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Chapter 11

Jace POV

I was looking for Clary when I heard one of the most annoying voices ever. "Why hello hot stuff," she slurred. I groaned as I turned to face a very drunk and very annoying Kaelie.

"What do you want Kaelie?," I asked impatiently. She kept coming closer and I took a few steps back but I bumped into the table Izzy had put the food and drinks on.

Kaelie made a face that terrifyingly resembled a duck. I inwardly shuddered. It's Kaelie and she looks like a duck. "You, of course," she said. I think she was trying to be seductive but honestly she was just gross. And scaring me a little.

"And I know you want me too," she slurred. She put her hand on my chest and I cringed. "Come with me. You'll have a much better time than you ever would with the ginger freak." And then she kissed me.

I pushed her away immediately and not very gently. "What the hell do you think you're doing?," I growled at her. "I would say I'm flattered but I'm not. And you know why? 'Cause you're disgusting. Now get the hell away from me and shut up about Clary." I gave her a death glare and resumed my search for my little redhead.

After looking around the whole room, I went to ask Izzy if she knew where Clary was. Of course, she was with the mundane. "Hey Izzy, have you seen Clary?"

It was Simon that answered. "She went home. Said she didn't feel well and was sorry for leaving early."

"Who took her?," I asked, confused. I had seen all our friends here. Surely they wouldn't have took her home and made it back here in that time.

Simon looked nervous. "No one. She went by herself."

Anger bubbled up inside me but I was also worried as hell. "You let her go alone? When she said she wasn't feeling well?," I asked, deadly calm.

Simon looked even more nervous. Izzy looked at me worriedly. She knew exactly what I was getting at. "Jace-," she started cautiously but before she could finish, I was gone.

I ran through the streets, taking the ones I hoped Clary had taken. My heart was going faster than my feet when I heard a scream and somehow I was positive it was Clary.

I ran as fast as I could which was luckily, very fast. I had a seraph blade with me, of course, and was prepared for the demon. I saw a flash of red behind it and I shoved the seraph blade into its back.

Clary dropped a rock she was was holding and I think she saw me before her eyes fluttered closed. I caught her before she hit the ground and lifted her easily into my arms. I winced and I was filled wth fear when I saw the demon bites covering her body. She's still beautiful.

I knew Magnus could save her. He had to save her. I had to get her back to the institute.

So I ran.

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"Magnus!," I screamed a I busted through the doors. Izzy must have kicked everyone out early because the house was empty but I knew the group would still be there.

Like I expected, he came rushing out to the hall, most likely hearing the fear that was never in my voice. He saw Clary, lying limp in my arms, and immediately became concentrated. "Take her to the infirmary. Now."

I nodded and obeyed. I heard him shouting for Izzy and Alec before his footsteps echoed behind me. I pushed open the doors to the infirmary and gently laid Clary down on one of the beds.

Magnus rushed over quickly followed by Alec and Izzy. Izzy gasped and put a hand over he mouth. "Oh no. By the angel I wiil kill Jocelyn for not letting us tell her sooner."

I barely heard her. My body was numb and all I could see was Clary. Her small form lay limp and bruised and my heart felt like it was being crushed from all sides.

"Izzy, get some bandages," Magnus said. "Alec, take Jace down to the others." I was still looking at Clary.

"Come on Jace," Alec said quietly, taking my arm. I didn't protest as he led me out of the room and down to the others. He knew I loved her. He knew I wasn't okay. There was no point in protesting.

When we got down to the library, I went straight to Simon. "You," I growled."You let her go alone. Now she's up there dying because you didn't take her."

Will and Alec were at my sides, each of them holding an arm. "Jace," Alec cautioned. "It wasn't Simon's fault. Even if Simon had went with Clary, that demon still would have attacked her. You know they're after Clary. You've said it yourself.

My muscles loosened and I knew he was right. "Demons? You guys are kidding right?," Jon asked.

Will looked at his friend. "Does he look like he's kidding?," he asked wearily, waving an arm at me.

Jon's eyes widened. "Clary. Where's Clary?," he asked, getting out of his chair.

I shook my head at him. "Don't go up yet. Magnus and Izzy are up there. Magnus will help her. Better not to bother him." I sunk down in the chair next to Will.

"Demons attacked her? Magnus is helping her?," Simon asked confused.

