One Hundred and Five One Shot:
Stardom
Clary POV:
I grew up in a small town outside of New York City, and until I was about 17 years old, nothing really seemed to be in my favor. School was alright, but I just didn't fit in. My home life was a nightmare and I hated being in the house. I wasn't athletic, and I wasn't the smartest kid in my class. I was constantly made fun of for being too short, having red hair, being a vegetarian. You name it, I was made fun of or it.
Everything changed though when I was 16. I didn't know it was going to happen, I was just simply trying to have a good night with a person that I never really thought would ever strike up a conversation with me, but it happened, and at this point in my life, when I look back on that memory, I can't help but smile.
Flashback:
It was summer, and I was out taking a walk like I normally do. My dad has been on a drinking binge and hasn't been sober for 12 days. It was nearly midnight, and I just couldn't stand being home anymore. That's why I was currently sitting on the swings of the park near my house. It was quiet, and peaceful, something I wasn't really used to, but loved it nonetheless. I was taking in the warm breeze when I heard leaves start to crunch. I looked behind me to see none other than Jace Herondale walking towards me.
"You're out late." He said as he took the swing next to me.
"So are you." I said back.
"Touché." He said. "What brings you out here?" He asked.
"Personal reasons." I said vaguely. "You?" I asked.
"You ever hear your parents fucking?" He asked and I shook my head. "Yea, lucky you. They've been going at it for at least an hour, and I had to get out of there." He said and I couldn't help but laugh. "It's not funny. It's traumatizing." He said.
"I'm sorry." I said when I could control myself. "That's just not something I'm used to hearing about."
"It's shocking that I'm an only child with how horny they are. And they're grown ass adults." He said and I smiled.
"At least they still love each other." I pointed out.
"I guess." He said.
"Trust me, you're lucky." I said.
"I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that your parents aren't together anymore." He said and I nodded.
"My mom bailed when I was 8." I admitted. Not sure why, but he was here, and it was probably going to be beneficial to talk it out. "It destroyed my dad, but I never knew a point in my life where they were a happy couple. There was always tension in the house, and fighting for the stupidest reasons."
"That blows." He said.
"Yea. And it didn't help that my brother was 15 at the time." I said. "Not only was there a drastic age difference, but we were never close emotionally either. Sometimes I forgot I had a brother if I'm being honest."
"I didn't even know you had one." He said honestly.
"When he graduated high school he went to college and never came back." I explained.
"Damn." He said.
"So I was stuck to deal with my father self destructing." I said.
"That couldn't have been easy for a kid to deal with." He said.
"I think it was worse when he started using me to take his aggression out." I admitted.
"He hit you?" He asked, shock evident in his voice.
"Yea." I said honestly. It hadn't happened in almost a year now, but it was still difficult to wrap my head around. "Now that I'm older, when I see his behavior shifting, I just leave so he doesn't have the opportunity to get in a hit."
"I'm so sorry Clary." He said. "I had no idea."
"Nobody does. You're the first person I've told." I admitted.
"I'm flattered, but why me?" He asked.
"It's been a long 12 days. I guess I needed to talk it out. Here you are, so I decided, what the hell." I said and he laughed.
"Why has it been a long 12 days? If you don't mind me asking." He said.
"My father hasn't been sober in 12 days." I said.
"Holy shit." He said.
"That isn't even his record." I said with a humorless laugh.
"What is?" He asked cautiously.
"When I was 14, he was drunk for a record breaking 21 days." I said.
"How is he not dead?" He asked.
"Have you ever seen my father?" I asked. "He's like 6 foot 4, and built like a body builder. He has an incredibly high tolerance."
"What caused him to get that bad?" He asked.
"My mom got remarried." I said. "I thought it couldn't get worse, but it did. Big time."
"Have you spoken to her since she left?" He asked.
"Nope." I said bitterly. "I'm about to get real pissed off while I talk about this, but bare with me. I'll calm down once I'm finished." I warned him and he nodded. "I woke up one day, and she just decided she didn't want us anymore." I said. "I mean, you got married to this man when you were 20 years old, you have 2 children with him, you moved across the country for him. How the hell do you just up and leave all those life changing decisions?" I said. "One of the worst parts about it too, was she ran off with my fathers best friend. I mean, the fucking nerve of that woman." I spat. "It's one thing to not be in love with your husband anymore. I mean, love sucks, and shouldn't be a thing, but to go behind his back and do that? What a fucking low life she is." I said aggressively. "She tried to reach out to me about a year ago, but I didn't want anything to do with her. My father might be an abusive asshole, but she's the one who left. She's the one who abandoned me. She's the one who ruined our family. I can't forgive her for that."
"I totally agree with you." He said and I looked at him. "There are a lot of things that I don't believe in either, and love is one of them." He explained. "I mean, my parents are disgustingly in love, and I should believe in it because I have such great role models, but I don't. I believe it destroys you, and those around you."
"At least someone understands me." I said and he smiled.
"Are you up for a little adventure?" He asked and I looked at him skeptically. "I promise, it's nothing crazy."
"Okay." I said. "What do you have in mind?" I asked.
"You'll see." He said as he stood up. He reached his hand out and I took it.
We got in his car and he started driving. I didn't know where we were going, but when we ended up in New York City I was exceptionally curious about what his plans were. We pulled up in front of this club and he parked the car.
"What are we doing here?" I asked.
"This is a karaoke bar." He said and my jaw dropped. "I hear you singing in the music room all the time. You're amazing. Let it all go on that stage and I think you'll feel better."
"You're insane." I said and he laughed.
"Think of this as therapy, and me, your therapist." He said and I laughed. We got out of the car and went into the club. It was packed, and we took a seat at a table and listened to a few people go, damn were they terrible. Jace added my name to the list and I just sat there patiently waiting for my name to call. When it finally happened, I looked at Jace, he gave me an encouraging smile and I made my way up to the stand. I told the man what I wanted to sing and he nodded. I waited for the music to start, I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath before starting.
I'm waitin' on the sun to set cause yesterday aint over yet
I started smoking cigarettes there's nothing else to do I guess
Dusty roads aint made for walking, spinning tires aint made for stoppin'
I'm giving up on love cause love's given up on me
I gave it everything I had and everything I got was bad
Life aint hard but it's too long to live it like some country song
Trade the truth in for a lie, cheating really aint a crime
I'm giving up on love cause love's given up on me
Forget your high society, I'm soakin' it in Kerosene
Light 'em up and watch them burn, teach them what they need to learn HA!
Dirty hands aint made for shakin', aint a rule that aint worth breakin'
Well I'm giving up on love cause love's given up on me
Now I don't hate the one who left
You can't hate someone who's dead
He's out there holding on to someone, I'm holding up my smoking gun
I'll find somewhere to lay my blame the day she changes her last name
Well I'm giving up on love cause love's given up on me
Well I'm giving up on love HEY love's given up on me
When I was finished, the entire club was up on their feet clapping, and howling. My eyes found Jace's and he was in his feel as well clapping and smirking at me. I got off the stage, gave a couple high fives, and made my way back to Jace.
