Sorry for not updating earlier, I meant to do it yesterday but I was just to tired,a dn my parents forced me to watch a family movie with them so that's why this is up a couple hours later then I wanted it to be. Not to mention the fact that it is 12am and I have to be up early for my orientation tomorrow and looking like a zombie. Who needs sleep when there is fanfiction? Anyway aside from my messed up personal life, I loved the feedback from the last chapter, it seemed to be a good choice.

Winxfanfic132-I will try to make my chapters longer (this one is almost twice as long as usual), but I might not always be writing lengthy chapters.

finlizabeth123-I know, it killed me inside making Clary have such a miserable life and Aline so cruel. Then there is Simon who is a whole mother story of you know what I mean.

FairyFlare-don't worry, I will make sure your requests are in this chapter and others.

KackyK04-Thanks, I will try my best

AnnieBea-I know, I leave off on too many cliffhangers

Ella Blackrose-hopefully this can satisfy your fanfiction requests

C.J.-The-Weirdo-I know I am, but aren't all good authors one?

Guest-Yes I did, am currently reading the thrid book and in love with the series.

colorful565-Did you read the series too? And thanks

WinxFan1066-Haha I will try.

Jace POV

I was fuming all throughout the day. I had just about had it with Aline. I mean using Clary's best friend like that to riffle her up. Right now I honestly didn't care who "shipped" us, I was fed up.

At lunch all of my self restraint had gone out the window as I saw Aline going at Clary again.

"...wanted to make sure you were alright and everything. I mean Simon told us all about how you get frequent migraines." Really Aline? As soon as you get new information you pounce at the first chance. What did I ever see in her?

"While I am so glad you care for my health, I have to get going. Goodbye Aline." Even from far away I could see the tear rimming on the edges of Clary's face, a mask of pain.

"Oh but I'm not done yet. I mean the fact that you get migraines must mean that you are mentally unstable and should get help. I know this great place for the mentally insane, you'd fit in great!"

"You have got to be kidding me Aline. I get that we have had a rough past but I am not going anywhere and I personally don't see as to why you apparently want to get me out of the school." At least she was finally standing up for herself.

"Oh trust me it isn't just me that wants you out of this school. Everyone here hates you now that your best friend has suddenly seen the light. No one would miss you if you dropped dead and I frankly hope you do just that." That was it. The last straw. While I had handled her teasing Clary, telling someone to go and kill themselves was a whole new section of abuse. Clary already handled physical abuse in her past, now this endless mental and emotional abuse.

"Aline can I talk to you for a second?" I said, straining my voice so it didn't show the anger that was churning in me.

"Not now Jacey can't you see I'm doing something important?"

"No this can't wait I need to talk to you now." Hopefully the b*tch would leave alone Clary.

"Fine then, see you later waste of life!" With that she left, her arm wrapped around mine.

I immediately shook her off and practically dragged her to the lockers, a place deserted at lunch.

"Now what was so important that you had to drag me away from what I was doing?" The innocence in her voice made me wanted to gag, she was anything but.

"Don't pull of the whole 'I didn't mean it act'." I stated, adding finger quotes to empathize. "I have put up with this masquerade for too long. You always torment Clary then meander off as if nothing happened. What you don't get is that your words actually affect people. Telling someone to go and kill themselves is something that you can go to jail for Aline. I can't take it anymore and that's why I am doing something I should have done a long time ago. Aline it's over." Huh. That came out much more well versed then I thought. But the vein on my head that is about to explode show give Aline enough evidence to accept my words.

"You want to WHAT!?" She screeched, loud enough for the entire world to her the disbelief in her voice. Honestly I don't know why she was so surprised. Didn't she see how hesitant I was with her. Not to mention how many arguments we had had.

"I said we need to break-up. What you do to Clary is unforgivable and you haven't stopped. Today was the last straw. I said it once and I will say it again. We. Are. Over." I said, my voice deep and assertive. I could almost feel Aline trembling underneath what she called clothes.