I groaned. "Can someone tell them please? Or does Jocelyn not allow that either?," I asked, venom lacing my tone.

Will sighed. "I'll do it." I groaned again. Will looked at me, mock hurt on his face. "What? Do you not trust your most handsome cousin?"

I looked at him wearily. "No," I stated bluntly. 'I don't trust you to just tell the the normal and short version. But, I don't paricularly want to do it myelf. So, go on," I said sighing.

And he told them. Making his own comments here and there, of course, including the occasional demon pox. He even sang the song. Simon sat there with his mouth hanging open. But Jon, he looked mad. Shocked and upset of course, but mostly mad.

When Will was finished, he spoke. "Why Clary? Why us?," he said desperately. Then his expression hardened slightly. "Why did none of you tell me? All of you knew, all of you are part of this. Why did you never tell us?," he demanded.

"Why do you think?," I hissed at him. "It's Jocelyn. She's the one that wouldn't let us tell Clary because she thought she wasn't ready. I tried to convince her but she wouldn't have it. This is her fault."

I was seething. It was her fault. She's the reason Clary got attacked. She's the reason that Clary didn't know how to protect herself. She's the reason that my Clary is dying.

I had to do something. I got up, walked over to the wall, and punched it. Hard. Twice. I was about to do it again when a hand wrapped around my arm. Alec. "Jace. Stop. Hurting yourself isn't going to help."

"Then what is, Alec?," I said desperately. He stood there, a look of pity on his face. There was nothing I could do and we both knew it. This was killing me, because I was in love with her, and we both knew it.

It was when the mundane asked his question that I remembered no one else did. "Why do you care so much? Why, out of all of us, are you the one so worried about Clary?," he asked accusingly.

I gave Alec a pleading look but he held no sympathy for this. He didn't understand why I couldn't love her. Why no one could know. Thankfully, Magnus and Izzy came back before I could answer. Jon stood up again. "Where's Clary? Is she okay? Can we see her?" He fired them out too fast to answer.

Magnus sighed and looked to his boyfriend. "Did you tell them?." he asked, even though he could guess the answer. He looked tired and I realized how much this kind of thing drained him.

Alec shrugged. "We didn't really have a choice."

"Jocelyn won't be too happy. I mean, you told one of her children and her other one got attacked," Izzy says. "Which means that you're gonna have to tell her now too."

At the mention of Clary's, I was seething again. "Good. If she had just let us tell Clary in the first place, this never would have happened," I gritted out.

Izzy looked at me curiously. "You're a little overly pissed about this, don't you think? Even if she knew, everyone's still after her. She's fine, Magnus did a good job."

I sighed. "Oh Izzy. I'm only pissed because none of you listened to me. I was right, but all you blind idiots couldn't see it. I mean, don't you know I'm always right?," I said sarcastically. This is where years of pretending got me. Practice makes perfect.

Izzy still looked at me curiously but she dropped it. I silently sighed in relief. "If she's fine, can I go see her?," Jon asked Magnus anxiously.

Magnus nodded. "You can see her but she's still unconscious. Someone sould probably call Jocelyn or Luke too." I was about to argue again but he noticed. "I know you think this is Jocelyn's fault but Clary's their daughter. Don't you think Clary would want them here?"

I sighed, knowing he was right. I relented and nodded my head. Clary came first. She would want them here. But this time, I was telling Clary no matter what the bitch said. I would be able to protect her from now on.

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Almost an hour later, I was sitting in a chair next to Clary's bed in the infirmary. Everyone else had gone to bed. Tessa had called Luke earlier but he and Jocelyn were out of town for a meeting or something and wouldn't be able to get back until morning.

With everyone else asleep, I took the oppurtunity to see her. She was lying on her back, the way Magnus had left her. I looked at her unconscious form and I felt my heart breaking.

Her beautiful dress was ripped, her wings torn and tattered, making her look very like a fallen angel. Her beautiful, smooth, skin covered in bruises. I reached out to brush a stray lock of hair from her face.

Lying here, she looked small and vulnerable. I never thought of Clary that way. She was always fiery and strong, even with her tiny form. Seeing her like this made me do something I hadn't done since I was ten.

I cried

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Hey! Sorry for the longer than usual wait but I've been finding it hard to write lately. Basically, the guy I like just started going out with someone else and my exams are coming up so I've been out of focus lately. Hope I still did okay with this chapter.

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