"How did that feel?" He asked and I laughed.
"Really good." I admitted and he nodded in agreement.
I went back up there a total of 3 more times before the club closed, and Jace and I were making our way back to the car when I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. I turned around and there stood a random guy who I recognized from the club.
"I was really impressed with you performances tonight." He said.
"Thank you." I said.
"Hodge Starkweather." He reached his hand out.
"Clary Morgenstern." I shook his hand and he nodded. He handed me a card and when I looked at it I was pretty shocked.
"You have a rare talent Clary." He said. "And those of us at Idris Records love rare and honest talent like you." I stared at him because I just couldn't believe it. "Give us a call. I'd like to set you up with a producer and talk about possibly joining the company."
"Of course." I said. He nodded and walked away and I turned back towards Jace. "Did that just happen?" I asked and he laughed.
"I knew you were good. That whole room new it, and now a music scout thinks so." He said. "Take it, and run with it. You deserve it."
We headed back to our town and I couldn't believe what happened. Maybe Jace was right, this was my chance to make a better life for myself. I'd be a fool not to take it.
End Of Flashback
And here I am, 10 years later, and loving my life more than I ever thought was possible. But it wasn't simply for that music scout, it was because after that night Jace and I formed a bond. One that truly meant the world to me, and I never wanted to lose.
It turns out, we were both exceptions to each other. We confessed that we didn't believe in love, and I was so sure that was true. But the closer Jace and I got, the more apparent our love for each other was. He was hands down the most amazing and thoughtful, and respectful, and encouraging man I've ever met, and the fact that he was mine, and I was his was something I never thought I'd fine, but here we are, we're married and we have a son together, and I'm living m dream as a country star, and I couldn't be more blessed. We may only be 27 years old, but our lives were amazing, and it was only just the beginning.
"Clary!" I heard Jace call. "If we don't leave now, you're going to miss your flight!"
"Coming!" I called back. I was leaving to go on a tour, and I hated leaving my boys. Wyatt was a little over 2 now, and a complete surprise but loved nonetheless. I ran downstairs where they were waiting for me. Wyatt ran into my legs and I scooped him up.
"Mama!" He said and I gave him a kiss.
"You ready?" Jace asked. I nodded and we went out into the car where all my luggage was packed. I strapped Wyatt in and we headed towards the airport.
We got there, and walked over to the terminal where I was going to be leaving from. I may be a known musician but I wasn't private jet famous yet, but one day. I hope to get there.
"I'm going to go get some coffee. You want anything?" Jace asked me.
"Coffee and a doughnut would be great." I said and he smiled.
"What about you little man? You want anything?" Jace asked Wyatt.
"Hashbrowns." He said and Jace laughed. He's been on this hashbrown kick for a month now.
"I should have known." Jace said. He gave us both a kiss before walking away.
"I'm gonna miss you mama." Wyatt said.
"I'm gonna miss you too baby. But you and daddy are going to come visit me when I'm in New York so we can see grandma and grandpa." I said and he smiled. Moving was another huge deal for us, but the label that I was signed with did all of their business in Oklahoma, so we moved to follow my career, but we made it a point to go back to New York whenever we could to see Jace's parents.
"Why can't we come with you?" He asked.
"Because daddy and I talked about this when I was pregnant with you, and we decided that until you were 5 years old that you couldn't come on tour with me. It's a lot more challenging that you think baby boy, and I don't want you and daddy to have to deal with all the crazy reporters and stuff." I explained. It was true. Jace and I didn't want Wyatt to be in the spotlight until he was older, and we figured 5 would be a good age to start exposing him more to that kind of stuff. I would love for him and Jace to come on tour with me, but Wyatt needed his space to just be a kid, and that couldn't happen on tour.
"Otay mommy." He said and Jace returned, and the hashbrowns instantly made his mood lighter. Wyatt was sitting on the floor in front of us eating and playing with the couple toys Jace brought along.
"We're sure going to miss you around here." Jace said and I smiled.
"But you get to have some father son time while I'm away." I said and Jace laughed.
"I'm a stay at home dad babe. I get father son time all the time." He said and I smiled.
"Have I ever told you how amazing you are for giving up your career to raise our son?" I asked and he leaned over and kissed me.
"You tell me every single time you leave for a tour or a event." He said and I smiled. "It's an honor to stay at home with him and watch you continuously fulfill your dreams." He said. "Nothing makes me happier."
"I love you Jace Herondale." I said matter of factually, because since we started dating, I knew this is what real and honest love was. This wasn't dangerous or destruction, but nurturing and everlasting.
"I love you too Clary Herondale." He said and I couldn't help but smile.
"What about me?" Wyatt asked and Jace leaned down and picked him up.
"We love you more than you'll ever know Wyatt Herondale." Jace said and he threw his arms around his neck, and Jace pulled me into the hug. My gate was called and I groaned as I stood up out of my seat.
"I'm gonna miss you mommy." Wyatt said as I pulled him out of Jace's arms and hugged him tightly.
"I'm gonna miss you too baby boy." I said. "But we'll be together soon and we'll FaceTime as many times as you want."
"Safe travels babe." Jace said as he pulled both Wyatt and me into him. "Text me when you land?" He asked and I nodded. "I love you." He said once again and I smiled like a fool just like I always do.
"I love you both." I said as I gave them one more kiss. Jace grabbed Wyatt and I grabbed my luggage. I walked towards the terminal, and took one final glance back at my boys. They both waved. I waved back before handing my ticket to the flight attendant, and boarding the plane. Leaving them never got easier, but this was my career, and how I provided for my family, and my dream. It was everything I wanted in life, and I was thankful to have such an amazing and supportive husband like Jace who ultimately got me to this point, but that didn't make leaving suck any less.
Time Jump – Two Months Later
Clary POV:
"Alright, you have an interview tomorrow at 8 am, so be in hair and make up by 6." My manager, Izzy, told me.
"You're lucky I have a 2 year old son who loves getting up to watch the sunrise, otherwise getting me up a that hour with very little sleep would be impossible." I said and she laughed. She had been on of my best friend since she became my manger, and it was amazing having her on tour with me.
"Take the night off, call that crazy kid and husband. If you aren't in that make up chair at 6 tomorrow morning, I'm hauling your ass out of bed." She said and I smiled. She walked out of my room and I went to FaceTime Jace and Wyatt. It rang for a few moments before Jace answered.
"Hey baby." Jace said.
"Hey. How are my boys doing?" I asked.
"We're good. Missing you though." He said.
"I miss you two more than you know." I said. "Where is Wyatt?" I asked.
"Hey little man! Mommy is on the phone!" Jace called and there came a shriek. Soon Wyatt's face was up close and personal with the camera.
"Hey baby boy." I said with a smile.
"Hi mama!" He said.
"How are you doing baby?" I asked.
"Dood. Daddy and I went to da park today!" He cheered.
