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Clary's POV

After Jace and I ate the breakfast he made me we decided to watch some Disney movies. I was oddly aware of every spot Jace and I touched. Our hips, my shoulder half way up his bicep, even our legs were just brushing against each other. Though too soon it was time for lunch. I was Just about to make egg salad when I got an idea.

"Hey Jace, if you up for it we can go out for lunch. I know you haven't had an attack recently and there is a small diner close by?" Jace's eyes widened momentarily but then he had his cocky smirk plastered on his face.

"well well well Clary you finally tired of me in this house, its only been a week with me. What will you ever do for 6 more months." Jace stood up and and stretched his arms up.

I could see just about two inches of his stomach, even there I could see the whiteness of a scar contrasting against his purely gold skin.

When he noticed me staring blushed heavily and he quickly pulled his shirt down, stretching it out a little extra to be sure.

Quietly I muttered a "sorry" and with my head down I hurried to my room to change.

Jace's POV

We were casually watching TV but I couldn't pay attention for even half of it. No matter how hard I tried to ignore it, my mind was filled with her. How I could feel the soft coolness of her bare skin against my arms, how out legs barely brushed against each other, tempting me. I even could feel the slight brushes of her hair against my neck when ever she moved.

All to soon she got up, leaving every part of me that she was touching cold an odd. When she asked me if I wanted to go out for lunch I was very scared, I hadn't told her about how I stay up for hours at night, screaming into my pillow, living through my nightmare and watching my brother and best friend die.

I haven't told her that It took me 10 minutes just to build up the courage to walk out of my apartment to take her to breakfast. I havent even told her that I sleep on the couch just cause its closer to her room.

I replied just the way I act, cool and cocky. But inside im screaming at myself. I get off of the couch and stretch, after a second I realized that my shirt had ridden up and Clary was staring. I realized that the tip of my scar was showing.

Clary couldn't see that, she would look at me in horror. I hated that scar, I hated myself. and if Clary saw that scar then she would hate me too.

I pulled down my shirt so hard that i stretched it out and heard a stitch rip. When I looked back at Clary her face matched her hair and she was looking down. I heard her mutter a sorry and hurry out of the apartment.

I wanted to go after her, say sorry tell her that she shouldn't be sorry. I couldn't because she will never look at me the same. She will never look at me how i look at her.

I storm over to my room and start punching the dresser in my bedroom till i split a knuckle and curse.

I lock my bedroom door not caring if Clary and I had made plans I fell into my bed and let my memories take over.

Clary's POV

As I changed into presentable clothes I heard some banging and crashing. Then I heard one curse and silence.

just moments after the silence I was banging on Jaces door, he was yelling but not at me. He was obviously in a panic attack, he had been doing so well but now. Now he sounded horrid yelling names and curses and all these thing i would never understand.

I ran back to my room and took my emergency spare keys and fumbled as I opened his door. What I saw about made me cry...

im sorry guys, this is a very filler Chapter but this will lead up to one of the most emotional and sweet chapters that is next. Also please dont kill me but sexual tension wont be released for a while