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Wako Fact- I actually met a guy named Jace! Clary's POV
I push through the front door and run towards the laundry room, the one room where there were no windows what so ever, and I find everyone around the room.
"Clary, what the hell?" Alec asks and I put my hand up, catching my breath.
"Listen, I'm sorry. I had a conversation with Valentine, and he was talking about how he would kill someone if I didn't break him out, but, but…" I start, but my reasoning stops making sense to me. I groan and lay against the wall.
"Guys, I'm really sorry, he just got to me." I say, groaning and Magnus sits down in front of me.
"Honey, relax." Magnus says; I feel a hand on my shoulder, and I see Maia patting my shoulder.
"You shouldn't go back." Maia says, and I sigh.
"Someone needs to, we need answers, I don't expect you guys to go in, and my mom isn't strong enough, I am the only one. I want answers." I say, and Magnus grabs my hand.
"Clary, it's not our fight. You need to let it go." Magnus says and I look up at him. I push myself off the couch and look towards him.
"Forgive, never forget." I say, walking out of the laundry room and into the parlor.
"Hey." Max says, running over to me and opening his arms. He grabs onto my waist, and I wrap my arms around his small body.
"What happened?" Max asks, and I mess up his hair.
"Nothing bud, I just got a little scared. Everything's ok, why don't you go get something to eat?" I say, and he sighs.
"Okayyy." He says, and I can tell her doesn't really believe me. Jace walks over to me, with Isabelle next to him, and he walks behind me he puts his arms around my shoulder.
"Hey, what was that all about?" Isabelle asks and I look up to Jace, and this time he explains what happened, or at least what I told him. She sighs and puts her hand against her forehead.
"I'm sure everything is fine, and he's just trying to mess with you. I would just relax. Oh and your mom need to talk to you and you." Isabelle says, pointing from me to Jace. I nod and I give Jace a look. He keeps his hands on my shoulders and we walk into the kitchen.
"Oh, hey, did Isabelle grab you guys?" Mom asks and I nod.
"Ok, good, sit down, I need to talk to you guys." She says and we sit down on the bar stools.
"Ok, so we got news from the lawyers, we are needed in court tomorrow, and you two are the first to testify against Valentine, but tomorrow we are just listening to the lawyers bicker. The following day, Valentine is going, then you two, so you guys need to think about what you want to say. I don't want to put to much pressure on you guys, but you two are very important." She says and I lean forward on my hands.
"Ok." I breath out, and Jace looks to my mom.
"What exactly are we attempting to charge Valentine with?" He asks and she pulls out her phone.
"Uh lets see, child neglect, multiple counts of murder, turns out he was basically a part of a more modern mafia, drug trafficking, multiple counts of attempted murder, and multiple counts kidnapping. Sadly, when Jonathan was caught, he got pulled into all of this as well." Mom says and I look up, Valentine was talking about how Jonathan was never found.
"Wait, when did they find him?" I ask and Mom scrolls on her phone a little.
"About an hour ago, and he confessed, he is now testifying against Valentine to try and reduce his prison sentence, but he is facing many, many, years." Mom says, almost sadly. I grab onto her hand, and give it a reassuring squeeze.
"He had a choice, and he chose his path, just like we chose ours. Don't blame yourself for his stupidity." I say and she smiles.
"You should go think about what you want to bring up in the courtroom." Mom says, kissing my head and walking out of the room. I sigh, and Jace puts his arm around me.
"You need to listen to yourself." He says and me, and I look up at him.
"What are you talking about?" I ask him and he pulls me up.
"It's not your fault either, just because it wasn't your mom, that doesn't mean it falls right on to your shoulders." He says, and we start toward the bedroom that I have been staying in since tenth grade. Every time we were about to move, Jace's mom wouldn't let us.
We sit down on my bed, and I lay my head on the pillow, and Jace starts playing with my hair.
"So what do we want to do?" He asks me and I shrug.
"I mean, I can't just stand up on the stand and preach about how much I hate him." I say, and he shrugs.
"I mean, in a way, you could, I guess, but the main thing is the reasons why you hate him. I mean, he tried to kill all of us, multiple times, we have Alec's car, Jonathan is testifying against him as well, and he was around when Valentine became a gangster or whatever. The thing is, he can't get out of this. We have so much on him, everywhere he turns we will be there." Jace says and I grab Jace's hand and I look up at him.
"Why are you so good at this?" I ask him and he looks a little confused.
"Good at what?" He asks and I smirk.
"Calming me down. I could be flipping shit one second, and then three seconds later, I can be smiling and laughing; I don't get it." I say, and Jace laughs as he lies down next to me.
"I'm just that good sweetheart." He says and I roll my eyes.
"My name is not sweetheart." I mumble and Jace snickers. He kisses my forehead, and I face up at him.
"I think we need to figure out what we want to do." I say.
"Mhm," he says, kissing my jaw.
"Jaceee." I whine, and he kisses my neck. I accidently let out a gasp, and I guess he takes it as a win, because he continues to move his lips around.
"We have stuff to do," I complain, and he presses his lips to mine. I instantly wrap my arms around his neck, and I pull back a little.
"Kissing me doesn't make you win a conversation." I mumble and he bites my lip.
"Ah, play nice!" I yell and Jace pulls back instantly, he touches my face gently, and he actually looks nervous, like he is afraid he actually hurt me.
"Relax." I say; laughing and I roll onto my back, gripping my stomach.
"That's not funny, I actually thought I hurt you." He says and I continue to laugh.
"Ok, great." He mumbles, smashing his lips into mine again. I bend my head to deepen the kiss, and he laughs.
"See, I can win an argument by kissing you." He says, pushing off of me, and he lies next to me.
"Ok, so we are just going up there and we are basically just naming everything that your dad made you and me hate him. And we can talk about what he did to us on the road, and that we went after him because we were scared for our lives, and we were scared, and we didn't want them to mess with our family." Jace says and I lay my head on his chest.
"I guess, I mean, we should talk to whoever our lawyer is, and see what he or she thinks." I say, and he rubs his hand on my back.
"Whatever puts him away." Jace says and I hear a knock on the door.
"Come in!" I yell, but the door doesn't open.
"It's ok, I just wanted to make sure you two weren't doing anything." Mom says, and I can hear her footsteps as she walks away. Jace laughs and I shove him off the bed. He stays on the floor and just continues to laugh. Eventually I pull him off the floor and back into the bed, and he stops laughing.
Out of nowhere my door swings open, and I watch as Max storms into the room.
"Oh good, I was looking for Clary, but it is good that you are here too. Why won't mom let me go to my friends birthday party, even though she said I could last week?" He asks and I take a peek at Jace. He's going to have to handle this one. I am glad that we weren't doing anything when Max burst into the room, that would have been awkward.
"Max, right now, it's not very safe outside, so your mom is just kind of keeping everyone indoors so everyone is safe, why don't you go talk to Maia and Isabelle, I'm sure they'd love to do something." Jace says, and he nods. Max exits the room, and I turn to Jace, who sighs and shakes his head solomley. I know he feels bad for Max, I mean I do to, he's just caught in the middle of everything. I sigh and put my hands behind my head, as I stare up at the ceiling.
That's when the first shoot goes off.
Ha! Bet you weren't expecting that! OMG, I feel so bad, oh well. Ok, go ahead and leave me a review if you want the next chapter.