This Chapter is from Jace's POV just because I thought maybe you guys would like to see what is going on in that beautiful blonde head. Yeah….I love Jace.

Chapter 7

I jogged into school and headed towards my locker where some group of girls continued to giggle and point their finger at me. I smirked, typical day.

Last year I would've gone over there and sweet talked them, but ever since that red head stepped into my life, I didn't feel the same about anything or anyone. Everything would be fine if she wasn't dying or didn't keep secrets from me, or everyone for that matter. "Trying to protect me" my ass. I know that I probably scared the living daylight out of her but, what would you do if the one you loved was dying? I know I'm being a drama queen (A/N I did that just for you, wonderful sister of mine.) and that I should apologize, but my big ego won't have any of it.
I strutted off to first period, trying to get that damn red head out of my head. I completely zoned out everything else and just took a minute to myself. After a few minutes my anger subsided. Relief and calm washed over me and for the first time this week I wasn't anxious or worried and I had to say, it felt nice.
As soon as I walked in I knew something was missing, or someone. My eyes went into search mode and roamed the room. Nothing. Stop freaking out Jace. The bell hasn't rung yet and she's just running late. I repeated those words over and over in my head so maybe it might come true. You're so whipped. I distracted myself by checking out some of the girls in the class. That's not cheating right? No, I'm not doing anything, just imagining.

Now I know why people call me an ass. Or for Clary "asshat." I calmed down once I thought of a few more explanations and good times with Clary. And for you dirty minded people, no I did not mean those good times.
As the day went by my anxiety grew and grew. Before I went to each period I went to Clary's locker to see if I saw her beautiful smiling face. Sadly, all I saw were the dull, blue lockers.
By lunch I was pretty jumpy. My eyes were on search mode looking for her. I carefully walked to my lunch table, while my eyes scoped every inch of the room and once again I fell short. I sat down and immediately saw Rat boy and Isabelle. "Hey, have you guys seen Clary?" Isabelle shook her head being oblivious to what was on my mind while Rat boy gave me a terrified look. He started playing with his fingers. "You mean you haven't seen her today?"

I shook my head. He knows. So Clary told him before me? I understand why but that didn't block the wave of hurt crashing into me, daring to drown me.

"Calm down boys. She's probably just sick." Isabelle responded bluntly. I snapped my head up and my eyes found Simon's gaze. I know we were both thinking the same thing. How ironic that sounded. My eyes hardened, and with a cold chuckle. "Yeah, probably."

The rest of lunch I could feel Simon's eyes burning my skull as I was busy staring off into space. Isabelle won't shut up (no surprise there) about her date on Friday. Oh my god, someone just tape her mouth shut already!

The bell suddenly blasted through the room signaling lunch was over. I stood up and started to the door when a hand reached out and roughly grabbed my arm. Whoever this was shoved me in a room, no wait a janitors closet, great. I pushed their hands off of me. "Look, I know I'm hot but I have a girlfriend. I don't do this thing anymore."

"I should hope not." said a male voice. Simon? A layer of shock appeared on my face, but it was dark so he couldn't see, unless he was a vampire, which I have thought could be true on more than one occasion. I peeled off my facial expression and my hands fumbled with the light switch. With a flick of a switch light searched its way through until it found every corner. I casted my usual smirk. "Rat boy, I already told you, I'm not into you that way. I'm with your best friend anyway; who I might add is a girl. I have to say though. This does not surprise me." My grin grew on my face as each word poured out of my mouth.

"JACE, shut the hell up!" My grin quickly evaporated into thin air and replaced with my everyday face. I don't let anyone else in besides Clary and I certainly won't let Rat boy in. "What's got your panties in a twist?"

"How dare you do that!" I make fun of him all the time; why is today any different? "Look buddy, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't get me that shit Wayland." Wow, swearing twice in one day must be a new record. "I know you know what's going on with her."

I tensed open as the words floated in the air. Anger bubbled inside me and erupted out. "Oh yeah? I really don't think you do. Do you know what it feels like to have the only person you love dying? And there is absolutely nothing you can do about it? Oh wait I forgot. You understand everyone and everything because you are just that perfect, besides being so obviously in love with Isabelle."

