The ride home had been unusually quiet. Actually, the whole night was: Jace hadn't said a word to Clary. Sometimes he would look at her, but the moment Clary caught him he would look away.

Clary knew it was her fault; she shouldn't have kept the whole Sebastian's baby thing a secret, but it was a part of her life that she wanted to forget.

Jace had taken the whole thing...different than Clary would have expected. There hadn't been yelling or arguing, Jace had just been quiet and maybe that worse. Every time Jace was mad, he would cool down. If Jace had had a reaction he would have cooled down eventually, but Jace hadn't said a thing and the more quiet he was, the more afraid Clary got.

It wasn't late when they got to bed, dinner had been silent and neither of them was in a mood to watch TV. Clary was getting a bit panicked; she didn't know what to do.

Clary stood inside the big walk-in closet, and she could hear Jace moving in the bedroom. She was wearing an old shirt, one of the leftovers from college; it had the big NYU logo on her chest.

Clary took a deep breath: they needed to talk, and she needed to hear him say something, anything. She slowly walked into the bedroom. "Jace..." she called out. Jace sat on the bed with his hands resting on his knees, and head in his hands. He looked tired and…broken, Clary realized. The man who had always been her rock, looked broken.

Jace looked up when she came in, his eyes rimmed with red like he had been crying, but Clary knew better. Jace never cried for he was strong, stronger than all the people she knew.

She walked over to him, her hands shaking, the angst of losing him tearing at her flesh and bones.

"Jace..." she said again, even her voice was shaking now, "I'm so, so sorry. Really you have no idea, I just-"

"Clary please stop," Jace said, finally looking up at her, his eyes capturing hers. Clary's heart stopped for a second, and tears slowly made their way down her cheeks.

"No, god no Clary please don't do that," Jace said sounding desperate, quickly getting up and cupping her face in his hands.

"But you hate me," Clary whispered, her heart breaking. "And the worst thing is I hate myself too, I understand why you don't-"

"Clary stop," Jace's voice was only a whisper, but still firm. "I don't hate you, I could never hate you. I'm just... I'm hurt Clary, okay? I don't understand why you didn't tell me. Clary you were basically forced into the abortion, by a guy who...well he's not a good person. And I feel like you don't trust me with big and life changing things like that. You should have told me, I would never be mad at you. I could never hate you." Jace took a deep ragging breath, "I love you Clary, so, so, much. I can't even imagine a life without you. I need you so much that it hurts when I'm not with you. I don't care if you want to forget about it, but I do care about you and what happens to you, and what happened to you. I want to know it's okay Clare. I want you."

Clary's breath hitched when he used the old nickname, his voice had only been a whisper, but her heart was still fluttering like a butterfly's wings.

"Make me forget, Jace," Clary fisted her hands in his shirt, and reached up on the tip of her toes,"Just make me forget everything." she whispered against his lips.

And Jace made her forget.

so here it is :D i hope you all liked it (i did) and i know it's kind of short but come on you all want this to happen!

so the Cassidy Jones thing is maybe coming up tomorrow so please read :)

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until next time

Eva :)