MATURE CONTENT – proceed with caution.
BASED ON A TRUE STORY
DISCLAIMER – Cassie Clare owns TMI
Third Person POV
"It's okay to be a little shaky," Jocelyn says helping Clary sit up from her bed. "You've been sleeping for three days."
"How are you feeling?" Doctor Boss asks her.
"Undercaffeinated," Clary states holding back a yawn.
"That can be arranged," he says waiving his arm at an intern.
Two of the young looking interns left the room, closing the door behind them. "They call me Doctor Boss," he says extending a hand to Clary.
"You look too young to be in charge," she says smiling a bit. The doctor might have looked a little young but he was definitely an attractive doctor.
"No," he smiles back. "Dustin Bosin," he says glancing back to his chart. "Clarissa."
"Clary," she corrects him.
"Well, Clary," he motions to an intern behind him. "He is going to take some blood so I can do your tests. In the meantime, there is a lot of people here that want to see you. One at a time please." The intern left standing took two different vials of my blood and left rather quickly.
"You know, Jace has been here-," Jocelyn starts.
"I want to see Isabelle," Clary interrupts. Jocelyn gives her hand a final squeeze and leaves to get Isabelle. Just a minute later Izzy bursts through the door.
"I have missed you so much," she says bending down to give Clary a hug. Her hair is flawless but she's wearing no makeup for a change.
"When was the last time you went home?" Clary asks her trying to sit on the edge of her bed.
"You have been unconscious for a week, Clary," Izzy starts, "Jace is-."
"Nothing," Clary interrupts. Izzy just looks surprised.
"It wasn't his fault," she says seriously.
"And you believe that?" Clary asks rhetorically.
"Kaelie was trashed," Izzy explains. "She was only there for maybe five minutes and he pushed her away."
"I just can't see him right now," Clary says quietly.
"You're going to break his heart." Clary says laying back. She wanted to forgive him, she really did. That little voice in the back of her head told her not too, because it was a mistake all along. They might not belong together right now. "You're going to have to tell him yourself," she finishes.
"I don't want to lose you," she says letting her eyes swell up with tears. Just thinking about a life without them feels wrong. How is she going to break up with him if she has to look him in the eye?
"Oh, honey," Izzy says taking her hand. "You're not losing any single one of us." She waits for a response but Clary is staring at her fingers.
"We need the room," the doctor says barging in through the door.
"Whatever it is, Izzy can stay," Clary assures him.
"I don't take these matters lightly," he continues. Jocelyn comes in next and looks confused.
"What is it?" Jocelyn asks.
"You might want to take a seat," he says, "And you can't have that coffee," he says shutting the door on the intern that made her coffee.
"What?" Clary asks complaining.
"Your blood results showed an increase of a certain hormone," he starts. Jocelyn and Izzy both gasp. Jocelyn looks furious.
"Run it again, then," Jocelyn demands.
"It could be right though," Izzy confesses. Jocelyn is fuming now.
"We ran it three times," Doctor Boss says, "it came to me when you left those boxes here in case her cycle came this last week."
"Clarissa Adele Morgenstern," Jocelyn demands. Clary looks dumbfounded.
"I have no idea what you are talking about," she states.
"I think Jace should be in here instead of me," Izzy says getting up quickly. Clary tried to protest but Jocelyn's death look stopped her from talking.
Jace walks in the room slowly, looking at no one but Clary. As hard as she tries, her eyes keep coming back to him.
"I don't understand," Clary says again. This time, Doctor Boss is looking her directly in the eye.
You're pregnant, Clary," he says mistakenly clear. Jace about trips over himself and stares at the doctor like a zombie for a minute.
"I am WHAT?" Clary yells.
"Your blood came up positive when it was tested for a pregnancy," Doctor Boss continued. "The reason you fainted was because your body was malnourished at the time." Clary still looked confused. Jace still stood frozen. Jocelyn looked so worried. "You hadn't eaten enough that day, do you remember feeling abnormally hungry?"
"I remember eating a late lunch," she says looking down, and then it came to her. "And then I was hungry when I got to the Lightwood Manor. I had planned to eat there but then-."
"You ended up running off instead," the doctor finishes. He makes it sound like it was her fault.
"I didn't even know!" Clary argues. "It's been like, what, three weeks since that night now? It was too soon to know!"
"Jocelyn let out a breath. Jace still looks like a truck just rammed into him.
"That fits the timeline our consult had drawn up for you," Doctor Boss says giving Clary a binder. "Take her through everything," he says to Jocelyn who nods her head. "It needs to be her decision, and Jace's, of course." The door opens one more time and the intern with her coffee came back with a different cup. "As for your coffee," he hands her the cup. "I wouldn't recommend drinking it black. Frappuccino's can be a source of dairy for you, just not every day, and no more than one or two cups at a time. Caffeine isn't harmful until you drink too much of it." Clary nods and takes the cup.
Jocelyn takes the binder from Clary's lap and opens the front cover. The first page reads, The Options of a Pregnancy.
Clary reads the first page and screams, throwing her drink across the room. It hits the wall just a foot away from Jace and splatters every which direction. The look of hurt on Jace's face is definite, she instantly felt a twinge of guilt. He left the room in silence and Clary buried her face in her hands.
"I messed up so bad," she cried. Jocelyn put her hand to her back to try and soothe her.
Clary POV
"Sweetheart, it will be ok," my mother says over and over again.
"We broke the boyfriend rules one time and," I get all choked up and it makes me angrier.
"Do you want me to go find you some lunch?" she offers and I desperately accept. She gives a smile before she leaves. I see her talking to Luke outside the door who takes her place next to me when she leaves.
"Your mom wants me to keep you company," he says pulling out my art bag. I take my bag and rip open the zipper, desperate to take out some of my confusion. "I thought that would help." I don't respond. I dump out every little pencil, pain, and utensil out of my kit, which is weird because I keep them so nicely kept. "Can I draw one too?" Luke asks.
"You want to paint with me?" I ask sounding as emotionless as I can.
"Oh god, no," he says laughing. I meet his gaze this time and I can't help a small smile. "I have no painting talent." I laugh this time, it's true. "I was hoping you would let me use your crayons and markers."
"Of course," I say passing him the two carriers for my crayons and markers. I also pass him a fresh page to color on and he takes it with a smile on his face. He leans back in the chair next to my bed and gets to work, and so do I.
At first, I am just making random slashes through the page and ruining a pencil while I do it. I sharpen the top to a fine point and keep going. I decide to start coloring in some of the weird shapes from all the lines and I realize that there might be a picture in there after all.
I drew a picture of a heart with a dagger lodged in it. I drew what I felt right now in my chest, my daggered heart.
There is Chapter 1. I hope you guys can stick with this because it really is a good story. REMINDER – 90 percent of all of this stuff really did happen so please keep an open mind about some of the decisions made, someone really did make them. Enjoy reading! Any questions feel free to ask them. xoxo