Sorry for the delay, I won't even bother with some lame excuse. Simple answer is just laziness, but this next chapter is quite juciy in the way of drama.
"When Maia gets back, do you want me to go with you to help you pack, or would you rather let your things gradually drift over here?" Jace and I were laying in a tangled heap on the couch, the noises of a Disney movie drifting through the room. I hummed in thought, pretending to debate my answer.
"How about you come with me, so Maia doesn't talk me to death or anything like that. Plus I think she really wants to meet you now that I don't hate you." Jace nuzzled my neck, tracing a line of soft kisses from my jaw line to the conjunction of my shoulder and neck. I giggled squirming when he nipped playfully.
"So I'm basically going as a shield and a distraction for you?"
"Yup."
"Well if that's all I am, I think I'm going to just go make dinner. Scrambled eggs sound good to you? I know your stomach is still iffy from when you were sick last week." I nodded, yawning while stretching after Jace had gotten up. A content smile slipped on my face, my eyes closing to embrace the happiness I was feeling- until my stomach decided to embrace a less warm and fuzzy feeling. I darted from the couch with a hand clamped over my mouth, stumbling into the bathroom and falling over the toilet before emptying my stomach of anything I had ate that morning. I groaned lowly, leaning against the bathtub and drawing my knees up to my chest to rest my head on them.
"Clary?" Jace popped his head around the corner, gasping when he saw me on the floor. He came to his knees beside me, brushing my hair back and tying it with a hair tie.
"You're still getting sick?" I nodded without lifting my head.
"Come on, I'm taking you to the doctor." For some unknown reason a cold chill shot through my veins, my mind screaming no. I forced myself to look up at Jace and rapidly shook my head.
"No, please Jace I'm fine. I just need to be more careful. I think I moved too quickly getting off the couch to go to the kitchen." Jace shook his head and gathered me up in his arms, the panic rising in me again.
"Jace, please don't make me." I let the tears threatening me to overtake me well up in my eyes, my bottom lip trembling making me look all that more pathetic. Jace sighed and took me to the bedroom where he tucked me in the bed, then kneeled on the floor so his face was level with mine. His fingers ran through my hair, barely catching in the mass of curls.
"I won't make you go to the doctor right now, but will you please go if you get sick again?"
"Yes, I'll go." Jace sighed in relief, his forehead resting on the bed. I heard him mumble a thank you before kissing me and leaving to finish dinner. I swallowed the bad feeling that had crept up in me from lying to Jace, but for some reason I just knew he couldn't take me to the doctor.
The minute Jace walked out the door after telling me goodbye, I darted to my cell phone and dialed a number I should have long ago.
"Hello?"
"Isabelle?"
"Clary! Hey what's up? We haven't talked in forever!" I smiled at Isabelle's enthusiasm, enjoying the fact that every time I called she greeted me this way.
"I have a problem and I need help." I heard a loud thump on the other end of the phone and some jingling.
"I'll be right over Clary! Sit tight!"
"Wait but Izzy," The dial tone made me toss my cell phone across the bed and groaned.
Isabelle burst into the house unannounced fifteen minutes later, the tea in my hands flying across the kitchen. My eyes were huge as Isabelle rushed over and grabbed my shoulders, shaking me while yelling something about me not dying on her watch. When she finally stopped, I gave her my best 'what the hell glare'.
"You done now?" Izzy grinned and adjusted the black leather jacket she donned.
"Hey, I could have kidnapped you and locked you in a room for examination."
"That just sounded creepy Izzy, please never say that again." She shrugged and the mischievous smile on her face slid into a more concern expression.
"Seriously though, what's up? You look kinda pale." I puffed my cheeks out while I exhaled, searching for the best way to explain what had been going on. I ended up sitting on one of the kitchen stools while Isabelle parked her butt on the counter while dangling her feet back and forth. I told her how me and Jace had been discussing plans for my moving in, then I started to get sick suddenly although it came and went with different scenarios. She listened intently, only interjecting a comment or question occasionally. I couldn't help but notice this was the quietest I had ever seen Isabelle. As I finished I could see the wheels turning in her head.
"Only certain things make you sick?" I nodded.
"And you usually feel better within fifteen minutes after getting sick?" Another nod.
"Either you have an allergy to a food or your with mini a you and Jace."
"A mini what?"
"A mini you and Jace. Like a baby?" I felt the blood drain out of my face and my legs give out. Izzy grabbed me before I could hit the floor and placed me on the couch gently. The world swam around me and I felt what little of my tea I drank before Isabelle came threatened to come back up. Isabelle grabbed a small trashcan from beside the desk in the living room, then held my hair back and I retched. When the dry heaves finally stopped, I laid on my back on the couch with an arm over my face.
I could possibly be . . . pregnant.
I felt nausea start to build back up and took a deep breath.
"I hate to tell you this Clary, but I'm pretty sure these are pregnancy symptoms. Have you thought about seeing a doctor?" I pulled myself into a sitting position and buried my head in my hands.
"I haven't because I don't wanna tip Jace off, not since I lied to him." I felt hot tears start to pour down my face, and pitiful sobs ripped from my throat. Isabelle had her arms wrapped around me, gently stroking my hair in an attempt to calm me. Eventually the tears stopped, and we just sat in silence. Isabelle let go of me and gently placed her hands on my shoulders to get a look at me.
"Do you want to go see a doctor? I'll take you." I let my head hang and shrugged weakly.
"I don't know Izzy. How can we go without Jace suspecting anything?"
"Stay the night at my place. I'll take you to the doctor, and if you do happen to be preggers then it'll give you a night and a morning to process things. Does that sound okay?" It actually wasn't a bad idea. Izzy called Jace while I packed a small bag, telling him that he was being selfish and she wanted some time with me too. She passed the phone to me to talk to Jace, where he doubled checked to make sure Izzy wasn't kidnapping or anything. After he told me he loved me we hung up, and Izzy snatched the phone back and the bag out of my hands.
"Come on girlie. We'll go to the doctors before we stop at my place, okay?" I sighed again and tried to swallow the bile rising in my throat again.
Again, sorry about the delays. I'll try to update more often!