"I saw his eyes close and his breath out a long, shaky breath. "I love you, Jace." His illuminated eyes bore into my eyes as one more tear shed, falling to my face. He kissed me then. Just like magic, all the fibres in my being ignited, reacting to him. I grabbed his face with my hands, pulling him even closer to me. Then he was gone and a bunch of nurses were prodding me. Sticking lights in my eyes and opening my mouth. I felt Jace's hand still in my hand and squeezed, he squeezed back. "Miss Fray? Hi, I'm Nurse Cairstairs, how are you feeling?"
"Fine."
"Well your heart as beating really fast a few moments ago. Are you okay." I felt the heat of my blushing cheeks, and Jace's fake-coughing to cover his laughter. "Yes. Fine." I whispered
"Well, then. I guess you'd like to know what's happened to you?" At that, all the other nurses left and Jace was visible again. He came over to the other side of the bed, and grabbed my other hand. I nodded back at the nurse. "Well, two weeks ago, your boyfriend here brought you here very hurt. And your father who he knocked out. From our medical tests, it showed that you had several deep wounds to your back from whippings, and internal bleeding from a kick to the gut. Also, you were raped in the anus so bad it split. We had to stitch it up and it will still be sensitive. Your father woke up a few hours after he got hear and was patched up and went to the Police station the next morning. You however didn't wake up until today. For whatever reason, you put your own body into its own coma. I have never seen it before, but you did it. Physically you are fine, and on the mend. Mentally you were very unhealthy and I guess you woke up because you accepted everything and have come to terms with it. We'll check a few things and then I believe you can head home later today." She patted my hands, smiled and left me and Jace alone. I turned over to him. He was staring at me and I stared at me. God, I love him. "Why are you smiling like that?" He asked
"Because I love you." I answered, grinning
"I love you too, so much." He came over to kiss me and I didn't stop him.
"True to their word, I was released that night. Me and Jace decided to surprise everyone. Maryse and Robert already knew but they pretended they didn't so they wouldn't ruin the surprise. We caught a cab back to the house. We got Robert to make Alec and Izzy take Max out for ice cream while we could go in undetected. Soon, I was stepping through the threshold of my new home. Robert and Maryse came running to the front door, hands waving in the air. "Oh, Clary. I can't believe you woke up. How are you feeling. Do you need anything?" Maryse grabbed me and pulled me in for a tight hug. "Water, food. Are you cold? Too hot?" Robert asked, replacing Maryse after she untangled herself from me. "No, I'm fine, thank you." Robert released me and Jace wrapped an arm around my waist. They showed my room which was next to Jace's and opposite Izzy's. All my stuff was in there, beautifully set up. "Isabelle?" I asked. They all grinned knowingly.
"She needed a distraction." Maryse said. "Even bought you some more clothes, with Magnus' help of course."
"Is Magnus and Simon still on their way over?" I asked them
"Yes." Robert and Maryse say in unison.
"Well, me and Jace can stay up here and you can text when they all get back right? It won't be too long now?"
"Okay sure, sweety. See you soon." Maryse said before leaving. Jace came over to me and wrapped his arms around me, securing me to him. "This seems like a dream. A really, truly amazing dream." He said. "Well, it's not." I looked up at him, staring into those eyes of his. "You know I think I woke up because of what Alec said to me." I whispered
"You really could hear us?"
"Yes. Max made me want to cry when he told me how worried and sad everyone was. But it also showed me how much everyone loves me."/span/p
"We all love you so much, Clary."
"I love you, too." I reach up as far as I can but he still has to reach down quite a bit to reach me. We kiss for a few minutes, before I remember what I was going to say.