"And how was the park?" I asked.
"Awesome!" He said and I laughed. He rubbed his eyes and Jace picked him up and he rested his head on his chest.
"He's pretty tuckered out from it." Jace said.
"I just wanted to check in." I said. "I have an interview tomorrow at 8, and I need to be in the make up chair at 6, so I was going to make it an early night, but I couldn't possibly go to bed without taking to my boys."
"Alright, we'll make sure we're watching." Jace said. "Sleep well babe. We'll talk tomorrow?" He asked.
"I'll fit you into my schedule." I teased and he laughed.
"How kind of you." He said. "I love you Clary."
"I love you too Jace." I said.
"I wuv you mama!" Wyatt said.
"And I love you too baby boy." I said.
"Goodnight babe." Jace said.
"Night you two." I said and we hung up.
I got ready for bed and closed my eyes thinking about my boys. I was heading to New York in a week, and I couldn't wait to reunite with my two favorite boys and Jace's parents. It was going to be great, and I couldn't wait to be held by Jace again. Sleeping wasn't the same without him.
Jace POV:
When Clary goes on tour, Wyatt sleeps with me. I hated having the bed to myself and we both missed her like crazy, so we started this little tradition the night she left, and it was amazing. We woke up and I made him breakfast, and now we were waiting to watch Clary's interview. Wyatt was such a mama's boy, and their bond was truly something incredibly special.
When Clary popped up on the screen, Wyatt got super attentive, and I turned the volume up so that we could hear. Clary waved and than it cut to commercial, which Wyatt didn't appreciate, but she was back relatively fast, and we started watching.
"Clary Fray, it's good to see you again." The interviewer said.
"It's great to be back." Clary said.
"So, first tour back in almost 3 years. How does it feel?" She asked.
"It feels amazing." Clary said. "Taking those three years off was tough, considering I've been doing this since I was a teenager, but I loved taking the time to be a mom and a wife, and it was incredible, but I'm happy to be back, and making music."
"Speaking of, how is your little….?" She questioned.
"Boy." Clary helped. "He's perfect. My husband and I couldn't be more blessed that he came into our lives."
"You don't post a lot about him." She said. "Why is that?"
"My husband and I decided when I was pregnant that we weren't going to put him in the spotlight." Clary explained. "He's only 2, and we wanted him to just enjoy being a kid while he can. I know my career doesn't leave a lot of privacy for my family, but what we can give him is a semi-normal childhood, and that's what I really want for him."
"And are you planning on having anymore?" The interviewer asked and Clary blushed. We never really talked about it before, so I was curious about her answer.
"My husband and I haven't discussed having more, but I wouldn't be opposed to having one or two more." She said. "I love kids, and I can only imagine that my son will be the greatest big brother in the world, but we're enjoying our time as a family of 3, so maybe in the future, but that's still a conversation that my husband and I need to have."
"So, this new album, seems to be different than the others, what was your inspiration?" The interview asked veering away from our personal life.
"You know, I just really wanted to write a kickass album that let me express my emotions. Some sad, and others empowering, some about how I feel now as opposed to my high school days." Clary explained.
"I'm guessing you're talking about 'Only Prettier'." She said and Clary laughed.
"Yea. I didn't really 'fit in' in high school." Clary said. "I didn't really care, but others seemed too. It wasn't until I met my husband that I actually felt worthy, and important."
"I read somewhere that you two were high school sweethearts." The interviewer said and Clary nodded.
"Yea. We met my junior year, and started off as friends, and it just grew." She said. "I guess this album is a therapy session. Or at least, that's what my husband would call it." She said and I laughed.
"Do you have a favorite on the album?" She asked.
"I would have to say Makin Plans is my favorite." She said. "And I'm gonna sound like such a sap for saying this, but it's because I wrote it about my husband." I couldn't stop the smile that spread across my face when Clary said that. "I wrote it when we first got married, and it was so personal that I didn't think I wanted to share it with the world, but I asked if I could record it one day, and I just knew it had to be included on this album." She admitted.
"That's really romantic." The interviewer said. "Does your husband know it's about him?" She asked.
"Yea. I played it for him when I was still in the writing process. Than after it was finished, and than again when it was recorded." She said. "He often plays it around the house and we dance to it."
"Man, you have yourself a keeper." She said and Clary laughed.
"That I do." Clary said.
"Well, it was great to have you back here Clary." The interviewer said. "Clary's album is out now, don't forget to pick up your copy. We'll be right back after this." It cut to commercial and I turned off the TV.
"Where did mama go?" Wyatt asked.
"She had to go to work, but don't worry little man, we get to see her next week." I said and he smiled. "Now, what would you like to do today?" I asked.
"Fishies!" He said and I smiled.
"To the aquarium it is." I said and we went up stairs to get dressed for the day. I loved being a stay at home dad. Getting to do all these things with Wyatt was amazing, and I wouldn't want to be doing anything else.
Time Jump – One Week Later
Jace POV:
Wyatt and I got in last night, and Clary was super busy so we were meeting for dinner tonight with my parents. It's been some time since I last saw them, and Wyatt has grown so much since then and I couldn't wait to just spend time with my family.
We walked into the restaurant and my parents were already there waiting. Wyatt ran over and into my moms arms as I made my way over to hug my dad.
"You've gotten so big." My mom said to Wyatt.
"Hi grandma." Wyatt said.
"How is everything?" My dad asked.
"Great. Clary should be meeting us here soon. She got backed up today." I said as I pulled my chair out. We all got settled when Clary walked into the restaurant. Wyatt of course ran from his seat right into her legs. She picked him up and I walked over and pulled her into a hug.
"God does it feel good to be back together." Clary said and I smiled.
"Feels complete." I said and she smiled. When we got back to the table Clary gave both of my parents a hug before sitting down. Wyatt of course wanted to sit with Clary, and she didn't mind. I knew she missed him as much as he missed her.
"How is the tour going Clary?" My mom asked.
"It's great. I forgot how exhausting it is, but the shows have been a blast, but I have a few days off before the next one, and I'm glad that I get to spend it with you guys." She said.
"Well, we can't wait to go to your next one." My mom said. "I feel like it's been awhile since we saw you perform."
"Well, I haven't been on tour in 3 years, so I know what you mean." She said.
The rest of the meal went by amazingly. It felt so incredibly good to be back with Clary. Everything just felt more natural with her by my side. I guess that's why we're perfect together, or soulmates, whatever people say. Everything is just so much more enjoyable with Clary, and I love that about our relationship.
Time Jump – One Week Later
Clary POV:
"Does this week really have to be over already?" I asked as we all stood in the airport.
"Feels like we just got in." Jace said. "But we'll be together again." He said and I laughed. "I actually wanted to talk to you about something."
"What's up?" I asked.
"Wyatt did amazing this past week." He said and I nodded in agreement. "And I know you have a string of concerts up in Canada next month, so why not test the waters, and Wyatt and I come for the portion of the tour."
