"Clary what happened? Jon told me after you left for home that you were sick. Why didn't you tell me when you were leaving the classroom? I was worried sick about you!" Izzy says as she hugs me from behind, my car seat between us.
"Iz, your chocking me!" I manage to get out and she loosens her grip. "I was feeling sick this morning but I came in and then I was sick in school and Jace followed me out and then Mr Jenkins sent me home and sent Jace with me to look after me." I say and Jon and Simon climb in beside Izzy.
"You could be coming on your per…" Izzy starts but doesn't get to finish because I cut in, trying to save myself from a ton of embarrassment.
"That's something I do not want to talk about with boys in the car. Thank you very much Isabelle!" I shout as loud as I can hoping to drown her out. My period is defiantly something I do not want to talk about when there are other people present. I hear Jon snicker from the back seat, I turn and glare at him and he pales and hold his hands up in surrender. "Let's just go so I can put my pyjamas on please." I say and turn to Jace who nods his head and starts the car.
JPOV
"Guys where is everyone going. Speak now or forever hold your peace." I say and hear everyone mumble a reply simply saying home. It's kind of a small thing between us, home is Clary and Jon's house. The house is Izzy's and if were having a party we go to 'The Mansion' otherwise known as the Herondale household.
I put my foot down slightly as I see Clary looking slightly paler in the passenger seat.
"Jace can you go a bit faster please. I really don't think those Pizzas are agreeing with me." She says and hold her stomach with one hand the other covering her mouth. "Actually pull over when you can please." She says and goes even paler. I put my foot down. I know there is a place I can pull into a minute up the road. At this speed we'll be there in 20 seconds.
"We'll be there soon Clary don't be sick in the car please. You won't be the one who needs to clean it up." In the time it takes me to tell her that we pull up into a safe spot on the road to her house. She's out of the car and running towards my side where there is grass faster than I can unbuckle my seat belt. "Guys stay in here. I'll go out with her." I say to the others turning so they can see the sincerity in my eyes. They all nod and agree to stay where they are.
I quickly jump out of the car and walk towards where Clary is bent over hands on her knees. I walk towards her and put my hand on her back, rubbing up and down in a comforting gesture. I bunch her hair into my hands and pray that she be better soon. "You ok Clary?" I ask when she stops being sick, she still has her hands on her knees.
"God I really wish you would stop seeing me like this. I hate being ill in front of people." She says getting up and pulling a tissue from her back pocket using it to wipe her mouth. As soon as she's done that I pull her to my chest.
"I'm glad you do it in front of me. Then I know when your ill and can take care of you." I mumble into her hair. She pulls me closer wrapping her arms around my middle her head leaning where my heart is. I really hope she doesn't notice how my heart beat speeds up when she lays her head there. "Do we need to take you to the doctors Clare? Are you really ok?" I ask worried about her.
"I'll be ok. I think I just have an upset stomach. It doesn't seem to want to keep anything down." She sounds like she's going to cry again so I pull her tighter to my chest.
"Hey Red," I use her nickname trying to lighten up the conversation. "You're going to be ok. Remember I'm always here no matter what. Hey don't cry in the street." I say as I feel her shoulders start to shake. "Come on dry your eyes. When we get home me and you, we'll go have a lay down and I promise you can cry as much as you want there, no judging at all from me. I may even join you. I haven't had a good cry in a while." She giggles into my chest and I lean down kissing the top of her head. Forgetting that we have an audience in the car.
"Ok. I'm ready let's get home." She says pulling away and smiling at me. "And Jace," She looks to me from where she is in front of the car walking to the passenger side. I incline my head and she smiles wider. "Thank you. For always being there." She starts walking again heading to her side of the car.
"No problem." I say and silently add on the end, 'I'll always be here for you, even when you're with other people I'll always be here." And climb into the car after huffing to myself.
"Clary are you ok?" Jon asks from the back, being the worried big brother he is. "What's wrong do you have stomach flu?" He questions, the look on his face clearly shows the worry and want to pull his baby sister into his arms and keep her safe from everything.
"No Jon. I don't have the stomach flu." She says still pale playing with her hair, braiding and un-braiding a section at the side of her head.
"How do you know it's not? Do you have something else? What is it? Is it contagious?" He questions. I can see her grip on the door handle tightening.
"Jon leave it yeah." I say to him and meet his eyes in the mirror. He looks towards me and nods his head. I look over to Clary and she's clutching her stomach. She turns her head to me slightly and mouths 'Thank you' I nod towards her. Soon we pull up towards their house and everyone jumps out except for Clary. I look towards everyone and see that they are all looking at me. I sigh and say "Go on in guys, we'll be in soon." I then turn and make my way towards the passenger side of the car.
