Institute and they live there now with their five-year-old daughter.
Clary's POV
"C'mere, you little monkey!" I call, looking for my step sister. When Mom and Luke moved in, they eventually had a daughter, Coraline Seraphina Fairchild. Yep, my mom had kept her name when she had married Luke. What would you expect? Coral had inherited my mom's pale skin and flaming hair and Luke's blue eyes. The little monster even had freckles galore! She was adorable right now, and when she grew up she would be a showstopper, striking and gorgeous. She was five and was already in training. Everyone spoiled her, well, her and her best friend, Simon and Izzy's son. His name was Max Lightwood, named so because he reminded Izzy of her dead brother. He had the same gray eyes and brown hair. He was also five, and a very serious boy, a good match to temper Coraline's exuberance. When they grew up, they would probably either become parabatai or fall in love. Or both, like Julian Blackthorn and Emma Carstairs.
Coral popped her head out from a corner. "Here I am, Clare-Bear!" she says, beaming. I chase after her and run into the new couple, Jace and Bianca. We have gotten over our differences and when she and Jace began dating, I supported them 100%. Despite the way they started, they were a good match. As for me, I was still single. The night I broke up with Brad, he left the Institute and never came back.
"Whoah! I'm so sorry! Miss Coraline here can still run through your legs. I can't!" A warm smile touches Jace's face. Bianca also laughs at Coral. Everyone in the Institute finds it hard to refuse her anything. Her little face is so cute, if she asked for me to marry Jace, I just might. Despite our history.
After stopping to laugh, Coraline keeps running. Shooting Jace and Bianca an apologetic look, I run past them straight into Johnathan and Alexa, newly married. This time I don't even stop, apologizing to Alexa in my head. Magnus, Alec, Simon, and Izzy are next. All married couples now. Jace, Bianca and I are the only people left not married.
"I swear! This is a demon child! I have run into everyone in the Institute except Max already. Sorry!" I keep running, but before I get two steps I knock over a small child. Of course, it's Max. Typical.
"Coraline Seraphina Fairchild! You stop right now!" I yell. She stops and laughs, turning to see me picking Max up off the ground. Once he is settled on his feet, I lunge at Coral, throwing her over my shoulder.
"We are going to a party! And you, my little monkey, need to get dressed!" I told her, my heart warming at the sound of her giggles. She had the perfect dress, and she was going to be adorable. I, on the other hand, was going to be a bit undercover.
I had arranged it so that only the girls knew the plan. All of the girls in the Institute, except Coral, would be disguised and flirt with all of the boys to make sure our boyfriends are loyal, except Luke. He and Jocelyn were not getting tested. Luke knew the plan, and was going to be our man on the inside. Alexa was assigned to Simon. Izzy was assigned to flirt with Johnathan. Bianca was flirting with Alec. And I was flirting with Jace. Of course. But we drew names out of a hat, and that was how it came out.
"Get this monster ready." I say, handing her off to my mother. Since she was not getting disguised, she was assigned to getting Coral ready. As soon as Coral was out of the room, it happened. The room erupted into dresses and makeup and frantic digging for certain items. Izzy grabbed my dress and flung it at me. After stripping to my white panties and bra, I pulled the dress over my head. I went over to the floor length mirror, hoping for a glimpse of what it looked like. No such luck. Izzy grabbed me and pulled me to her vanity, applying makeup.
She applied a tinted lip gloss and lightly penciled in my eyebrows, leaving them mainly their normal pale color, but a little darker to make them visible. She did nothing to hide my freckles, and handed me the colored contacts. I put them on, and my eyes were blue. Noticing I was attempting to look in the vanity mirror, Izzy threw some cloth over it. Why she had a random piece of cloth right next to her vanity, I would never know. Iz applied a little mascara, not even putting on eyeshadow, and voila, my makeup was completed and she moved on to my hair.
Isabelle brushed it out in record time, and ran the straightener through it, not long enough to completely straighten it, but enough to remove my crazy curls. Then she pulled out daisies, of all things, and placed them in my hair at the crown of my head, forming a little ring. Then she scattered them throughout the rest of my hair. I went over to the mirror, and gasped at my reflection. I was dazzling.
The white dress fell to just past my knees, and a simple white cord cinched the middle. The daisies made me look dreamlike, like an angel from the earth. The light makeup was perfect, enough to enhance my natural qualities, but not enough to distort them. I looked like I was going to a wedding, and I was the bride, not just going to a formal party. The blue eyes… they were just indescribable.
Once I was done staring at my reflection, I looked at the other girls. They also looked incredible.
Izzy's chocolate eyes were unchanged, but she was now a blonde. Her hair was loosely braided in front of her right shoulder. She also had minimal makeup, in fact, all of us girls did. She wore a pale blue lacy dress that flowed down and settled just above her knee.
Alexa now had pale eyes, so washed out they were almost white. She was the makeup exception in our group, with heavy mascara and a smoky eye to bring attention to her eyes and make up for their lack of color. She wore an amazing cream colored dress that hugged her curves and loosened considerably past her waist, its folds swishing around as she turned.
