We got to the diner faster than I thought. We walked there, all the while talking about everything. My old house, my old neighborhood, my old high school, everything.

"So why did your parents want to come back?" She asked when we sat at the diner by a window. She looked at me curiously from across the table. She had her hands clasped in front of her. I saw her wearing what looked like a promise ring on one of her fingers and thoughts formed in my head. Why am I even going for this girl? Obviously, she's serious about Jace. Do I even stand a chance? I shook my head a bit and pushed those thoughts aside.

"Well, they didn't want to be around when Valentine got into full power. Apparently, he was like a Hitler." I smirked and made a face.

She laughed. "I never thought of it that way. But yes, my father was just like Hitler." She looked out the window. I turned to what she was looking at when it hit me.

"Wait! Valentine was your father?" I asked in disbelief.

She looked back at me and giggled. "Didn't anybody tell you?"

"Um, no. I don't think they mentioned that and if they did, I would have remembered something like that."

She laughed. "Yeah, I suppose so."

I made another face. "Your mom was into that? I mean, it was a bit of a shock when you told me that she was married to a wolf but a psycho? That's just crazy!"

"Yeah, it was a big shock to me too. You're not the only one that had to get used to being a Shadowhunter. My mom kept it from me for years." She sighed. "I hope it doesn't scare you that my dad was a bit crazy." She joked and winked at me.

I laughed. "Don't worry, you won't get rid of me that easily." I winked back at her. She blushed and looked down. I was about to say something when the waitress came to take our orders. After she left. I glanced Clary. She was tapping away on her phone.

"Is it Jace?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

I took her a while to answer and when she did she didn't look up from her phone. "Yeah. He's freaking out that I wasn't at the Institute when he got back." She put her phone in her jean pocket. "Whatever. He's mad that I'm having breakfast with you."

"Why is he mad? We're just friends." I told her.

"That's what I told him but he's being really difficult right now." She huffed. The waitress came back with our food and we ate in silence. All the meanwhile, her phone buzzing like there's no tomorrow.

I looked up from my food and looked at her. "I think we should just go back. You're gonna be in a lot of trouble with Jace."

She looked up angrily. "It shouldn't matter to him who I'm with at the moment. He's never acted like this. He doesn't care when I'm with Simon, not even when he sleeps over at my house, in my room. I don't understand him. He's acting really stupid and I don't want to see him."

I looked back at my food and started eating again.

"Maybe we should go" she said.

I looked up at her. "Okay. Yeah, I think it's a good idea that you go back to the Institute."

"No, I'm not going back there. Let's go do something else." She got up and left a few bucks on the table. I got up as well and finished the bill. We walked outside in silence.

"Where do you wanna go? I left my truck at the Institute so we can't really go anywhere far." I said, while we stood on the sidewalk outside the diner.

"There's a nearby park. We can go there and just talk." She looked up at me and smiled.

"Okay, lead the way." I hinted with my hand. She wove her arm in between mine and started steering me. We walked like that the rest of the way, laughing over little jokes I made, little jokes she made (not so good, I may add.) and talked about her life. When we got back at the Institute, we were both scared.

"I'm scared." I said, bluntly.

She burst out laughing while walking inside. We took the elevators and when the doors opened, we stopped our laughter when we saw Jace standing there, pure anger on his face.

"Are you serious right now?" he yelled. "What are you doing with him?"

Clary walked right passed him, not even looking at him. He swung around and grabbed her wrist, yanking her back.

"Ouch!" she yelped.

I stood on defensive. He shouldn't be hurting her. He let go right away, like he was shocked. The look on his face look so hurt, I couldn't even look at him. I looked down and waited.

"I'm so sorry, Clary." He said, with clear hurt in his voice.

"How dare you touch me like that!" she yelled. "You have no right to be mad at me. I did nothing wrong. I was just at breakfast with a friend because somebody couldn't make it."

"I know you did nothing wrong but you can't trust certain people!" he yelled back. "He's into you, Clary. I trust you, but I don't trust him."

I looked up at them both and they were very far apart but they were towering over each other.

"Omg so you're that type of boyfriend? Accuse people I hang out with that they're into me? Then maybe you should reevaluate our relationship and get back to me when you realize what a dumbass you are." She yelled and stomped down the hall. She stopped and turned around. "I'll be right back, Jason." And she left.

I just stared after her, with my mouth wide open. I looked at Jace and he was standing in the same place, not moving at all. He turned his head a bit. "Look what you have caused." He sniffed and walked down the hall slowly. I heard a door slam.

I didn't know what to do. I mean, I've gotten in between a couples life before but I haven't witnessed what actually happens. I decided that I should just stand there quietly. After a few minutes, I heard footsteps coming from the hallway. It was Clary. Her eyes were red and puffy and she had a runny nose. She wiped it with her sleeve and grabbed my hand.

"Let's go. Can you take me home?" she asked in a quiet voice.

"Uh, yeah, of course." We drove in silence. When we got there, she looked up at me and cracked a smile.

"I'm sorry you had to go thru all that. I don't know what he was getting at." She laughed without any humor. She turned to the door and opened it. "Thanks for the ride." Before she got off, she grabbed a piece of paper out of her bag and scribbled something on it. She gave it to me before she got off the truck. She slammed the door and waved from the window. I waved back. I watched her walk up her driveway to the door. When she stepped inside, I unfolded the piece of paper she gave me. I smiled. It was her number with a tiny little not. It was an amazing day. Just what I needed.

Sorry it took me a while to update. A little bit about me, i'm 19 and i have 2 beautiful kids and a boyfriend to take care of soooo i rarely get time for myself but when i do i'll be updating as soon as possible.

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