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Chapter 12
That was such a great dream. Clary thought to herself. She just woke up but refuses to open her eyes yet. She rolls over in the bed into something hard and warm. She cuddles up to it. Seb must still be asleep, he never lets me cuddle up to him. She nuzzles her face into what she assumes is Sebastian's chest, still refusing to open her eyes. She doesn't want to wake up to the reality that she's stuck in an abusive relationship. She wants to stay in her dreamland where she's the damsel in distress and gets saved by Prince Charming. That Prince Charming being Jace.
Jace.
He's so beautiful, but he knows it. He's so caring. He's so arrogant and cocky. He's so, ughhh. He's so perfect. He's just so Jace. She felt a smile creep across her face, something that doesn't happen unless she's talking to or thinking about Jace. She snuggles up closer to Sebastian pretending that it's Jace.
She lies that way for what seems to be only seconds before the alarm goes off next to the blonde man. She clutches his shirt, wishing he'd stay and keep her warm and so she could pretend a bit longer when he moves to get up.
"Well good morning to you, too, Red. I must admit I didn't think you'd be so upset about me getting up to take a shower, but I'll stay if you want." He smirks down at her when her eyes fly open.
"Y-you mean it wasn't a dream?" She whispers.
His eyes narrow and harden. "No, it wasn't. The son of a bitch you call your boyfriend really did those things." He spit out.
"Th-that's not wh-what I meant. I meant, you really saved me?" She stutters so quietly. She is scared she made him mad.
His eyes soften. "Don't be scared, Clary. It wasn't a dream. You don't have to put up with that anymore. I won't let you." He whispers back.
"Why do you care so much anyways?" She asks.
"Cause I like you, Red." He says trying to lighten the mood a little bit, but then he adds, "And no one, especially someone as beautiful and sweet as you, should ever have to endure that. And since I got the chance to help, I took it." He says sincerely.
He likes me AND he thinks I'm beautiful? This is too good to be true...
Clary blushes and looks down. Jace pulls her chin up using one finger and gazes into her eyes.
"Don't hide from me, Clary. I meant every word." He tells her.
"But I'm not any of that. Especially not beautiful."
"You're especially beautiful." He tells her. She looks at him in disbelief. He then whispers, "Damn, he's taken all of your self-confidence away, hasn't he? I'll be the one to help you get it back."
"How?"
"By telling you your beautiful everyday. By doing everything I can. I'll even give you some of mine." He winks at her.
"Well, The Lord only knows you've got plenty of that to share." She laughs and the mood is lighter. He laughs with her.
"See, that's why I like you, Red." He smiles. "Now get off of me. I'm going to take a shower then get ready for the last presentation. You're going to stay in here though." He tells her.
She wasn't aware that she had crawled on his chest, so she slides off of it as he asked.
"Why do I have to stay here?" She asks him.
"Because what good would it have done to have snuck you away from Morgenstern to have him see you at the presentation and try to take you again? He doesn't need to know where you are. When it's over, I'll come up here with you, and we will both stay until I know he is gone. Then we'll leave off to anywhere you want to go. I told you before, Clary, I'm not going to let anything happen to you." She looks at him, shocked. No one outside of my family and Simon has ever cared about me so much. She then has a thought and looks at him skeptically.
"What about your job?" She asks.
"Clary, I'm the owner. I can do the majority of my work outside the office on my laptop or by phone calls. Don't worry about that." He informs her as he stands to get ready for his shower.
"I'll order room service. What do you want?"
"I'll be fine. Thank you though..." She says.
"Come on, Clary. You don't look like you get enough to eat anyways. How bout pancakes?" He tries.
"It's okay, I'm not hungry." She says right when her stomach growls so loud she thinks it could have woken up the whole hotel.
"Haha, you wanna try that again?" He says playfully.
"Okay, pancakes it is. Thank you."
"No problem." He calls downstairs for her breakfast and then gets in the shower. Once he gets out, room service has already come and gone with the food cart. Clary waits patiently for him to come out. When he does come out, Clary turns crimson, for Jace is wearing nothing but a white towel around his waist. Hot damn. Wait, did I just think that?
He smirks at her. "You know, Red, it isn't polite to stare."
She plays it off nicely, though. "Hmm? What? Oh, sorry, I was zoned out thinking about things and wondering when you'd get out so we could eat." She says innocently.
His smirk falters slightly. "Sure, sure." He says while grabbing his clothes and walking back in the bathroom to get dressed without closing the door.
"You know you could have gone ahead and eaten. I don't really eat breakfast." He informs her.
"Well, I was brought up to wait on everyone before eating." He comes out wearing a back on black dress suit with his hair still glistening from his shower. He picks up a mango off the cart.
"Thanks, but next time don't worry about it." He smiles at her. They eat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, then he looks at the time.
"Dammit, I'm going to be late if I don't go. Will you be okay up here?" She nods.
"Good. If you need anything, I wrote my number on the note pad by the phone. Don't hesitate to call me. Don't use your cell, you never know who could be tracking it. If you need anything else, don't hesitate to call for room service." He stands up and puts his shoes on, then turns to walk out the door, but not before winking at her. Then he was gone.
She goes to the door when she hears other footprints. She then hears muffled voices.
"Herondale. Have you seen Clary?" Sebastian asks.
"Who's Clary?" Jace asks, and Clary's heart drops a little bit, even though she knows why he asked it.
"My girlfriend. Short, freckles, red curly hair." He describes her.
"No, sorry. Not since last night." Jace informs him.
"Oh, yeah, sorry bout that. I was a little drunk and let things go too far. Thanks for stepping in." Bullshit. Clary rolls her eyes and steps away from the door to find something to do for the rest of the day.
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