Bianca's thick brunette hair was the same, and her eyes were teal, an amazing color on her. Her dress was spring green, and was very loose fitting, and gorgeous. It swept just past her knees. Her hair was in a thick side braid. Amazing.
Izzy's phone rings, and we all jump from where we have been standing in a loose ring studying each other to pick it up. I pick up, as I am standing closest. It's Mom. "Have they left yet?" I ask anxiously.
"Yes, it's great that you will be down soon. However, we decided you were taking too long and we left. All the guys are with us and so is Coraline." Understanding that the others are within earshot, I nod slowly.
"Well, then we will see you guys soon. We can take the motorcycles." I respond, more careful with my words now. Jocelyn makes an affirmative sound on the other end of the line, and I hang up.
"We have a party to crash! Let's go, girlies!" I cheer, and everyone laughs and moves to the door. Izzy, Bianca, and Alexa exchange a secret glance, and I can't help but wonder that they are plotting something. Then I shake off the notion.
When we arrive at the party, my mom rushes over to compliment us on our new looks. Then we part ways to find the boys we each are flirting with. I pick out Jace easily, he is the one surrounded by a crowd of girls and looking a little lost. All the girls are Shadowhunters at least, which is a step up from the normal girls who flirt with him. They are all in dresses with ridiculously low necklines and high bottoms, with 7-8 inch heels. Insane. When they see me, they part and make a path to the center. Because while they are slutty, I am beautiful and sexy. Even these sluts know beauty when they see it. A cool smile curves across my lips.
Now for the hard part, actually flirting. I am a hopeless flirter, and so when I got Jace Izzy encouraged me to just be myself, because that is who he originally fell in love with. And she's right. So I walk up and say hi.
"Hey." He turns, clearly prepared to shut me down, and then he sees me. And he doesn't.
"Hey." he replies, still looking at me. "I'm sorry, you just look so much like someone else I know."
"Is that a bad thing?" I inquire. He actually looks nervous.
"No, of course not. Um. What's your name?" As soon as the words are out of his mouth, I mentally berate myself for not coming up with something. Trying to buy time, I answer his question with one of my own.
"What's yours?"
Now he looks back in his element. "Why don't you answer my question first?" Now I grin, having an easy answer.
"I'm curious as to whether or not you are worthy of knowing my name." He grins back at me.
"Jace Herondale."
"Carly." I respond. It's the same as Clary only with the L moved to between the R and the Y.
"What, no last name?" Jace seems very relaxed.
"Not yet." Flirting seems to come easily, even though any time I ever try flirting it comes out wrong. Carly seems to be a better flirter than Clary is. As Izzy says, a makeover gives you confidence!
We flirt back and forth for a while, all of the girls that were surrounding him looking on jealously. At one point, I think I see everyone else, including Bianca, Alexa, Izzy, Mom, Luke, Simon, Alec, Magnus, and Johnathan, but then they disappear and I convince myself it is no big deal. I probably just imagined it.
Lost in my thoughts, I don't notice when Jace moves towards me.
Jace's POV
I place my lips on Carly/Clary's, and at first they are stiff and surprised. Then they soften, and I kiss her softly. Not desperately like I should be after five years without Clary, and getting to kiss her now, but with all my love on my lips. She is gorgeous, an angel. My hands are on her shoulder blades, and her hands are on my chest. Then I feel something under my hands. Something pushing out, with incredible power. Touching it gives me a feeling of complete peace. When they push my hands away, I break the kiss. Clary looks scared.
"Jace?" she asks fearfully. "What's going on?" I smile gently, but it turns to one of awe and surprise when I see her.
"Clary. You-you have wings."
"You know?" She seems focused on her name, then realizes what I've said. She flaps the wings experimentally, and I feel a current of air. The wings are pure white, feathered and covered with silver runes of angelic power. Peace, calm, happiness, and serenity are some I recognize. Her appearance changes too. The dress gets long, thin sleeves that bell out around her slim wrists. She is suddenly barefoot, no polish on her toes. Her hair grows and falls into waves that reach her waist, and her eyes change to a shade darker than her usual bright green. They become a forest green, and they are amazing. I feel like I could just get lost in them. The daisies in her hair fall out, and an opal pendant hangs around her neck. She grows taller, and she is the most amazing woman I have ever seen.
Her eyes are closed and she isn't breathing, and for a moment I think she is dead. Then she gives a great shuddering breath, and she opens her eyes. She looks at everyone staring at her with awe, and then she realizes what she is.
"I'm an angel?"
Hi guys! So, I decided to make a sequel to When He Cheats! It will start just where this chapter left off, with Clary as an angel. The plotline of that will be, Brad is back after five years, but this time he has brought with him the demonic version of an angel, a man who had demon blood, then had the evil purged from him, then was drawn in by the darkness and made a demonic angel. Sebastian Morgenstern! Please review what you think of this chapter and what I should name the sequel, because I really have no ideas. Byeeeee!