"I almost didn't wake up," I whispered, still keeping my eyes closed so I wouldn't see his reaction. I rested my head on his chest and continued, "When Alec said I had to wake up and be happy, with my life, I thought how could I? Like my father and I got into a fight which caused him to rape me, in the asshole no fucking less, after killing my mom as well-" I felt him tense around me, oops hadn't told him about that yet. It wasn't that I couldn't or didn't want, I had just always pushed it out of my mind only releasing it two weeks ago in that basement. "He what?" Jace barely whispered. I unwrapped myself from him and brought him to the bed. "My mom was the type of woman who picked up strays. She thought everybody deserved a chance at everything. That's why she married my father. He was a hopeless dip-shit who couldn't get his life in order, and she pitied him. Over my years with him I realised his way of dealing was to physically harm someone. My mom knew it too, and that's why she let him hit her, I think. After I was born, mom fell pregnant. One night I heard screams, awful and heart-wrenchingly devastating screams and I knew something was wrong. I immediately called an ambulance. Turned out that she had had a miscarriage. At the time, I thought that Valentine must have hit her really hard or something because my mom could not have had a miscarriage. She was too healthy. After, in the light of day, I realised that it was wrong. How could he hit her with his own child was growing inside her? After a few months, it must have gotten too much. The abuse, the miscarriage, him, everything. The day she died she told me that he loves me, that I will be safe with him. She obviously thought the man wouldn't hit his own daughter. She took a few pills, like twenty too many, and ran the bath. She died listening to her favourite song, drinking her favourite wine, and looking at her favourite sight; the drawing I drew of her. She told me I had had an artist's touch from the beginning and that I was going to be famous for it one day." I hesitantly looked up to see his expression. It was obvious sadness but no pity. He understands. "Two weeks ago, in the basement, I called him out on it. Asked him how he could hit and abuse and kill things he should love. I called him a fucking cunt and told him I hated him. He decided to show me how a cunt really acts, by raping me. Anyway, that's why I wasn't sure if I was going to wake up. How could I love my life when I have that shit thrown in it? But then, then you spoke. And I realised that despite the fact that I really do have some messed up shit in my life, and I haven't always been that lucky, I have you. And Izzy and Simon and Magnus and Alec and your parents who all somehow love me, and I love all of you. You guys saved me. And I'm so glad you did. When I realised I wanted to live, it was like something was released over my body. I could move. Talk. Cuddle and kiss. Live. I love my life Jace. I love you." He wrapped his arms around me and buried his face in my hair. "I love you too." He replied huskily. We cuddled in our little love bubble, to the point where his phone binged telling us a message from Maryse had come in: emThey are here! Come down.
"We were waiting outside the living room to head in, waiting for the perfect moment to enter. Everyone was in there; Maryse, Robert, Sizzy, Malec and Max. They were talking about random things, still a little sad I was in hospital. Little did they know. Alec was the first to talk about me, "You know what my favourite thing about Clary is? Her stubbornness. She stands her ground and won't let you walk all over her, well except her father." Magnus continued.
"I like her fiery side, it goes with her hair. She is so full of fire you know? When you told me about her go at you I was like, bitch get me a signature!" That made me giggle, but both our hands were covering my mouth so they wouldn't hear. Izzy spoke next, "I know this is going to sounds weird, but I like that she's a girl. I've always wanted a sister, and at the very least, a decent best friend. I can tell her stuff… that I don't talk about with you guys. Girl talk. It's nice to even it up. I miss talking to her, and I really need to." That brought tears to my eyes. I silently sent a mental message to her saying: Me too. Simon was next, "I love that she protects her own. Whenever I was getting picked on, she stood up for me. Just little things. Things no one knew she did except me. Do you remember that year when the locker rooms for the cheerleaders was trashed and spray painted? That was Clary. She overheard a group of them talking about how I was an alien freak. And we were like sophemores then." Damn Simon, he promised not to tell. At least the wasn't the worst, or best if you look at it that way, thing I ever did. Jace looked at me with sparkle in his eyes. He was impressed. I gave him a shrug that said 'what-can-I-say?'. "I like her because she reads me Manga. And because she makes Jace happy." It was our chance and we both knew it. Jace wrapped an arm around my side and walked into the living room proudly. "Of-course I do Max, I love her." Everyone's head whipped around to us. Max screamed, "Clary!", he ran over to us and wrapped his arms around our legs, "Does that mean you guys are staying here now?"
"Yes" we replied in unison. I looked back at the others to see Izzy with tears in her eyes, Simon standing, mouth wide open in shock. Alec was standing in front of Magnus, whose eyes were shining. I went to Izzy first, she was the closest. I sat down beside her and hugged her. "I missed talking with you too." Realisation must have sunk in because her arms were squeezing mine like she would never let me go. "Oh god Clary, I missed you so much. I was so worried." We stayed together for a long time. Long enough for everyone to join us. First it was Simon, hugging me from behind, whispering 'I love you' and 'I missed you' and 'Never do that to me again Fray' into my ear. Then Alec and Magnus, then Jace and Max. This was my family. My new family that loved me. That saved me just how Jace was. I remember being jealous of that, and now I have it, with the best family I could ask for. That night we made pasta for dinner and fell asleep in the living room after talking and laughing and loving living.