He seemed astounded by my sudden outburst, and a little confused too.

"How did y-"

"Do you think I'm blind? You are sooo in love with Isabelle it's sickening!" The anger that I was currently feeling reflected in Simon's eyes.

'You're one to talk! Clary's got you wrapped around her little finger!" There was no use denying it, because it was true. But of course I would never admit that.

"At least the person I like likes me back and isn't just messing me for fun!" The color drained from his face along with the anger. He hung his head down and looked at the floor. Guilt began to flow through my veins and instantly regretted saying it, especially since it was a complete and utter lie. "Simon I-"

"Save it, Jace. I didn't come here to fight. I just wanted to help you get your head out of your ass. You're welcome."

"What are you talking about?" I seethed, most of my anger returning.

"Can't you see what you're doing to her?" His voice was calm and desperate. He honestly sounded like he was trying to get me to trust him, not like I will though.

"I'm not doing anything! She was the one who lied to me! Not the other way around!"

"Jace, you need to open your eyes! She thinks you hate her." I took a big step back. I am mad at her, but I could never hate her, even if I wanted too, but I don't. "Why would she think that?"

Simon took a step towards me and slapped me on the arm, hard. "Whoa, Lewis when did you get so strong?" I smirked. My sarcasm was coating every word in a thick layer, so thick that you almost couldn't them.

"Because, she told me about the fight you too had. She told how you yelled at her after she confessed everything to you."

"I wouldn't really call it a fight." Yes, I yelled at her but that hardly counts as a fight. I glanced up and saw that his eyes hardened and were so cold I felt goose bumps crawl up my arms. His cold laugh matched his face and filled the deadly, silent closet.

I was honestly freaked out by the way he was acting. He was never this cruel or forth coming to me about anything, let alone something this important. But I still kept my poker face, which read 'I don't give a shit.'

"How can you be so blind? She loves you! And you keep bullying her! Yes, it was not her smartest move to keep everything from you, but she's dying. And here you're yelling at me for trying to help you see that! The girl you freaking love is dying and you are spending what time you have left ignoring her and making her feel worse!"

My poker face was whisked away and was replaced with plain shock. Although he continued anyways, there was still a hint of relief at my expression. "So, Jace quit saying shit about her and listen to her. You know when you slammed the door on her," I winced, not a big fan of my action then. "She fell to the ground crying. She is DYING for crying out loud! Do you want to speed the process of it? And now because of you and your big, fat ego she went to her doctor's appointment alone this morning. She didn't even want me there with her! She said she wanted to do this alone, she said she deserved it because of the way she acted towards you. You completely convinced her that she deserves all that's coming to her. She already has it hard enough and you made her think that she is doing this all alone. She was supposed to show up during the day, but thanks to you I don't know why she is still isn't here! If I were you I would go and find her, figure out what's going on. Because she sure as hell won't tell me!"

I was speechless. Simon, Simon just made me feel like a complete and utter jackass, only Clary can do that to me. I replayed this week in my head and rewatched our fight. Her face was heartbreaking and then we have me being the shitty boyfriend, yelling at her making her feel a thousand times worse. I mentally smacked myself.

I blinked and registered where I was, which was alone in a closet. Simon must have stormed out.

I sprinted out of the closet and ran out of the school.

I was almost to my car when another arm grabbed me and whipped me around. I was met with blue eyes covered in confusion, not surprising since this is Isabelle. I mentally smirked at my comment, until I realized where I was headed to. Her eyes searched mine, but me being the master of emotion, she found nothing, just as always. "Where are going Jace? One minute you were walking to your next class which Alec said you didn't even show up to. And next you are sprinting out to your car about to drive away and the school day isn't even over yet."

I kept trying to think of a believable excuse but my mind could only worry about Clary right now, so I said what was on my mind, seeing as I couldn't exactly think straight. "Clary."

I hopped in my car and drove away and sure enough when I spun my head around to see a stunned Isabelle standing there, watching me drive off.