Well hey there! Long time no talk.

Let me just tell you the only reason I have for my absence: Algebra. Anyone whose has had it shall understand... and if you don't understand, you will soon. Trust me. :)

Okay so new chapter annnndddd... drum roll please...

I have an (coughunofficialcough) beta now! I would like to introduce to you...

A Fishy In The Sea!

She is an amazing author and she is so nice. Go check her out now! She is under my fav authors and you can look her up as well:)

Also in other news... I recently saw a movie... My new favorite movie ever. Rocky Horror Picture Show. Omilord. The BEST movie ever. (and also Les Mis)

BUT ENOUGH RAMBLING NOW!

ON WITH IT!

( I don't own the MI series. )

Chapter Songs:

Ruckus - The Young International (Jace)

Why - Secondhand Serenade (Clary)

Enjoy :)


Jace POV

Two days

48 hours.

Two sun-ups and sun-downs.

2,880 minutes.

Without her. I have no idea how, but I was able to survive. But, truth be told, I wasn't completely sure how long this façade was going to last. Everyone coming up to my room, asking stupid and pointless questions.
It was maddening. Couldn't they see that nothing else matters except for her?

"Do you want any food?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Do want to talk about it?"

"No, that's okay."

But my favorite, "Are you okay?"

No. I wanted to say. I want to scream and shout. Different emotions, building, multiplying, growing, spreading like wildfire.

Frustration.

Anger.

Worry.

Anger.

Sadness.

Why, why why? Why did this happen?! And why couldn't I have been there to save her?!
I wasn't there for her when I should have been. It should have been me. I should have protected her. I should have ran faster. Tried harder.
What if she hadn't been home? What if I had gotten there faster? What if, what if, what if... So many what if's. So many different outcomes. But the most horrible, scary, and treacherous thing was chosen by God on his magic Wheel of Fortune. Even though, in our case, it was very bad fortune.

But I can't let these feelings out. I'm strong. On the outside. Only Clary knows my true inside.
So, when anyone asks, "Are you alright?" I just look at them and nod.

"Yes. I'm fine."

.o.0.o.

Time flew by, and soon enough it had been a week since she was taken. Isabelle had gone shopping to mask the pain. Simon just tagged along with her. Alec stayed cooped up with Magnus at his apartment.
They were lucky. They had each other and they had always had something to fill up the time while she gone.

But Clary was my life.

So for that whole week I sat in my room, listening to music, rereading books, doing anything to keep my mind off the intruding subject. Sometimes I would let my mind wander. What would I be doing if Clary was still here? Would I even be in my room right now? We would probably be out, prowling the streets of New York City; or in the training room, me laughing at her while she tried to practice jumps and flips.
I was still pondering the though when Isabelle and Simon came bursting through the door.

"The tracking rune, the one Clary created. Did she teach it to you?"

Clary POV
Betrayal is worse than any pain. Emotional or physical. It's as if as soon as it happens, all your trust and love for anyone and everyone is gone. One person is one too many. Hard, cruel, emotional, concrete pain. It feels as if someone just left you to die.

Leaving.

Forgetting.

No regret from her. No remorse. No sorrow. Only a passive face.

I had been here for two days and my mind kept drifting back to Jace. His golden eyes, golden hair, and chipped tooth. And that smile that only I saw. The immediate warmth from his touch on my face. I could still feel it. The taste of his lips. The scent of his breath. As if it was imprinted in my brain.
I needed someone. I needed a savior. I needed Jace. But, he wasn't here.

I looked around, as I had done many times before, looking for anyway of escape that I might have missed the last time I looked. Yet to no avail, there was no change in the scenery.

Footsteps in the hallway. I, now standing - well, sitting - stoically still, looked at the door. It opened the same way it did before, with force. The doorframe crashed into the wall, making the dent that was already there bigger. Maia stepped into the room in the same clothes as yesterday.
It seemed as if this was the daily routine. She would come in. Same clothes and same hard, passive eyes that showed no emotion.

"She's in the same position as she was yesterday, mam." She called out into the hallway.

My eyebrows scrunched in confusion. Who was out in the hallway? I heard another pair of footsteps coming toward the door. I braced myself against the wall, getting ready for the worst. I burrowed my head in the crook of my elbow not wanting to see who else had betrayed me. It wouldn't be surprising to me if Jordan walked into the door and stood next to Mia.

I heard feet shuffling then a deep intake of breath. I buried my head deeper into my elbow.

"Oh, Mia my dear. You have done well. Look at her. She looks helpless. This deserves a feast. I just wish I would've been here when she had woken up."

The voice sounded somewhat familiar and annoying. I looked up slowly and saw the same fairy I thought it was. Kaelie.

"Kaelie?" I asked most likely sounding stupid. They both looked at me and laughed.

"Yes, you stupid Shadowhunter. Who else would I be?" Her nasal voice made me flinch. Her smile was so big that you could have fit the moon in it. She kept on laughing at her joke that wasn't even funny.

"Why, Maia? Why are you with her?" I cried out. When they didn't answer me, I lost it.

"Why, God damn it! Why! You were one of my best friends! How could you?" My voice bouncd off the small walls, making me sound even more desperate. Even more afraid.

Kaelie leaned down to my level and whispered in my ear.
"Oh, you don't know the half of it."


I don't know why this took two months to upload... I am ashamed.

Reviews are appriciated. Once again thank you to my beta! A Fishy In The Sea! Go check her out! Do it!

Thank you for your patience, Ireland