Clary's POV:
Last night we had traipsed around the streets for two hours and found nothing. Jace had told his friends that I was looking for someone and they didn't ask but commented on my appearance, my dancing skills and other things that seemed to piss Jace off. Now, at school the next day, me and Izzy were sitting in sociology whilst Luke explained something or other. He had left me alone after yesterday. Also, even though I was the silent new girl, I had gained a lot of respect from my peers. The bell rang and I packed up before heading to gym with Izzy. Jace met us in the corridors, trailed by a group of brain dead bimbos who I won't name. Cough, Jon and Kaelie, Cough! Mentally of course. In gym we had moved onto defensive techniques. We had a new coach, Charlotte was ill, called Mr Aldertree. He showed us some moves and then we had to pair up.
"Clary?" I looked up to see Jace. "Do you want to be partners? I figured that you're probably ahead of everyone else like me" he grinned and I nodded. We got into our positions, Jace's offensive, mine defensive.
"Off you go," Mr Aldertree clapped his hand on my shoulder and I flinched. Especially when it trailed along my back. Without releasing it I flipped him over, landing him on his back. I glared at him as I raised my fist, ready to punch him when I was lifted off him. I was literally hanging in some ones arms. I fought the urge to scream as I breathed deeply.
"Calm down Clary, calm down." It was Jace.
Jace's POV:
Clary was in a defensive position whilst I was in an offensive. Mr Aldertree clapped his hand on Clary's shoulder
"Off you go," he squeaked in his high pitched voice. Anger consumed me as I saw him trail his hand down her back. I was about to say something when Clary grounded him, about to punch him. I lifted her up before she could do any real damage.
"Very good! See class, this is how you should act if ever assaulted," he praised Clary but I saw the sweat on his brow. God the thought of him with his hands all over Clary made me sick to the stomach. In my arms, clary shuddered.
"Calm down Clary, calm down," I soothed her, "Memories huh?" She nodded and after a moment I set her on her feet.
Mr Aldertree left us alone for the rest of the lesson. When we had finished changing at the end me and Clary walked to English lit. We sat at the back of the room as the teacher started to talk. I looked over at Clary to see she was looking out the window, her nose scrunched up adorably in thought.
"Whats up?" I wrote on a note and handed it to her.
"The sky," she wrote back and I gave her a withering look, raising an eyebrow. "Just thinking about Sebastard," she wrote and I hid a laugh with a cough.
"Haha, what about him?"
"He trained me to fight, fire a gun etc" she wrote back to me.
"And?"
"My whole life has revolved around my parents death and then working for him so he would tell me who it was. I've never done anything just for me because I'd feel guilty" Clary's handwriting got slightly shaky towards the end.
"We'll have to change that then, how about this weekend we do something?"
"Like a date?"
"Why not?" I wrote back after a second, surprised at my sweaty palms. Clary chewed on her pen for a second then she wrote an answer.
"Ok, thank you."
Those three words made my heart twist. The ten letters making my breathing hitch slightly as I looked at the broken beauty besides me from under my eyelashes.
The bell rang then and we headed to our next classes. When I got to Science I sat next to Jon and Jordan.
"Jace, is that Clary girl dating any one?" Jon asked. Jordan and I shared a look. Jon was more of player than me. He had gotten girls pregnant and been arrested a few times.
"Ugh," I stuttered. I could say about the 'date' me and Clary had this weekend but the Jon would pressure us to break up so he could go out with her even though we weren't together. "I don't know. She's always texting someone and smirks when they reply," I lied quickly. "She could be with them?" It came out like a question and Jordan rolled his eyes at me. It's the best I could do under the circumstances, I thought defensively.
"Huh?" Jon nodded, smirking at the desk. Uh-oh! "I think I'll ask her out,"
The rest of the day passed with me hiding Clary from Jon out of jealousy. I knew Clary would never go out with him but the thought still made me feel sick. When we got home Izzy rushed out to Simon's, saying he just got back from Holiday. Then it was just me and Clary. After a minute of sitting in silence I went to her room and knocked on the door. There was a thump and Clary swore. Then there was silence for a second before the door cracked open. When she saw it was me relief crossed her face and she opened the door wider, gesturing for me to come in. Once I was in she shut the door and wedged a chair under it.
"What are you doing?" I asked as she rushed around, searching through draws and on shelves.
"Are you alone?" She asked and I nodded, confused.
"Yeah why?"
"I need to get rid of my guns." She dropped a stash on the floor and I gasped. There were about five in total.
We wrapped them up in an old sheet and snuck out the house once it was dark. Clary took my keys and got in my car. She pulled away from the house and drove.
"They had tracking chips in them," She explained. The rest of the journey was in silence. Ironic how that kept coming up really. At eleven we got to a river in the middle of nowhere. Clary jumped out the car, grabbed the bundle and chucked it in the river. We watched as the bundle floated away in the current. Clary then pulled off the gloves I didn't know she had been wearing and set fire to them. They burnt quickly. I watched the flames engulf them as Clary started to shake. She dropped the gloves and they burnt out. I toed the ashes into the river and turned to find Clary was crying.
I put my arms around her and pulled her to my chest. Her sobs shook through her body, her tears soaking my shirt. Not that I minded. We stood like that for a few minutes until her sobs quieted down and then stopped altogether. Her body still shook though. I rubbed my hand up and down her back, stroking her hair and calming her down. Clary had lived in fire for her whole life and I realised then that I wanted to help end that fear.
I was distracted by Clary pulling away. Her eyes were puffy and her nose red but she still looked beautiful to me. What, wait, what? Oh god Jace. What are you doing? Clary was broken and would push me away later. I knew that it would happen. She was selfless and wouldn't want anyone to get hurt. I knew she hated herself for what had happened to me with Sebastard when it wasn't her fault. I was the one with the big mouth. Clary was broken by him and I hated him for it. Clary's brokenness didn't make me care for her any less though. Something dawned on me then. I think I was falling in love with Clary. Shit!
Au: I thought I would give you two chapters to make up for the wait. Also I liked writing this and couldn't wait. The last two chapters have been slightly different and I know that. With Clary's dancing and going to Jace for comfort I wanted to show Clary's walls coming down a bit. There will be Clace eventually but I think Jace will push her away, not wanting to hurt her more. SPOILERS! Haha
- Ellie x