Chapter 11
Jace POV
I woke up to see the sun shining through my curtains, huh; I must have forgotten to close them last night. As soon as I thought of last night the memories came flooding back. The kiss, the teasing, me telling everyone about mine and Clary's past, Clary telling me she..she.. she stayed alive for me and I shut her out. I didn't know she was going to die but she stayed alive so I wouldn't lose the three people who meant the world to me. I had managed to lose them all by myself. What Clary must have been going through, almost as if her life meant nothing to me, if only I knew. I would have never let that girl out of my sight again.
I got out of bed and forced myself under the warm water of the shower still thinking about how much of a dick I must have been. I must have been in the shower for a good half an hour because the water started to cool down. I took this as my cue to leave. I changed into black skinny's, a white t-shirt and a black leather jacket with black converse. Simple yet Badass and Sexy as hell.
Once I went downstairs everyone was either out or asleep, It was only half 7 in the morning but I seemed energised for some reason. I grabbed myself an apple because I didn't feel like eating a lot and besides by the time I got back someone would have probably made pancakes , knowing Clary anyway. When I thought of Clary I got a tinge in my stomach and heart. I decided there and then I would do anything I could to make it up to that girl but there was something I needed to do or rather someone I needed to see.
Instead of waiting around for a Taxi I decided to walk to half an hour towards my destination. I've never realised how beautiful but also depressing the winter is. All the plants are dead and most of animals hibernating. The world is grey and gloomy but at the same time the lifeless tree branches are a beautiful contrast against the light grey sky. The slight ice on the road and pavement sparkle when the sun hits it at the right angel. Winter is beautiful. I was so lost in my thoughts about the beauty of winter that I almost didn't realise I had reached my destination. At times like this the only people I can think to talk to are my parents. So speak to my parents I shall. The gates to the cemetery loomed up above me. Why do they make the gates so high anyway? Is it in case of a Zombie attack? Or maybe a Vampire attack!? Okay, now I sound like Simon. I always hated the way the cobwebs always seemed to find their way around the handles of the gate; you'd think the grounds men would clean it. I hate cemeteries. Why were they always spooky? And every time I accidentally stood on a grave I got the shivers but I needed to talk to my parents and ask for their advice. It may sound crazy but they can't reply but sometimes when I ask a question the atmosphere changes, sometimes it feels better, sometimes it feels worse or maybe it's just my mind telling me what they would say. As I walked nearer to the location of their graves I could feel the presence of someone else. That's it I'm back shit crazy but what's that? As I crept nearer I could make out a shadow right where I believed my mother's grave. Why was someone sat on my mother's grave? I walked closer trying to be as quiet as possible. It was definitely a person but I couldn't see what they looked like as a huge black hood was concealing their face and hair and they were sat crossed legged on my mother's grave. They appeared to be talking to her and... crying? I wanted to get closer but I didn't want to disturb the person. I crouched down into some bushes as the wind picked up. The wind blew the person's hood off their head and they made no attempt to put it back. That's when I saw the unmistakeable red curls.
I was going to leave it here but I thought I would be nice and leave a little bit of Clary's POV.
Clary POV
I had stayed up most of the night just staring at the wall until around 6 am when the sun started to rise I realised the only people I wanted to talk to about Jace were is parents, they knew him better than anyone. Over the last 7 years I still came and spoke to them regularly. I kept them updated on Jace and promised I would always keep an eye on him. I knew I should have never told him about what Celine had said to me that horrible day. I knew he wanted a new life and I just had to bring up the past. I was bringing up his pain and I never wanted to cause Jace any pain. I knew part of him blamed himself for pushing me away but even if I knew Jace would have never spoken to me again I would still stay alive knowing the pain of never seeing me again would have been worse. So that's how I ended up here, sitting on Celine's Grave crying my eyes out at the fact I failed to keep her son happy. As I was sat there the wind began to pick up and it blew my hood off but I couldn't be bothered to put it back up, I wasn't in the mood to play games with nature. "I'm sorry Celine, I tried I really did try to keep our promise but it's difficult to be there for someone who's so broken and doesn't want you to be close to them. I know your death was the biggest setback to him, I couldn't imagine what I would be like if my mum or Luke died. I mean I was a wreak when you died. It was the hardest day of my life so far. Not even encountering everything my d- everything Valentine did to me, no losing my second mother was. I know Jace blames himself for cutting me out his life but I would do it all over again. I didn't really want to die anyway, I just didn't know why until I thought of Jace. He's amazing your son, I know I've been coming here every month or so keeping you updated but I do mean it. You would be so proud of him. He's so strong and stubborn like Stephen but he's sweet and caring like you. I'm so sorry I couldn't keep our promise, I hope you'll find it in your heart to forgive me". I finished my speech and cried into my knees. I had failed them. Out of the corner of my eye I saw movement. I looked beside the Gravestone which read "Here live Celine Ella Herondale, Devoted wife, mother and dearest friend." Besides the rock I saw a small flower begin to blossom. A flower in winter?! This could only mean one thing... "YOU FORGIVE ME?" I practically shouted. "Thank you, Thank you, Thank you , Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you , Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you , Thank you, Thank yo-" As I was doing a happy dance I saw a silhouette under a tree not so far away. The golden hair and eyes gave him away but in his eyes were... tears? I had never seen Jace cry after the day of the funeral.
"Jace, are you okay?" I asked approaching him slowly, I felt like I was approaching a lion. He didn't answer me so I kept walking until I was directly in front of him. His hair was messy and he had tear streaks down his cheeks. I wiped away his stay tears with my sleeve and smiled up at him.
"What's wrong?"
"Did you mean everything you said? You've... You've been visiting them all this time?" Jace replied. If I wasn't so close to him I don't think I would have heard.
"Oh, you heard that huh? Yeah I meant everything and yeah I've been coming here every month sometimes more than once. Me and your mum had a right bitch about Keelie" I say smirking. Jace let out a smile, a real one. Then his eyes darkened once more, great I've lost him again. Why do I always have to say something stupid? "Jace I-" He's never hear the end of that sentence because Jace pulled me closer and kissed me. He kissed me with all the love and sorrow he felt. It was amazing. It was different to the one at Izzy's that was passion this was... Love. Around us the sky's turned blue, the sun shining and the birds cheeping. So Celine and Stephen approve then.
THIRD PERSON POV
The two teenagers were so caught up in themselves. They didn't notice the flash that surrounded them and the unmistakeable sound of a camera shutter.
Ooooh cliff hanger! You know I like my cliff hangers! I'm sorry if this isn't as good as the other chapters; I'm going through a bit of a bad patch at the minute. Not that you need to know, but a lots going on and I feel heartbroken and shit if I'm honest so I will keep updating but I don't know how quick I will be. Thank you for reading.
Chey xxx