"That actually sounds amazing." I said. "We could also invite your parents so they can have more time with Wyatt and maybe babysit so that we can have some more time together."
"I think we had plenty of time together this week." I said suggestively.
"But I miss my wife." He pouted. "It's tough to get some alone time with a toddler, but with my parents help, it's a lot easier."
"Ask and see if they're available. I'd love to spend more quality time with them and for them to be around Wyatt more." I said.
"Mom!" Jace called and his mom started making her way over to us.
"What's up?" She asked.
"Clary and I talked about it, and we thought Wyatt did absolutely amazing with this week, and Clary has a string of shows in Canada next month, and we're going to test the waters with Wyatt, and we were wondering if you and dad want to tag along." Jace said.
"We'd love too." She said happily and I couldn't help but smile. "Text me the dates, and the information, and we will be there."
"I'll let you know mom." I said and she smiled and kissed my cheek.
"Great!" She said as she made her way back to Wyatt.
"That was easy." I said and Jace laughed.
"She is loving her role as grandma." Jace said. "Any time she gets to spend with Wyatt, she'll take. And you as well. She loves you."
"I love her too." I said and Jace pulled me into his arms. And that's when my flight was called. "Ugh." I groaned.
"Where are you going to next?" Jace asked.
"Atlanta." I said.
"Text me when you land?" He asked and I nodded. "Hey little man, mama's gotta go." Jace called and Wyatt came running into me.
"Don't weave me mama." Wyatt said as I picked him up.
"I have to baby boy but you and daddy are going to come visit me again soon." I said.
"Weally?" He asked.
"Really." Jace said. "And we're gonna stay even longer!" Jace said and Wyatt cheered.
"I love you baby boy." I said as he gave me a kiss.
"I wuv you too mama." He said. He reached for Jace and I gave him a kiss.
"I love you." I said.
"I love you too babe." He said. I gave his parents a hug and than grabbed my bag.
"I'll see you all soon." I said. They waved and I boarded the plane. This was going to be a long month, but I was excited for them to come and visit again.
Time Jump – Two Weeks Later
Jace POV:
Clary had another interview, so Wyatt and I were waiting patiently for her to appear on the TV. When she did, Wyatt got super attentive, and I turned it up like always so we could hear her.
The interview was the same as all the other ones we watched, but Wyatt and I loved watching them nonetheless just to see and hear Clary again. This time though, the host wanted to play a little game with Clary, and I could tell that Wyatt was happy about that.
"So Clary, we're going to play a little quick fire question game." The interviewer said.
"Oh god. I'm awful at these." Clary laughed.
"No pressure, just say the first thing that comes to your mind." The interviewer said and Clary nodded. "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be." Clary said.
"Okay, first question." The interviewer said. "Favorite color."
"Green." Clary said pretty quickly.
"Favorite food." She asked.
"I'm gonna be lame, but Brussels sprouts." Clary said and the interviewer gave her a weird face. "Sorry, vegetarian problems." She said and everyone laughed.
"Favorite song." She asked.
"Oh, ah this ones tough." She laughed. "Remembering Sunday by All Time Low." She said and I smiled.
"Really?" The interviewer asked a little shocked.
"I may be a country singer, but my husband has always loved alternative, and that song is just amazing. You should all listen to it!" Clary said, and she nodded.
"Okay, next question." The interviewer said. "Favorite vacation."
"Easy. My honeymoon. We went to Australia, and it was fabulous."
"Beautiful country." The interviewer said and Clary nodded. "Favorite hobby other than singing."
"I love to cook." Clary said.
"Is there any talent that your husband has that you wish you did." The Interviewer asked.
"My husband is amazing on the piano." Clary said. "I wish I had that much talent. It's a gift."
"I tried piano as a child. Not my thing." The interviewer said and Clary laughed. "Favorite childhood memory." The interviewer said and I noticed Clary flinch a little, but I don't think anyone else could.
"I don't really have one honestly. I didn't have that great of a childhood. But if I extend that frame of 'childhood' it would be the first night my husband and I met." Clary said like the pro she is.
"Fair enough." She said. "Okay, last question." She said. "Favorite animal."
"Bunnies." Clary said.
"Well folks, there is a glimpse of who Clary Fray really is." The interviewer said. "Thank you so much for taking the time to come on here and chat with me. Her album is out now, go check it out. We'll be right back after this." The interviewer said and it cut to commercial.
"I hungie daddy." Wyatt said once I turned the TV off.
"What would you like to eat little man?" I asked.
"Panyakes!" He cheered.
"Pancakes it is!" I said and he jumped up and we made our way into the kitchen to cook and singing to whatever song was on the radio.
Time Jump – Canada
Clary POV:
Everyone was coming today and I was super excited. Touring was a dream come true every single time, but I missed my family more than I ever did before, and testing the waters with these two weeks I'll be in Canada were going to be absolutely amazing.
Although this was going to be a informational visit as well. Abut a week ago I was in the middle of a meeting with my team and I just started throwing up like crazy. I had no idea where it came from and I spent the next couple days resting, but it didn't work. Eventually Izzy made me go to the doctor, and guess what? I'm pregnant. I guess the conversation about more kids was going to be sooner than I expected, but I knew Jace would be happy, at least once the shock wore off, and I was also really excited. Every time I thought about the little baby I got the biggest smile.
When their plane landed, and I saw Jace and Wyatt walking out of the terminal I ran towards them. Thankfully Jace was a rather strong man, so when I lunged at him, he caught me effortlessly while holding firmly to Wyatt.
"God I missed you." He said into my hair.
"I miss you too. Both of you. More than anything." I said as I started to cry. Stupid hormones.
"Are you otay mommy?" Wyatt asked and I nodded.
"Just missed my boys so much." I said as I gave him a kiss. "You parents are getting here later, so I thought we'd just get settled into the house."
"Sounds like a plan." Jace said. "Wyatt needs a N-A-P immediately." Jace said and I nodded.
We got everything to the car and headed towards the house. Tomorrow, I'd have his parents take Wyatt out, and we'd go out to a nice lunch and I'd tell him the news. But for right now, I just wanted to enjoy our time together, and be a family. I missed these boys more than anything in the world, and having them here was paradise.
Time Jump – Tomorrow
Clary POV:
Wyatt was jumping for joy when Celine and Stephen offered to take him to a hockey museum. I didn't even know he liked hockey, but he was excited nonetheless, and I was happy that he was getting his vacation started that way.
Jace and I went to a tiny restaurant that was pretty empty, but that just made it better. I wanted this to be a private moment, but I also I needed food cause mama was hungry. We got seated and ordered our food. My French fries came out first and we were snacking on them for a few minutes before I finally worked up the nerve to start talking.
"So, there was something I wanted to tell you, which is why I had your parents take Wyatt today." I said.
"What's up babe?" He asked.
"Well, after our intense reunification experience in New York." I started and Jace just smirked. "It seems that this family of three is going to be a family of 4."
"You're pregnant?" He asked and I bit my lip and nodded. "Oh my god. This is amazing."
