Clary's pov

My jaw was probably on the floor right now. Izzy, my best girl friend, was staring back at me with the same expression. I moved aside and gestured for her to enter.

"Okay, can someone explain what's going on? Why are you here , Izzy? I thought you were planning a wedding... In France... Oh my Angel..." I trailed off as I put two and two together. She had been planning MY wedding.

"I was. I'm just as confused as you. JACE!" She shouted. He winced and tugged on his ear.

"What did I do? I didn't know you guys were friends. I swear. Izzy was planning our wedding. Well if there is one..." He said sheepishly. Izzy squealed loudly.

"Oh my God! Clary's gonna be my sister! Awesome! We so need to go shopping! Jace, credit card now!" Her excitement was infectious. Jace glowered as he passed over the plastic card.

"We're not even getting married, Isabelle. This is a waste of time." He grumbled. Her smile dropped and her bitch mode was activated. Oh shit.

"What do you mean you aren't getting married?! I've put months of planning into this. You aren't backing out. I will walk you both down the aisle by gun point of I have to. Understand?" She was all up in his face. I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing and Jace's face.

"You haven't even known for months. This is ridiculous. I'm a grown damned man and I can get married if I damn well please, Damn It!" He yelled back.

I had been quietly sitting and watching until Iz spun around to face me. Uh-oh. She had the puppy dog eyes. Oh god. I can't resist that face. Her large doe eyes were beckoning to my conscious. She batted her lashes and made her eyes tear up. Fuck, she sniffled. Izzy almost never cries and when she does that means it's serious.

"But... I spent so much time an-and I-I-I went through all of th-that for nothing", she wailed." You are perfect for one another and my plans are ruined!" She finished with another round of sobs. My heart snapped.

I embraced my friend. I felt terrible she had gone through all trouble and now there was no wedding.

"Well maybe it could be for Aline Penhallow's wedding next year." My feeble attempt to placate her made it worse. She cried harder,if anything. She started blubbering about how she hated Aline.

"Fuck. Fine. Just stop crying! Damn!" Jace finally yelled. My eyes widened. Who did he think he was, saying yes for me? Especially after I hadn't fully forgiven him...

"Yay!" She squealed and clapped at the time I yelled,"Excuse me?!"

"Look clary, I'm sorry. I'll make it all up to you somehow but give me another chance. I know you have feelings for me, as I do you. While I hate to force you into anything, this is the best for you, me, Iz, your mom, everyone! I hate to break it to you, but I'm not letting you go. Whether we're married or not doesn't matter. I love you and you need to accept that. You're not going to date anyone, you aren't living by yourself, and you're not bailing on this wedding! Fuck!"his chest heaved with his labored breathing and Izzy was squealing again. I just stared at him in shock.

Izzy quieted down and stared at him, once she realized what just happened. Then she proceeded to slap his face. Twice.

"You don't order someone to marry you and you don't admit you love her like that. So unromantic." She snarled. Go Izzy!

"I'm going to forget this ever happened. And second, he's told me he loves me before. Speaking of my mom, I need to find her and talk to her." I muttered, hands going into my pockets. My feelings for Jace had made a comeback ever since our spectacle on the street. However, marriage was just a step too far. I felt better about everything that had happened but it was all too soon. It was moving too quickly.

"Clary, don't change the subject." Iz snapped.

"Don't yell at her. Clary put on the ring." He was thrusting the engagement ring at me. I was so overwhelmed.

"You hypocrite, you just yelled at her! And don't demand her to wear your ring. Be romantic, you stupid fuck! Grow a pair and be a man, not a damned dictator!" She all but screamed at him.

Their bickering went on for another hour before I couldn't take it anymore. Now it was mangos vs. Guavas. Life right now. I went into Jace's office and grabbed a piece of paper and a purple ink pen. I left a note saying I was going to the store and taped it on the wall near the door. Then I proceeded to exit the penthouse.

Should I marry him or not? Will he change? Can I handle this? What am I gonna eat for dinner? Did I grab my wallet? These are the questions that ran through my head as I wandered into the city for my answers.