Jace put his hand on Clary's shoulder. "You don't have to see this." He pulled her to the front of the truck away from Alec. Clary looked down at the right front tire, blood and hair intangled it. "Okay, don't look down." They sat on the hood.
"It's not your fault." Clary said. Jace looked confused, but knew Clary could see right through him. "You did hit him, but there wasn't enouph time to stop. No one blames you. Jace will be okay. Magnus is here, and Izzy's using healing runes on him." Jace shrugged.
"Put him in the truck." Izzy said. "We need to bring him to the institution." They got him in the truck, and realined his legs. Mugnus and Izzy were in the back with him, doing there best to heal him. It was morning by the time they got home. Magnus carried Alec to his room and asked to be alone. "He's going to be alright. He has to be alright." Izzy nervously asked.
"Izzy." Jace said firmly, standing up from the kitchen chair. "He'll be okay. Don't you trust me."
"Sometimes I'm not sure." He wispered, Jace dropped his hands from Izzy's wrists. Her pulse had been quick, and you could hear her heart beating rapidly.
"He'll be okay. Magnus is taking care of him." Clary said, mimicing Jace's firm tone of voice. Izzy's eyes flashed from Jace to Clary, to the Alec's door. She walked in without knocking, slamming it almost automaticly.
"Thanks." Jace mummbled barely loud enouph for Clary to hear. "Izzy usually believes anything if two of more friends say it." He's face got hot. "If I'd only been there last night. This wouldn't have happend. Max came into the kitchen still wearing his pajamas.
"Where's my brother and sister?" He asked, blinking up at Jace. Jace looked at Clary who shrugged.
"They're here. They just want some alone time right now. Alec hadn't been feeling very well, and felt a little hurt when he got back, so Izzy went into his room to help him." Jace began. Max had his hand already on the knob before anyone knew and the door swung open.
"Alec?" Max wispered staying at the door way. "Alec?" The color from the young boys face vanished. "What happend to him? Who did this?" He shouted so loud, he lost his voice at the end. He spun on his heels with his socked to look at Jace to had his hands on the crying boys shoulders.
"He was running across the street, when I aciedently hit him with a car." Jace said as gently as he could. Max screamed something nobody could understand then with all his might punch Jace in the stomach, and ran down the hallway screeming. Jace held his stomach and shut the door. Turning to Clary he said, "Go calm him down."
Clary nodded and went to Max's room, nobody was there. So she checked Alec's. A small figure of a human was schrunched up under the covers. "Max. It's okay." Clary began, but didn't know what to say. How could she say it would be okay when she wasn't sure, she wasn't as good as Jace at lying.
"No! It's not! Jace hurt Alec! That will never change! We can't trust Jace anymore. I will have my revenge." Max screamed and shot out of bed, going to the closet.
"Izzy understands that Jace didn't mean to do it. Don't you trust your sister?" Clary said. As Max pulled out a weapon from the closet burried under some clothes. He open his mouth to say something then stopped. And held the blade infront of his face, as if a mirror.
"This blade will taste the blood of Jonathan Wayland." He said, "Mark my words." He growled and was out the door before Clary could stop him. Clary ran after him. "And anyone who tries to stop me." He spun around in a flashed and pushed his armed arm forward. Clary stopped as a hot blade peirced her chest. She didn't move as it, twisted inside her body. She fell to her knees and watched the boy run down the hall as she blacked out.
Sorry this is a really short chapter, I'll right more next time.