"You're happy?" I asked.
"Extremely." He said. "I know we haven't talked about more kids, but when you mentioned it in one of your interviews, I agreed with you 100%. I've always wanted more than one kid, and Wyatt may only be 2, but I think bringing another one into this family is a good thing." He explained.
"Can I tell you a secret?" I asked and he laughed and nodded. "I really want a little girl."
"A little girl would be the perfect addition." Jace said. I stood up and he followed as she scooped me into his arms. This was the most amazing feeling in the world. Bringing another baby in to his world, and I couldn't wait to do it.
"Clarissa." I heard from behind me. I stiffened. Only one person called my Clarissa. Jace let me go, but stood guard at my side. When I turned around there stood a man identical to Valentine, but younger. Jonathan.
"Jonathan?" I questioned and he nodded.
"Yea. It's me Clarissa." He had a small smile on his face, but I wasn't having it. I picked up the plate of fries at threw it at his head. "What the hell?" He yelled.
"You leave me to fend for myself 20 years ago, and you show up in this restaurant and think you can just say my name and a family reunion is going to happen?" I yelled. "You're out of your fucking mind!"
"Please Clarissa, just hear me out." He pleaded.
"No. I will not hear you out. You fucking abandoned me. Just like Jocelyn." I said. "You left me with the abusive asshole. You left me." I cried and Jace pulled me into him so that I didn't collapse onto the floor.
"Shh baby. It's okay." I heard Jace whisper in my ear.
"Who is he?" Jonathan asked and that just fueled my anger even more.
"Why do you care?" I spat back at him. "You lost the ability to know about my personal life when you decided to leave your 11 year old sister behind and never come home." I was angry, and upset, and hungry, and about every emotion you could probably experience all at once.
"I'm Jace Herondale." Jace said to Jonathan. "I'm her husband."
"I knew you were married. It was in an article somewhere. I just never see pictures of you two together." Jonathan explained.
"We don't like the press invading our personal lives." I said. "We stay out of the spotlight as much as we can."
"I don't expect you to forgive me Clarissa." Jonathan said.
"Clary." I said. "Nobody but Valentine called me Clarissa, and it was normally when he was angry, and very drunk."
"Look, I didn't come here to reunite or anything." Jonathan said.
"Than why show up?" I asked.
"My daughter saw you were coming to Canada for the first time, and she's in love with your music. When she showed me a picture, I knew it was you right away. You look exactly like mom." He said.
"Don't tell me that. She isn't my mother." I said bitterly.
"I bought her tickets to your show this weekend." He said.
"I hope you aren't expecting to get backstage passes or anything. She might be my niece but I don't know a damn thing about you accept your name." I said.
"I don't expect anything from you. But I felt compelled to at least see you again. If this is the only time, I understand, but I needed to do this. For me, and hopefully one day this will mean something to you as well." He said.
"Look man." Jace said. "We're kinda celebrating something right now, and I'd really like to get back to it."
"Understandable." Jonathan said. "Good bye Claris….Clary." He said and he walked out of the restaurant.
"The nerve of him." I hissed out.
"Look, that was unexpected, and shocking, but we're celebrating the new life we're bringing into this world. So let's forget about your estranged brother and fucking celebrate." Jace said and I laughed.
"Deal." I said and we took our seats and continued on celebrating the news together. Despite that unexpected and unwanted visit, I was super happy that I was pregnant, and that Jace was excited as well.
When we got home, Wyatt was passed out on the couch and I couldn't help but laugh. I walked over and kissed him on the head before heading towards the kitchen where I found Jace's parents.
"How was your date?" Celine asked.
"It was good." Jace said.
"What's wrong?" She asked. "That didn't sound very convincing." Jace looked at me and nodded. Letting me know it was up to me to tell them.
"Uh, I don't know if I've ever mentioned this, but I have an older brother." I said. "He's 7 years older than me, and when I was 11 he went to college and never came home." I said with a dry laugh. "He just found me again after 20 years."
"Oh sweetie." Celine said as she walked over and pulled me into a hug. "Are you okay?"
"After I yelled I felt pretty good, but I'm still pissed." I admitted.
"I understand." Celine said. "Family issues suck. My parents were abusive as all hell, and nobody in my extended family believed me. It was a lonely childhood to say the least."
"You never told me that mom." Jace said.
"It's not a very fun subject manner." She said. "But you make a new family. A loving one, and that's who you hold onto."
"But…" Stephen said. "Don't throw in the towel so easily." He said. "Sometimes people fuck up, but that doesn't mean they are fuck ups."
"Language Stephen." Celine reprimanded him.
"They're adults." He said back and I laughed. "I'm just saying. Cutting family ties is understandable, but sometimes the family member that cut the ties, realizes later on in life that it was a mistake, and they desperately want to fix it but don't know where to begin."
"Are you speaking from experience too dad?" Jace asked.
"You know your grandfather and I never saw eye to eye, and he cut me out of his life, and when he tried to repair the relationship it was devastating to see because I saw how torn up he was about his past mistake. It took us years to work through all our shit, but we got there eventually."
"Than he died a year later." Celine added. "Don't let it get that bad."
"He has a daughter." I said. "I have a niece and I don't even know her name."
"Well, we're here for two weeks." Celine said. "Maybe you can meet in a neutral area and talk civilly."
"His daughter is coming to my concert this weekend." I said.
"That's cool. She's a fan." Stephen said.
"According to Jonathan, she's in love with Clary's music." Jace said. "But I can't blame her." I laughed and he smiled at me. "Oh, but there is more." Jace said and I can't believe I totally forgot.
"What is it?" Celine asked.
"I'm pregnant." I said and her jaw dropped.
"Oh my god. This is wonderful." She said as she pulled me into another hug. "How far along are you?" She asked.
"Almost 3 months. I had an appointment before you all arrived." I explained.
"You two are naughty. This little one was conceived in New York." Celine said and I immediately blushed.
"First off, I used to listen to you two go at it all the time. How do you think Clary and I even met?" Jace said.
"You never told us that." Celine said.
"Yea. I listened for about an hour, and I had to get the hell out of that house." Jace said. "We met at the park that night. I took Clary to a karaoke bar in the city, and she got discovered."
"Well damn. That's a story." Celine said and I laughed.
"Still feels surreal honestly." I said.
"Well, I can't wait for this little one to get here." Celine said as she put her hands on my belly.
"Me either." I said.
We talked about baby things for a little longer until Wyatt walked in and said he wans hungry. That kid was a smarty-pants, that's for sure. When we told him, he was pretty excited about it. He want's a little sister so he can protect her, and that just made me cry even more because that's what I thought I'd have when I was younger, but didn't, and I could just imagine Wyatt being super protective, because he's a mini Jace, and I loved that about him.
Time Jump – Concert
Clary POV:
I had been thinking about what Celine and Stephen said about trying to reconnect with my brother. I mean, I didn't have to forgive him right away. That might take years, but knowing I had a niece out there, and I didn't even know her didn't sit well with me. Jace and I talked about it for about 2 hours the other night, and I realized that I wanted to get to know her, and any other children he had. He was a terrible brother, but we're older, and we might not even get that opportunity again, and I might regret it if I didn't take this chance.
