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I felt my heart beat faster and faster. The fear chilled me to the bone. I have something but I don't know what. "Shh," I heard Alec try to calm me down, making calming circles on my hand. "It'll be nothing," He whispered in my ear. I really hope so.
Flashback
Clary at the age of five
"Mommy," I whispered, trying to get her attention. It was still dark out, which got me confused with why mom was awake. She put her lip against my forehead. "Shh," she smiled, though the smile didn't reach her eyes. "Go back to sleep, baby. I'll be back soon." I nodded, already feeling the weight of sleep consume me. I curl up to my dad as I drift off into a blissful sleep.
I woke up to soft sniffling noises. "Papa?" I rub my eyes and stretch out as far as I can before sitting on his lap. He wipes his eyes and blows his nose. "Papa?" I looked at the paper he put on the nightstand and take it. "Clarissa," he warned me, but his voice sounded dead.
Valentine,
I don't want to hurt you by this. I know how much you loved me and cared. And it was unfair for me to do this to you I know. But I'm not happy anymore Val. I wake up every day wondering what I am doing with my life. It hurts me to leave you both but I hope you understand that I want to make myself better. I'll get better Val! Then I'll come back to you. And Clary.
With love,
Seline
"It's okay Papa," I reassured him. "Mama told me earlier that she'll come back." Papa gave me a look that I've never seen on his face before. "I'll drop you off at DayCare and I want you to stay with Simon's family. Do you understand me?" Before I got to answer, he carried me out of our room and left me at the couch in the living room.
I don't know why that was the thing I remembered at that moment. I haven't thought about my mom in forever. She never came back so there was no point. "You still got it." A voice whispered in my ear. I turn to find Jace with two cups of coffee. "Who's that?" I let him examine the drawing I did of my mom. "She's my mom." I took a nervous sip. Sometimes when I get nervous I end up drawing things without even realizing it. "She left us when I was about five," He only nodded as if understanding the situation. "So why am I here today, Ms Fray?" The sarcasm in his tone was so very familiar. I bit my lip. It was time. I knew it. Alec knew it. It just couldn't be hidden any longer. "Jace, remember our night at the club?" He looked off, deep in thought. "Not really. I don't know what was in your drink but it was stronger than I thought. I haven't gotten any flashes, which is weird." Then he looked at me curiously. "Why do you ask?" I hid my face, sipping nervously. "Clary, look at me." He hooked his finger under my chin and tilted my head up so we were looking at each other eye to eye.
"in case you were wondering why you were naked when you woke up…"
"You could've just asked you know," he interrupted, his tone filled with sarcasm. "I know I'm hard to resist but you need to learn to control yourself. You're getting married soon for Christ's Sakes." I rolled my eyes at him. "Shut up, Jace. No it's really serious. I am … baking." He arched his brow. Argh stupid no one would get that. "Clary?" he felt my forehead. "Are you alright?" I took a deep breath and tried again. "It's an expression. You know when someone's pregnant they refer to baking something."He shook his head, trying hard not to chuckle. "The expression's you've got a bun in the oven."
"Well, I didn't know okay it's hard to keep up when you're older." He dropped his jaw. "Clarissa Fray you are 26 years old! You're not even near old yet!" then he paused as if getting the news I just delivered. "Wait, you're pregnant." I couldn't help but pat my stomach slowly. Just thinking about it gave me butterflies. "But you've been drinking and smoking and doing all kinds of bad health things for that baby of yours."I frowned.
"I know but I'm trying to clean myself up. I'm eating a bunch of veggis and meat. I gave up on smoking! That's hard!"
"I thought you weren't supposed to go on planes if you're pregnant?" I shrugged I didn't really even know anymore. "There's another thing…it's your child."
Jace POV
I felt like a bomb just went off inside of me. I felt so happy and terrified at the same time. "No, that can't be because we never had sex." She was blushing bright red. Wait the club. That's why she brought up the club! "Clary, no we can't have a child together." She mouth dropped. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "We can't have one okay. You have to get rid of that." I felt sick to my stomach. This can't be happening. She looked enraged right then. Out of nowhere I heard a crack and my face started to sting. "You slapped me?" It was more shocking than painful. "That is not fair, Jace." She yelled. "I can't get rid of it! It's a child, a living thing! You don't have to love me! You don't even have to be in this baby's life! I just wanted you to know in case!" She was going hysterical then and people were staring. "Clary, can we talk about this at your house?" She crossed her arms and chugged down her drink. "No we are talking right now! I have to have this baby okay! I want to give her a fighting chance!" I just looked at her. This isn't right. I need to tell her now. "Clary, there's something you need to know about why we can't have this child. Can we do this in private, please?" By that time Clary's hysteria has gone done and I was able to lead her to my motorcycle before heading to her apartment.