"We can't be broken up, we are the couple of the school. Why do you care so much for one little wench, unless you would rather have her than me." I couldn't believe it. She was still attacking my Clary. Wait, where did the my come from? She was Jonathan's sister and a girl I had never looked twice at. Why was it now that I was actually seeing that girl as a human being? I'll deal with this latter, one problem at a time.

"I would rather be with anyone than you Aline, get that through your thick skull. Goodbye." With that I walked away, walking with a spring in my step from finally being free.

I was brought out of my state of revelry, by the soft sounds of weeping. Out of instinct, I listened, craning my ears for the person grieving.

There was only one person near-by, a person with flaming red hair.

Clary.

The same girl who showed me that the world is not as perfect as it seems. That peace is really impossible with the amount of hatred, and envy, and sorrow in this world. The girl who in one meeting, showed me the world from a different point of view. And the way I repay her is having my ex-girlfriend tell her to kill herself.

She is to enveloped in her tears to notice that I am approaching her, peering over her shoulder to see what she is looking at.

"how to kill yourself" The words are typed in the search engine. I can't believe my eyes. Clary Fray, the girl who everyone overlooked, the girl who saw the world in it's correct light, was wanting to remove the light from her eyes.

"Clary?"

Clary POV

"Clary?"

Oh crap.

I was so distracted in finding a good way to dispose of myself, I forgot other people could see me.

Worry was shaking throughout me, fear trembling and putting evoeryone of my nerves on overdrive. There was still a chance he hadn't seen what I was looking at. If He had, what would happen?

Would I be the laughing-stock of Aline's group again? The girl who took her words to seriously? Or would he break out in laughter right then and there telling me how stupid and impractical I was being?

Instead I was greeted by a reaction I never thought I'd see on Jace Wayland's face. Emptiness. Pure sorrow and regret was plastered over his face, too genuine to be fake.

Why would he be ...concerned about me? Jace has never given me a second glance and yet here he is looking at me like his puppy just died.

"Clary what are you searching on your phone?" So maybe he hadn't seen it, just lie with what would normally be on your phone.

"Just this... Fanfiction on the Infernal Devices. The author killed my favorite character and you can see how I responded." That had to be a believable lie right? But he was literally right over my shoulder so he could have seen it.

"I don't believe you Clary." Before I had time to react Jace had snatched my phone out of my hand with supernatural speed and reading one of the websites I was on.

"Give me back my phone Jace what I look up on the internet doesn't concern you."

"But it does when you-crap Clary- it matters when you are looking up was to kill yourself!" His voice rose at the end to almost a shout, scaring me to what would come next.

"Well before this week you didn't give two shits about my life and now you are concerned about whether I live or die? Do you see how iconic it is seeing as the person behind my suicidal thoughts is none other Than your girlfriend?" Damn the response that he gave me. I was engraved at the audacity of him. What right did he have to be suddenly concerned with me when he took part in the crime?"Why would you break up with her over me? I'm just a worthless little piece of life that shouldn't be breathing." If I thought the first reaction I though was shocking, this one was off the power grids.

Jace had pure empathy written all over, and had his molten gold eyes fixed in an intense gaze with mine.

"I did it because I know exactly what you are going through, the feeling that no one in the world care about you, that everyone would be better off without you." How did Jace of all people sum up what I was feeling in one sentence? That kind of depth and empathizing only comes from first hand experiences, ones that scar you for life.

"The only way you would know what I am going through is if you experienced it your self, and I am betting you did. If you are expecting me to spill out all my misery then you better to the same."

An interrupting ringing echoed through the halls, signifying the end of lunch

"Not now." He said in a nervous voice, glancing around as if someone was going to come out of the shadows and shoot him. "Meet me at the bleachers afterschool if you want my story. All I can say now is this: you are not a worthless person and you deserve to be on this planet and should. Don't give up your life over the words or someone who never sees things right." With that he hurried away leaving me dumbfounded in all me teary eyed glory.

He left me with a choice.

Die, and be forgotten off the earth without anything.

Or, live another day and hear what someone else went through.

The choice was mine, but the burden of making the right choice was weighing down on my shoulders.

I will live another day, and show everyone that I am not useless.