So after the concert I'm going to have security take them from their seats and escort them to the security room, I kinda want to freak my brother out a little, and give him some sort of pay back. I found out what seat he was in, and planned everything out. Not it was just about performing, and than taking it from there. I walked out on stage and everyone went crazy, and that's when the music started.
Hey white liar
The truth comes out a little at a time
And it spreads just like a fire
Slips off of your tongue like turpentine
And I don't know why, white liar
You better be careful what you do
I wouldn't wanna be in your shoes
If they ever found you out
You better be careful what you say
It never really added up anyway
I got friends in this town
Hey white liar
The truth comes out a little at a time
And it spreads just like a fire
Slips off of your tongue like turpentine
And I don't know why, white liar
You said you went out to a bar
And walked some lady to her car
But your face has more to tell
'Cause my cousin saw you on the street
With a red head named Bernice
Turns out you don't lie too well
Hey white liar
The truth comes out a little at a time
And it spreads just like a fire
Slips off of your tongue like turpentine
And I don't know why, white liar
Here's a bombshell just for you
Turns out I've been lying too
Now I'm a white liar
The truth comes out a little at a time
And it spreads just like a fire
Slips off of my tongue like turpentine
And I don't know why
White liar
The music ended and the crowd was still going crazy. I couldn't help the smile that appeared on my face. I lived for moments like this. I looked over to the side where Jace, Wyatt, Celine and Stephen all stood smiling proudly at me. The next song started and I sang my heart out just like I always did.
Time Jump – End of Concert
Clary POV:
The show was over, and we were walking back to my dressing room when I heard someone yelling, and I knew that anger all too well. I could tell it was Jonathan. He sounded exactly like Valentine. I looked at Jace and he nodded. Celine took a sleeping Wyatt and headed towards my room while Jace and I went towards where they were putting Jonathan. When we got there, I could still hear him yelled. I opened the door, and there he sat, pissed. His daughter looked frightened, and little did I know, they brought friends to the concert so naturally they were all taken in. Maybe I didn't think that part through very well.
"Clary, tell these people I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't even have a drink tonight." Jonathan pleaded, and I had to admit, it felt kinda nice that he needed me.
"Dad, how do you know her?" His daughter asked. I took a seat and Jace followed.
"What's your name sweetheart?" I asked.
"I'm Nicole." She said.
"And who are your friends Nicole?" I asked.
"Uh, that's Abby, Sabrina, Katie, and Madison." She said fearfully.
"It's nice to meet you Nicole." I said and she nodded. "My name is Clary, and I'm your aunt." I said and her jaw dropped.
"Really?" She asked dumbfounded.
"Really." I said.
"How come you never told me dad?" She asked.
"We haven't spoken or seen each other in 20 years baby." He admitted.
"How come?" She asked.
"I kinda disappeared out of her life." He said. She looked back at me.
"You look like grandma." She said and I looked at Jonathan.
"I have an idea. Why don't you ladies go with my husband and he'll give you whatever merchandise you want from tonight's show." I said and they seemed to perk up. "I'm just going to have a talk with your dad really quick." I said and she nodded. They all got up and followed Jace out of the room. Once the door was closed I looked back at him. "You found Jocelyn?" I asked.
"After college I moved here with my girlfriend, who is now my wife, and she found me." He said. "Turns out she lives here too, and we reconnected."
"Figures. That bitch." I said.
"Hey, she was going through a rough time. You can't blame her." He said.
"Yes I can." I said. "She left us, me." I said. "You were at least old enough to take care of yourself. I was 8 when she let Jonathan." I said. "Do you know how hard it was for me to deal with dad? He was a mess."
"I remember." He said.
"No. You have no idea what it was like living in that house. He was miserable, and I was his punching bag." I said.
"He hit you?" He asked.
"Frequently." I said. "All because Jocelyn left, and you never came home."
"I didn't know. If I knew Clary, I would have taken you with me." He said.
"I don't think you would have." I said honestly. "You got an out, I didn't get that lucky."
"Why did you have them drag me back here?" He asked.
"I talked to my in laws, and they told me to give you the benefit of the doubt, but if I'm being honest, me knowing I had a niece out in the world that I didn't know, and other possible nieces or nephews didn't sit well with me." I explained.
"You have 3 more." He said and my jaw dropped.
"You have 4 kids?" I asked and he nodded as he got his phone and pulled out a picture and handed it to me.
"Nicole is the oldest, she's 14. She wasn't planned at all, but she's such a joy." He said and I nodded. He was 21 when he had her, so that was pretty crazy to me. "Noah is next. He's only 9." I nodded. "Next is Natasha, and she's 6. And the youngest is Nico. He's 4." He explained.
"All N names?" I asked and he laughed.
"My wife, Zara wanted them to have names they could find on things when they got older." He said and I laughed.
"Well, with Zara as a name, I can't imagine why, but I feel like Nico and Natasha might be a little more rare than you think." I said and he smiled.
"Yea, but we liked the names a lot." He said and I nodded.
"Well, my second will not have a W name." I said. "That's for sure."
"You have a kid?" He asked.
"Yea. His name is Wyatt. He's 2." I said. "Where is Zara from?" I asked.
"Her parents are originally from California, but she was born on South Africa. They did a lot of charity work over there with medicine." He said.
"So she comes from a line of doctors?" I asked.
"Yes, and she herself is a doctor." He said.
"What's her specialty?" I asked.
"She's a neurosurgeon." He said.
"Impressive." I said.
"I'm very proud of her. It was tough when Nicole came along, and Noah, but we made it work. Plus mom helped a lot." He said and I couldn't help but feel hatred when he brought her up. I don't know if that would ever go away.
"I see." I said.
"So, what does Jace do for work?" He asked.
"He's a stay at home dad." I said. "He graduated NYU with his bachelors in business, but when Wyatt came along, my career was in full swing, and Jace decided that he would stay home while I continued to tour and make music." I explained. "It's the best job in the world to him. He loves being with Wyatt. They are like the same person already." I laughed.
"He sounds great." Jonathan said. It was quiet for a moment. "How long are you here for?" He asked.
"Two weeks." I said.
"Would you like to come over for dinner? To meet everyone?" He asked.
"As long as Jocelyn isn't there, I think that would be great." I said.
"Okay. She won't come." He said, and I could tell he was disappointed.
"Look, I'm still not happy with you Jonathan. And I'm even more pissed off at Jocelyn. So this is going to take some time, and I'd rather focus on one problem at a time." I said.
"I understand." He said and I nodded. "Here's my number." He said as he handed me a card.
"Come on, let's go find you daughter." I said and he nodded.
We got up and went to my room where Celine was rocking Wyatt. We walked in and I gave him a kiss.
