A/N- Please please pleaseeee don't be mad. I haven't been on fanfiction in forever (except the other day when I posted my latest fanfiction, "The King of New Haven"). And I'm so sorry! School has been super busy lately, with band, homework, and all that crazy crap and the email I have connected to this count, I lost the password so I didn't get notified of all your lovely reviews until I just checked a few minutes ago, which actually inspired me to continue with the story! (After reading the last few chapters again for a bit of a refresher)
To remind some of you what happened previously:
Clary told Jace and Simon both about what happened with Jon (after him being "killed" and turned into some monster by Valentine). The last few were, as I said in the chapters, fillers, just because it was important stuff that was needed in the story, like Clary telling Jace about what happened, and then some well needed time spent with her pal, Simon. :) If you want, you can read back on the last couple chapters, since I absolutely suck at summaries.
Anywho, I'm going to go on ahead with Chapter 29! I'm going to be bringing this story to a close soon, but don't worry, cause I do plan on making sequels to it, like after this will be their life in college, and then so forth. I'm going to make this chapter super long for y'all, cause I feel super duper bad for taking like, nine months to update. Love you guys, hope you enjoy the new chapter! And thank you so much for all the amazing reviews! They make me smile :)
Chapter 29:
I've spent a lot of time.. Thinking, lately. About nothing in particular, just the small things, like how much time it took for me to do my hair in the morning, how many times Jace kissed me oh so gently, calming my nerves, telling me everything was alright. For the latter, I'm sure it was over one hundred, maybe even more than that. Ever since I'd told Jace about Jon, he never left my side. All week at school, he was with me, which, was great, don't get me wrong, but sometimes I just needed my space. Jon had revisited me a few times that week, and I never told Jace, in fear he would get even more upset with Jon then needed. It was to the point where everytime Jace tried touching me, whether it was on the shoulder, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind, stroking my cheek or taking a step forward, I would flinch. I was so damn jumpy, I felt like I was making it obvious that I'd seen Jon recently.
Jace was worried. Telling me I haven't been acting like my usual self lately. As in, I was more jumpy than before, and I was always aware of my surroundings, even now, I somehow didn't feel.. Safe in his arms. But I should, right? It's just Jace, he would never harm me in any way, do anything I didn't want him to. So why couldn't I be around him? Why couldn't I be alone with him?
I've tried avoiding him. Not Jace specifically, just.. People in general. I don't talk at lunch, just sit there, staring at my untouched food, a tired look in my eyes. I haven't gotten much sleep in the past week or two, my brain on high alert, and at every noise I heard in the night, my heart would race, my body breaking into a sweat.
Izzy is constantly asking me what's wrong. I haven't told her yet, I still don't know how, and it's killing me to not tell her, but I just.. I don't know how. As of the moment, I was curled up on my bed, alone in my bedroom, tears streaming down my face. Things had gone so downhill so quickly. I just wanted.. To fix things. I wanted Jon to be Jon again, I wanted to be myself again, for everything to be normal.
Valentine to be gone.
To feel happy and alive in Jace's strong, tanned arms, feeling like the only ones in the world.
Simon noticed something off, too. He's been bugging me about it, asking if I want to come over, hang out, talk about it. I've turned him down, giving him the lame excuse of "I need to be alone," Or, "I'm fine, Simon. Don't worry."
But he knew I wasn't fine.
God, he was my best friend, how could he not tell? He's the person I share all my secrets with, whom I confide in. And now, I couldn't even look him in the eye anymore. I couldn't look anyone in the eye, not Izzy, especially not Jace.
They'd hate me.
Izzy would be furious, she most likely wouldn't talk to me for the longest time, upset that I hadn't told her about Jon, what he did, plus the fact that he's actually alive. I doze off, having cried myself to sleep, my mind drifting off into a terrible dream..
~x.X.x~
"Oh, Clare-bear. My sweet darling.." I look up into the black of eyes of Jon, my lip trembling, tears threatening to spill.
"Jon, no.. Please.."
"You wouldn't listen to me, Clary. Father is getting upset.."
"You don't have to h-hurt me.." I look down at my hands, in chains, bruised and bloodied from trying to escape them. There was a nasty gash on my right arm, and I look up at Jon, fear evident in my eyes. "What did he do to you?"
"He fixed me. Showed me who the real bad guy was. Mom. She lied to us, Clary, told us that he was such an awful person.. But really, it's all mom. It always has been."
"Really? And you're gonna believe every stupid ass lie that escapes his lips? He kidnapped me, Jon! Tortured me, and now, he's doing the same to you!"
"He's showing me what's right! He's teaching me to be a better fighter. Something mom could never do. Now, Clarissa, I've tried to get you to listen, to love me, but you won't. So now, I have to take matters into my own hands.." Jon pulls out a long, slick blade, the tip shining in the light as he takes a small step closer to me.
"No.. Jon, you don't have to do this." He ignores me, continuing to walk closer until he towers over me, his hand on the back of the chair as he leans forward, our faces centimeters apart to where I can feel his hot breath on my shaky lips.
"Too bad. We could've been everything, Clarissa.."
