A/N I can't tell you how happy I am right now. I never thought this story would get very far, but you guys are the reason I'm so excited to write more chapters. Every review or follow or favorite encourages me to continue.

I'm very sorry, I would have had this chapter out a lot earlier, but I was experiencing some computer troubles so I couldn't finish it until now.

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~~~~~~~~~~STORY TIME~~~~~~~~~~

"Hello?"

Clary stared at Jace with wide eyes. She couldn't go out there and see her sort of an ex boyfriend who smashed her heart into a million tiny pieces. If she did, she might break down or worse-listen to what he had to say and forgive him.

No.

Clary Fray would never forgive the deceitful bastard for he had done to her. Even if he gave her his stupid puppy dog eyes. She couldn't.

Jace looked at her, waiting for her to make the first move. Inside her head, Clary was forming an escape plan which involved throwing a stapler at him and running out the back door while he was distracted.

She sighed very quietly, knowing that plan had too many flaws to work. "I don't know what to do," Clary whispered. "He knows I'm here somewhere if he saw our-my car so he won't stop looking."

The amber eyes that Clary was gazing desperately into in the hopes of them explaining what they should do in this particular situation started blazing like fire. It was a look of both outrage and exasperation. "He should be the one hiding for what he did, that despicable assho-"

"SHHH," Clary grabbed his arm again in an attempt to calm and quiet the practically shouting man.

He nodded, "All I'm saying is that he should be sitting in a corner sobbing at the fact that he lost such an amazing person as you." Jace looked so sincere that she wanted to hug him, but she restrained herself.

"I heard someone back there! Clary? Please come out, I just want to talk."

Jace peaked out the closet just a smidgen and quirked an eyebrow. "His face looks like a rat."

Clary laughed abruptly, then slapped a hand over her mouth.

Her smile faded very fast as the next words that came out of Jace's mouth.

"I'm going to go out there to talk to him. Give him a little piece of my mind." Before she could react Jace stood up and briskly walked into the front room.

Clary was horrified, but couldn't force herself to go out there to stop him. Instead, she watched silently out the door, biting her nails in nervousness of the reactions of both boys could be.

Jace stood tall with his arms folded tightly to his chest as he walked into the rat boy's point of view. He couldn't help but glare at the boy who didn't look as terrible as he should be feeling. Why would two girls even like him? Jace wondered to himself. His rodent like features make him a bit repulsive and if he has the nerve to cheat on someone who could give him everything, his personality must be pretty awful too.

Rat boy cleared his throat and began to speak, "Who are you? Where's Clary? I demand to speak with her right now."

"You aren't in the position to be making demands, Sherman," Jace responded, trying to keep his anger at bay.

"First of all, my name is Simon, you idiot. Second of all, Of course I have a right to talk to my girlfriend! I want to apologize to her. Anyways, Clary took my car and left me with nothing and I at least deserve an explanation of where she is."

Jace's golden eyebrows almost rose off of his forehead in exasperation. "You're kidding me, right?! I don't give a crap about your disgrace of a name. And she's your EX girlfriend if you can't get that through your thick head to your almost nonexistent brain. You deserve nothing."

"Who are you to talk?" Simon questioned. "What do you even know about this situation? Do you even know who Clary Fray is?"

"Yes I do. In fact, I probably know more about her than you considering you thought she would just take you back when you already severed her trust deeply. I am the friend who let her move into my apartment because I am a good person." He paused. Now would be the time he would normally be smirking, but this wasn't the time and he wasn't in the mood. "Unlike you."

"Oh I get it. So to get back at me she just found the first guy she saw who just happened to be some dyed blond wannabe model who could distract her and then try to get me back. I knew she do something like this. What a stupid-"

That's what finally brought Jace's anger over the top. He was outraged, "You shut your damn mouth you insufferable good for nothing twat! Is your ass jealous of all the crap that just came out of your mouth? You don't get to call anyone that, much, much less Clary Fray, who is so kind and innocent she deserves so much better than you! But no, you think that it is okay to break people's hearts and then leave them to wallow in their misery. But you can't destroy someone as strong as her. Your life is going to be so incomplete that you are going to die with so many mistakes following behind you. Rot in hell, douchebag. You already screwed yourself over."

Simon balled his fists at his sides. Jace knew immediately what he was going to do by the way his eye twitched and his hands were shaking so much you would have thought an earthquake was happening.

Right as Simon's arm came flying at the taller man, Jace met his fist with the inside of his hand, catching the attempted punch. Simon's expression was priceless with the amount of surprise on it. He almost laughed out loud as he inspected the brown haired boy's form. He had his thumb inside his fist, which meant that Jace just saved the idiot from breaking it. Although this didn't stop him from teaching him a lesson on who to pick on. Jace twisted his arm and flung the prick's hand back at him. Then, he punched him square in the jaw.

Unfortunately, it wasn't as hard as he could have or Simon deserved, but that would have probably broken his jaw. At least this would leave quit the mark.

The Lewis stood there shocked for a second before storming out of the building, huffing and stomping like a toddler who didn't get his way.

Clary couldn't believe what she had just seen. Jace defended her. From Simon. Her ex boyfriend who was insulting her behind what he thought was her back that was just actually a wall. Did that seriously just happen?

She scrambled out of her hiding spot and to Jace. The confusion, along with that tiny fluttering in her chest that she pushed away, was enough to keep the supposed to be incoming tears at bay.

"I'm sorry it went down like that Clary."

Clary looked into his eyes and saw that he wasn't looking at her, but looking down in shame. "Don't be sorry." She touched his arm gently, "Thank you for defending me. You could have gotten hurt, though."

Jace's face formed something between a half smirk and a half smile. He looked up into her emerald green eyes. "I'll always be happy to defend a beautiful lady's honor. Besides, he would've hurt himself more than he would've me."

The 'beautiful' comment made her cheeks flush although she ignored it. Before she could speak, Clary's stomach growled.

Jace grinned and went over to his backpack, which was hidden from behind a shelf from when he tried to scare her. He pulled out an apple and two cheese sandwiches. "I know we aren't supposed to eat in here, but maybe this time you can make an exception?"

"Okay, just this time. You better hope my boss doesn't show up."

SO this took forever to write because my computer keeps glitching out. Tis why it's a little shorter than normal. Also, school had started to….yaaaay….

I hope you guys like it!

Jace is so cute defending Clary and all…

Love each and every one of you!

Keep being the amazing person you are!

~ALB