"Mom, this is Jonathan, my brother. Jonathan, this is Celine, my mother-in-law." I introduced them.
"It's a pleasure to meet you." Jonathan said.
"You as well." Celine said.
"Where did Jace take the girls?" I asked, and that's when I heard the music. I looked at Jonathan and he gave me a smile.
"Did I not mention they formed a band?" He said.
"You didn't." I said.
"Yea. They want to be a country girl band." He explained. I laughed and we made our way out to the stage. When we got there, Jace was standing in the front watching them as they played one of my song, 'Only Prettier', and I had to admit, they were pretty decent. I made my way over to where the one girl was singing, and picked up a microphone and started singing with her. She looked shocked but quickly bounced back and started singing.
Well I've been saved by the grace of southern charm
I got a mouth like a sailor and yours is more like a Hallmark card
If you wanna pick a fight well I'm gonna have to say goodnight
I don't have to be hateful, I can just say bless your heart
And even though I don't belong with your high life friends
Doesn't mean we don't get together and try to make amends
It's easier can't you see lets agree to just disagree
We don't have to like each other but its sure fun to pretend
So lets shake hands and reach across those party lines
You got your friends just like I got mine
We might think a little differently
But we got a lot in common you will see
We're just like you, only prettier
Everybody says you gotta know your enemies
Even if they only weigh a hundred pounds and stand five foot three
If you just smile and behave you could always get your way
It's a universal plan that'll get you where you can in all societies
So lets shake hands and reach across those party lines
You got your friends just like I got mine
We might think a little differently
But we got a lot in common you will see
We're just like you, only prettier
Lets shake hands and reach across those party lines
You got your friends just like I got mine
We might think a little differently
But we got a lot in common you will see
We're just like you, only prettier
Well I'll keep drinkin' and you'll keep gettin' skinnier
Hey I'm just like you only prettier
She says just like you only prettier
When we were done Jace and Jonathan started clapping and I couldn't help but laugh and take a bow and than point to the band. I put the microphone down and they put down the instruments and came forward.
"That was so cool." The one girl, I believe it was Madison, said.
"Seriously Aunt Clary, that was awesome." Nicole and I was taken aback by her calling me Aunt and I think she could tell. "I'm sorry, its just I don't have any aunt's, and I figured since you are mine only one I could call you that." She said nervously.
"I don't mind, I've just never been someone's aunt before. My husband is an only child." I explained and she nodded. "You guys have some serious talent."
"You think so?" The one, Abby, asked.
"I do." I said. "I was discovered when I was 16, so don't give up, and keep practicing." I said and they nodded.
"Alright peanut, it's time to get home. Your mom is going to be worried sick." Jonathan said and Nicole nodded.
"Will I see you again?" She asked.
"I'm going t be coming over for dinner sometime in the next two weeks." I said and she gave me a hug and I just had to hug her back.
They all said goodbye and I felt Jace pull me into his as they walked away talking about the amazing experience that tonight had been. I sighed and leaned into Jace contently.
"How do you fee that went?" He asked.
"Better than expected, but we have a long way to go." I said. He kissed my temple and than it was our time to leave. I was exhausted, and ready for bed.
Time Jump – Family Dinner
Clary POV:
We got to Jonathan's house and I couldn't bring myself to knock so Jace did. The sound of barking kinda terrified me, but when Jonathan opened the door, someone was holding the dog bag.
"Noah, put Killer in the backyard." Jonathan said.
"Killer? Really?" I asked as we walked inside.
"Noah named him when he was 3, and that's what I called him at that age, and he liked it so much he named the dog that. He's really sweet once you get to know him." Jonathan explained.
"Clary doesn't like dogs." Jace told him.
"Why not?" Jonathan asked.
"One attacked her when she was 15." Jace said.
"That's horrible." Jonathan said.
"Yea, not my favorite memory. But it gave me a great excuse for the bruises." I said nonchalantly and Jonathan flinched.
"Everyone is in the living room." Jonathan said and I nodded. We walked into the living room and they all looked back. "Everyone, this is my sister Clary, her husband Jace, her son Wyatt, and her in laws, Celine and Stephen." Jonathon said. His wife got up and walked over and hugged me.
"It's wonderful to meet you. When Nicole came home gushing about how she met her idol, and she happened to be her aunt, I was stunned." She laughed and I smiled.
"I was just as shocked to know I have 2 nieces and 2 nephews." I said and she smiled.
"And this is your son?" She asked.
"Yes, Wyatt can you say hi to your Aunt Zara?" I asked and he lifted his head off Jace's shoulder.
"Hi Aunt Zawa." He said and she smiled.
"It is very nice to meet you Wyatt." She said and he smiled. "He's beautiful."
"He has the Herondale charm." I said as I played with his beautiful blonde hair.
"Well, dinner is almost ready, I hope you all love stuffed chicken." She said.
"Actually, I'm a vegetarian." I said and she looked at me.
"Oh, thank god. So am I, and nobody in this house understands." She said and I laughed. "Do you eat fish?" She asked.
"I do." I said.
"I am making myself some salmon, would you like some?" She asked.
"Sounds great." I said and she nodded and headed towards the kitchen.
We made small talk with Jonathan's family. Nicole mostly talked to me about making it in the music world, and I was more than happy to give her any knowledge that I had, because I could see how much she wanted it, and that made me want it for her as well.
When dinner was ready, we all gathered around the table. We made small conversation, and we were getting to know each other. This was a step in the right direction, and I think this incredibly burned bridge between Jonathan and I could be mended, but it would take some time.
Time Jump – Two Years Later
Jace POV:
Clary had a show right here in Oklahoma today, so I was getting the kids ready for the trip to the stadium, but Wyatt just wasn't having it today, and Paisley was getting irritable.
"Wyatt Herondale, we have to leave." I yelled.
"Why?" He asked.
"We're going to see mommy." I said.
"But I want to play with my trains." He said.
"You can bring them." I said and he looked at me.
"Okay." He said and he walked over to me. I put his shoes on and we finally got out of the house.
When we showed up to the stadium I was so thankful to see my parents. Wyatt was having no part of anyone today, but Paisley was happy to be held by her grandmother. We got to the back room where Wyatt immediately when to the floor and started playing with his trains. I took Paisley and went on a hunt for Clary before the show started. I found her just sitting in the wings listening to the crowd.
"Hey babe, what are you doing?" I asked and she looked back and smiled at me, as she took Paisley.
"Just soaking it all in." She said. "How is everyone?" She asked.
"Wyatt is miserable. All he wants to do is play with his trains, so my mom and dad are watching them." I said.
"4 year olds, what are you gonna do?" She said and I laughed.
"How are they doing?" I asked.
"They're nervous, but they're ready. I know they are." She said and I nodded.
"How much longer?" I asked.
"Show starts in 15 minutes." She said. I leaned down and gave her a kiss.
"Knock their socks off babe." I said.
"That is such a dad thing to say." She said ad I laughed.
"I can't curse in front of Paisley. Wyatt never picked it up, but she's all into imitating, and I refuse for her to be going around cursing." I said and she laughed.