I open the door but Clary doesn't even notice. "Hey." I say and reach in to take hold of her hand. She jumps and looks up to see it's me and lets out a breath of what I assume to be relief. Relief I'm not some mugger trying to steal her out of her parked car on her driveway. "Hey Clare," I reach in and unbuckle her seat belt pulling her legs out of the car. "Do you want me to carry you into the house? I can princess carry you or you could have a piggy-back ride?" At this she smiles and holds her hands out for me to pull her out. I laugh, "Princess carrying it is." And pull her into my arms, my right arm under her knees my left arm supporting her back, her arms wrap around my neck. She turns her head into my shoulder and lays it down. "You're going to have to kick the door shut, I don't want to risk dropping you on your butt." At this she laughs and kicks the car door shut.
I carry her up the steps and push open the front door. As I'm walking through Jon, Izzy and Simon all turn towards me and Clary, her head still resting against my shoulder. "I'm just gonna take her upstairs." I mumble avoiding eye contact with Jon as I walk through the green living room towards the stairs. As I'm walking us towards the stairs I hear Jon shouting about coming up to check on us in 10 minutes at this I stop and turn and to my surprise both Clary and I both shout out to him 'Shut up Jon!' I look to her and see her laughing I laugh as well. I can hear the rest of the laughing too as I push open Clary's door and walk in kicking off my shoes as I walk then placing Clary down on her bed and pulling her shoes off. I walk around the bed and climb in on the other side.
The orange sheets wrap around both me and Clary as I pull her towards me. She lays her head on my chest. Her hair fanning around her covering my chest in the red flames. I run my hands through her hair. After a few minutes she tangles her legs with mine and splays her hand flat against my chest.
"Jace." She says sounding concerned about something. My hand continues to run through her smooth red hair that I love so much. "Jace." She says again after a few seconds.
"Yeah, sorry I was distracted, what did you say? Or want to say?" I ask my hands twirling a bit of hair around and between my fingers.
"Jace, I… I don't know what's wrong with me. Can I just lay here with you, like this? And just be. No worrying about anything. Not caring about anything until my mom comes home? I just want to lay with her but she's not here so can I just lay with you for a while?" She asks. She seems to think that I wouldn't do it even if her mother was there. I tell her just that.
"Clary, you're my best friend. You're ill and upset. I will do whatever it takes to make you happy and well again. If that means laying here and being a human pillow, then that is what I shall become." At this she giggles. I can't help the smile that adorns my lips whenever she giggles, whether I cause it or not. "I hate seeing you ill Clary, when we were younger and we had the chicken pox, I wanted so badly to beat Jon up because he was the one who caught them first and we caught it off him. It hurt me to see you all hurt and itching. Even though I was in exactly the same position as you with the damn itchy spots. I did everything I could then and I will do everything I can now in order to keep you safe and from harm and knowing that you are ill and we don't know why or how to stop it, it's killing me. I hate not knowing how to make you better but if all you want is to sit here and cuddle then that is what we will do."
I feel her shoulders shaking underneath my hands, they are continuously playing with her hair. "Hey Clare, don't cry please don't cry." I say pulling her closer and slightly rocking her.
"Jace, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She says still crying. I have no idea what she's apologising for.
"Clary its ok there is no need to apologise for anything ok. You stay here in my arms and cry if that's what you want to do. I'll hold you whilst you cry. You're not alone Clary I will never leave you alone. I hope you know that. You are my best friend." I still have her tightly in my arms rocking her back and forth trying to stop her crying or just comforting her as best as I can.
"Jace you don't understand…" she mumbles into my chest then dissolves into a fit of more tears and hiccups.
"Shh, Clary don't worry about anything. Whatever you are apologising for I forgive you even though there is nothing to forgive." Her crying has settled down a bit. I think she may be drifting off to sleep. "Shh Clary, Its ok, its ok. Go to sleep. I'll be here when you wake up. I promise. I promise." I say stroking her hair. I keep whispering soothing words into her ear as she's falling asleep.
Before she's fully asleep she whispers 'I'm so sorry for ruining your life Jace' but before I can ask her what she means she is sleeping. Asleep peacefully in my arms. Exactly where I always want her to be. The only problem now is figuring out what she means by 'ruining my life'. What has she done that could possibly ruin my life.
So I've had a lot of reviews in the last week, and I really appreciate them. They have helped me with my want to write. I'm sorry if what I am writing isn't what some people were hoping for. I thought it might be obvious that this is they way my story is going. The incident, the night of the wedding, which caused perfection... I understand if people no longer want to read my story because of the way its heading but I'm not changing the direction I originally wanted my story to go and for this, I'm sorry.
Anyway! To the people who want to continue with my story, I'm so grateful for all your favourites, follows and reviews! It makes my day when I check my story and see that I've had more reviews/follows/favourites. Thank you all for sticking this out with me! I have a feeling the next chapter may be more of a filler for the chapter I want after it but I want to give you a little insight into Jon's mind.
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