~x.X.x~
I wake up, drenched with sweat. That was the first time I'd slept in days, yet I felt like I had less sleep than I did before. I crawl out of bed slowly, going out to the kitchen and making a pot of coffee.
"Coffee this late, Clarissa?" I jump at the sound of Jon's voice.
"Get out." I say calmly, trying to hide the fact that I'm afraid. "This is my house, I can have coffee when I want."
"Aw, couldn't sleep. Thinking about me, huh?"
"You wish. In fact, I was actually thinking about Jace. You know, my boyfriend. Oh and the fact that I really want my brother back, not the monster currently possessing his body." I flash a fake smile, watching as the coffee pours into the mug. It took forever, and there was a long, agonizing silence between Jon and I.
"Clarissa.." Jon steps closer to me.
"Get away from me. Step closer and I swear-"
"You'll what? Call mom? She won't believe a word you say. Her son could never do such a thing to his little sister." I sigh in defeat.
"Then get out. And don't come back until you're my real brother again."
"Oh, Clare-bear, I am your real brother."
"No, you're not. Now get the hell away from me." I grab the coffee mug, beginning to drink the black coffee, smiling at the sweet smell and the warm feeling of the coffee down my sore throat from crying. When I look up, Jon is gone, and I let out a sigh of relief. At least he hadn't.. Tried anything this time. I head back to my room, feeling a bit better, slipping into more comfortable clothes, seeing how I hadn't changed before falling asleep. Once done, I check my phone. I have twelve texts from Jace and two missed calls. It was only midnight, and I sigh, calling him back. Knowing him, he was still awake, probably worried about me, or whatever.
"Clary?"
"Yeah?" I croak tiredly.
"Did I wake you?"
"No, that's why I missed your calls." I rub my eyes. "What do you need?"
"I was just worried about you. How are you feeling?"
"Fine, actually.. I'm just, tired. Jace, you don't have to worry about me twenty four seven."
"I know, Clare, but-"
"Jace, stop." I shoot out, I was getting annoyed at the constant questions from him, like the are you okay's, and the over protectiveness I was getting. It was almost like Jace thought I couldn't take care of myself.
"Jeez, Clare, I'm sorry."
"No, Jace. You don't understand. I don't need the constant questions! I'm fine. And you called me at like, midnight, as if I wasn't trying to sleep! You don't have to worry about me all the time!" I was whisper yelling over the phone, but clear enough that Jace could tell I was upset.
"Baby, I'm sorry. Just know I'm here for you if you need me."
"Well, I don't need you." And with that, I quickly hung up, immediately getting a dozen messages from Jace. I then shut my phone off, hopping out of bed and into my bathroom, popping a melatonin in my mouth and swallowing it down with a glass of water. Hopefully, that would help me sleep. I know my outburst at Jace was a bit childish, but I just couldn't stand it. At the moment, I just wanted to be left alone. And I couldn't do that with Jace blowing up my phone with his constant worrying.
"Clary? Everything alright?" I look up at the soft voice of my mom.
"Oh, yeah. Everything's fine, mom. I just couldn't sleep, so I took some melatonin, I'll be fine." I give her a soft, reassuring smile and she returns it, nodding slowly.
"Alright, well, don't be afraid to come get me if you need anything, okay?" I nod.
"Got it, mom. Love you."
"Love you, too, sweetheart." She then leaves, walking back up the stairs to her room and I say, laying down on my bed and resting my head on the soft pillow. I just needed sleep…
And, for the first time in several nights, I fall asleep, a dreamless sleep, a good sleep. Now, I just needed to get things right with Jace, to explain to him what's been going on with me, why I've been so snappy. But, before I do that, I seriously need to tell Izzy about Jon.
~x.X.x~
"Oh my god, Clary, I know what you need!" I look over at Isabelle, yawning.
"And what is that? Please don't tell me shopping, because no. I don't need to go shopping, Iz."
"Yes, you do. You're totally stressed, and shopping always helps."
"Shopping with you can be really stressful."
"Oh, come on, you know you love it!" I roll my eyes at her.
"Fine. But I am not buying a dress. Or heels. Deal?" Isabelle squeals.
"Deal! Come on."
"Wait, right now?"
"Of course, right now! No other time is good!"
"Iz, I still need to get dressed! Not to mention, I haven't showered yet!"
"Then hurry your slow ass up, we don't have all day, redhead." I roll my eyes, getting up and trudging to the bathroom after picking out my clothing. I guess I did need a shopping trip, especially with Iz. Maybe it could be a good time to tell her about Jon, too.
I clear all thoughts from my mind as I hop in the shower, and after about ten minutes, get out and dry off, slipping into my clothing which consisted of one of Jace's maroon sweatshirts and a new pair of dark blue skinny jeans and white converse. I comb through my fiery locks, stepping out of the bathroom.
"Ready." I smile, and Izzy beams at me.
"You look great! Now come on, let's go."
A/N- So that's it for this chapter :) Hope you enjoyed. I have an idea for the next chapter, and I will be posting soon! Love ya! Hope you enjoyed this chapter :))) Got any ideas? Don't hesitate to leave a review!
