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So there was a question asking why she can't go to the police.

If she did, Valentine would kill her. Simple. He would hunt her down, and eliminate her for good.

He might be drunk half the time, but he's smart. Also, there's going to be a BIG reveal later on what he does when he isn't at home.

I'm building that part up, meaning Valentine IS going to be reported to the police but there needs to be more evidence. In one of my chapters, Raphael talks about helping her, let that be a hint to y'all about what he does.

Enjoy!

Clary was nervous. If she went back to school, she would DEFINITELY receive a ton of shit from the popular bitches. She felt betrayed. Isabelle was a good actress, and had a lot of nerve coming to her house and apologizing. But, when Isabelle trashed Jace for being a man whore, it was definitely real. Even that part where Isabelle called Clary kind and selfless seemed real, but in the end, she believed it was an act.

What was real and what was fake?

Clary decided to be friends with Magnus. Sure, she wouldn't tell him anything about her life, but he was kind and supportive. She tried to think of a time where he was mean to her, but couldn't think of one, because he really was a sweetheart.

When she thought she looked decent, she went down to eat breakfast, and saw Luke casting a worried look in her direction. She sighed, and went up to him.

"Hey," whispered Clary, "I'm going to be ok. Promise."

He didn't say anything, and instead, hugged her. He released her, only so she could eat breakfast. Clary ate in silence, and wondered where everyone was.

It was almost like Luke read her mind. "Raphael's at the shop. Your mom and Jonathan are looking for a small apartment so live in for now. Clary, I know it was a big decision, living with your mom for now. I'm sorry Clary, I really am. I should have told you before, but I-"

"Luke, stop. I'm fine. Seriously. If you think I'm mad at you, I would never be mad at you. You're one of the reason I'm still alive Luke. Don't beat yourself up fpr something you had no control over."

He sighed in defeat, and then smiled warily. "Ok. Have a good day at school Clare."

She smiled at him, then left the house, and retrieved her bike, which was hidden in Luke's garage. They hid it there because if Valentine came looking for her, he would recognize her bike in the driveway.

Today she had two main goals. One, ignore the bitches at school. Two, talk to Magnus.

When she arrived at school, Isabelle was standing near her locker. She looked distressed, but when she saw Clary, she smiled.

"Clary!" she yelled. "You're here! Where were you?"

If she payed more attention, she would have seen the rest of the people in the hallway happy at seeing Clary's face. But she didn't know that. Clary ignored Isabelle, and when she asked what was wrong, Clary looked her dead in the eye.

"You and your bitches. That's what's wrong. Why can't you just leave me the FUCK alone? is that too much to ask? 5 years. That's how long you've done this. Do I look like an idiot? You think that I would be smarter, but apparently you're a good actress. I was stupid to believe you were sorry for what you did. Leave me alone, and stop fucking around with me."

Isabelle was visibly stunned, and surprisingly, looked a little hurt at what Clary said. Without a word, Isabelle ran off in the other direction, leaving Clary at her locker Once she got all her stuff from her locker, she found Jace standing next to her.

"Where were you?" he asked quietly.

"None of your damn business." she snarled.

Jace's eyes became hard, and he gave her a cold stare, but there was a hint of...relief? Without a word, he walked off, and Clary couldn't help but feel confused.

Clary entered Mr. Starkweather's class a little early, ready to recite her excuse for not being at school for about a week.

"Mr. Starkweather, I'm really sorry. I got a bad case of the flu, but I still did the work. I finished Hamlet, so I can still do the porject."

He smiled. "Of course Clary. I'll fill you in on the project. This project is worth 200 points, so don't slack off. You only have this class to do as much as you need, and then after that, you work on it after school. You will be answering this question: Is Hamlet insane or not? Pick one side, and you and your partner will make a poster and then give a presentation supporting your answer."

Clary felt her heart sink. She would have to be spending more time with Jace, and that too, after school. She smiled feebly at Mr. Starkweather, and heard the bell ring. The rest of the class started filing into the room, and Jace took his seat in front of her. Her turned around, his eyes noticeably softer, and cleared his throat.

'So," he asked awkwardly, "Do you want to discuss the question or?"

Clary sighed, wondering when her torment would end.

They decided to meet at Jace's house on Saturday. When it was lunch, she found Magnus standing at her locker, and he too looked very distressed. His head was resting on her locker, and he didn't notice Clary walk up behind him.

"Hey," she asked softly, "What's wrong Mags?"

Magnus turned around quickly, and hugged her fiercely. "Oh biscuit, I thought s-something happened. God, I would never forgive myself if-"

"Magnus," she reassured. "Chill. I promise nothing happened. Let's go eat lunch."

He put his arm around her shoulder, and Clary relaxed into his side. Sure, she hadn't talked to him often, but he was very comforting. She liked that, and could get used to it. When they walked into the cafeteria, it seemed that all eyes were on the two of them, and Clary saw Alec looking at them from the corner of her eye. Magnus bought her lunch, even though she protested.

They walked out and went to Clary's usual lunch area.

Magnus cleared his throat. "So, where were you for the past week Clare?"

She hated lying to Magnus, but what could she do? "Long story short, I had the flu. No biggie." Even though Magnus looked skeptical, he believed her. During lunch, they got to know each other better. Magnus told her more about the Lightwood's, but Clary didn't tell him about her father. Instead, she told him about Luke and Raphael, and how kind they were.

Magnus checked her phone to make sure she had his number, and then she gave her's to him.

Everything was going smoothly, until Magnus brought up Simon.

"Clary, he really is sorry. He found out we were talking, and he asked me to tell you that he's sorry. He wants to start over with you. I'm not saying just be his friend right away, but maybe try talking to him Clare."

She knew Magnus was right. Simon was angry when he told Jace, but he lived in regret. But she didn't know if he was worth giving a second chance to.

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