"I'll see you after?" She asked.
"Of course. I love you." I said.
"I love you too." She said.
"Wuv you mama." Paisley said.
"I love you too baby girl." Clary said as she kissed her. I don't think anyone could truly understand how incredibly happy Clary was when Paisley started looking like her. She had Clary's red hair and green eyes with subtle hints of gold. She was perfect, just like Wyatt.
Clary POV:
The lights dimed and that's when I knew the show was about to start. The open acts were all phenomenal and I couldn't wait to go out there and just kill it like always. The music started and I made my way out onto the stage. It was an amazing feeling to know all these people came here to see me. I truly loved my job. I got to the middle of the stage and just let it out.
You only love me for my big sun glasses
And my Tony Lomas
And my Dodge Dart classic
You said "I'll be Johnny and you'll be June
I'll ride with you to the moon"
But guess what?
[Chorus:]
You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axle's draggin'
You can't step to this backyard swagger
You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah
Oh, heaven help me
I've been sowing wildflower seeds
And chasing tumble weeds
But that's just who I be
And you're just trying to slow this rolling stone
But I'm on to you baby
So guess what?
[Chorus:]
You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axle's draggin'
No you can't step to this backyard swagger
You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah
Oh, you only love me for my big sun glasses
And my Tony Lomas
I live in Oklahoma
And I've got long, red hair
And I play guitar, and I go on the road
And I do all the shit you wanna do
And my dog does tricks
And I ain't about drama, y'all
And I love my apron
But I ain't your mama!
So guess what?
[Chorus:]
You can't ride in my little red wagon
The front seat's broken and the axle's draggin'
No you can't step to this backyard swagger
You know it ain't my fault when I'm walkin' jaws droppin' like
Ooh, ahh, ooh, ahh
Oooohh, yeah. Ahhhhh. Oooooohh. Ah!
When the song was finished the place was going crazy. I looked over at the wings and there stood my family, and I knew my life was truly amazing and rewarding. No matter how shitty it was for some time, this was far greater than anything I could have ever dreamed.
Time Jump – End Of Concert
Clary POV:
"Alright ya'll, I have some special guests with me today, and they're going to come out and do a song we wrote together. Is that cool with you?" I asked and everyone went crazy. I motioned for them to come out, and Nicole was the first one to make it on stage, she had her guitar in hand and she seemed so nervous. "This is my niece's band, and I highly insist you check them out! Their name is The Revolvers, and they rock!" I looked at Nicole and nodded. We were off.
Stand on the bar, stomp your feet, start clapping
Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
[Miranda(Clary):]
Pulled up to the church but I got so nervous
Had to back it on up, couldn't make it to the service
Grabbed all the cash underneath my mattress
Got a real good feelin' something bad about to happen
[Carrie(Madison):]
Ran into a girl in a pretty white dress
Rolled down a window, where you heading to next?
Said I'm heading to the bar with my money out the mattress
Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen…
[Chorus:]
Stand on the bar, stomp your feet, start clapping
Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen
Drinks keep coming, throw my head back laughing
Wake up in the morning' don't know what happened
Whoa… Something bad
Whoa… Something bad
[Carrie(Madison):]
Now me and that girl that I met on the street
We're rollin' down the road, down to New Orleans
Got a full tank of gas and the money out the mattress
Got a real good feelin' something bad about to happen
[Miranda(Clary):]
Bout to tear it up down in New Orleans
Just like a real-life Thelma & Louise
If the cops catch up, they're gonna call it Kidnapping
Got a real good feelin' something bad about to happen
[Chorus:]
Stand on the bar, stomp your feet, start clapping
Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen
Drinks keep coming, throw my head back laughing
Wake up in the morning' don't know what happened
Whoa… Something bad
Whoa… Something bad
Stand on the bar, stomp your feet, start clapping
Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen
Now the drinks keep coming, throw my head back laughing
Wake up in the morning' don't know what happened
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
Whoa… Something bad
Whoa… Something bad
When we were done the whole place was going ballistics. I walked over to he girls and pulled them all in to a hug. I could tell they were relieved and I was happy I could do this for them. They were talented, and the world deserved to know.
"I'm Clary Fray, these are The Revolvers, and that's our show! Thank you and goodnight!" I said as we got of stage. Nicole instantly ran into Jonathan and Zara's arms and the other girls ran to their parents. I got to Jace and he pulled me into a hug.
"That was awesome babe." He said and I smiled. When we pulled away, I heard the crowd shouting encore, and I couldn't help but smile. I looked at Nicole and her friends.
"What do you say girls? You up for another song?" I asked and they all beamed.
"Hell yea." They all said in unison, which I don't think their parents were happy with but I laughed. They all ran on stage and I looked back at Jace.
"Do your thing babe." He said and I smiled. I kissed him and ran out on stage with the girls.
"Alright, you twisted our arms." I said and the place went nuts. "This one is called Baggage Claim, and it's about finally getting out of that relationship that is toxic!" I said and the music started playing.
I have been draggin' around your sensitive ego
Making sure that your bags arrive on time for the dog and pony show
A little suitcase like a brick,
It kinda makes it hard to get a good grip
I drop your troubles off at the conveyor belt,
I'll hand you a ticket to go get it yourself
At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
When you hit the ground, check the lost and found
Cause it ain't my problem now
I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles on my own
It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car,
I'm packin' it in, so come and get it.
If it ain't obvious what has set me off today,
Behind every woman scorned is a man who made her that way
Go on and take your little business trip with that sweet little habit
That you can't kick
You better call your momma when you get to town
Cause I ain't gonna be hangin' around
At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
When you hit the ground, check the lost and found
Because it ain't my problem now
I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles of my own
It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car,
I'm packin' it in, so come and get it
Come and get it!
Come and pick it up, pick it up
Before I blow it up in flames
You better pick it up, pick it up,
Baby, I'm leaving everything...
At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name
And when you hit the ground, check the lost and found
Cause it ain't my problem now
I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles of my own
It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car,
Well I'm packin' it in, so come and get it
Come and get it.
Authors Note:
Okay, this was requested by JustAnAverageBookLover, and it took me some time to come up with a solid plot of Clary being a singer, and Jace not, and I quite like this one shot, and I hope that you love it as well! Let me know what you think and leave a review!
Disclaimer: All these songs are Miranda Lamberts. I don't own any of them. I just thought they were fitting to the story, and wanted to use them! I'll give you a list in order below so you know what they are! And the country girl group I got the idea from the Pistol Annies, who I also don't own but thought it was appropriate since Miranda Lambert is also a member of that group!
Songs:
First Song - Kerosene
Second Song - Makin Plans
Third Song - White Liar
Fourth Song - Only Prettier (Also mentioned earlier)
Fifth Song - Little Red Wagon (Also, I changed the blonde hair to red hair for the purpose of the story!)
Sixth Song - Somethin Bad ft. Carrie Underwood
Seventh Song - Baggage Claim
