Silence

by Broken-youth

Clary's parents were murdered when she was five. She blames herself and hasn't spoken for eleven years. She has been trailed around care homes until the Lightwoods offer to take her in. Jace teases her at first but with it grow to something else? Especially when he helps her out of the black hole that is her secret. Her biggest, life consuming secret

32. Chapter 32

Clary's POV:

Jace had been home for a week or two. He had started going back to school yesterday. I had had another visit from the man from the hospital. He worked for the CIA. Sebastian had escaped from prison and was in hiding. The CIA wanted me to become an agent and help to track him down because I knew what he could do, what he does a lot, his tactics and all of his fighting moves. I had said I would think about it but I needed to talk to my- what do I call them? My family? My guardians? I don't even know. I had to talk to Jace separately first though. I was about to do that. I was sitting on his bed. He had just come home from practise. I heard him dump his stuff and start to walk up the stairs. He pushed the door open and looked surprised to find me here.

"Clary?" He asked. I nodded.

"I need to talk to you," I said, clenching and unclenching my fists as a nervous habit. He shut the door and sat down besides me, taking my hands.

"What is it? What's wrong?" He asked. I took a deep breath before explaining it to him.

"Sebastian's escaped from prison. The CIA have offered me a job to go after him because I know his tactics and things. The thing is I would have to travel all the time, all over the country. The world even." I said and looked down. Jace lifted my chin up with his fingers. Guilt flooded through me. I couldn't go. I couldn't leave him. Could I?

"Do you want to go?" He asked. I looked down. "Look at me Clary," he said. I did and the guilt set in further.

"I knew it, it's stupid, I won't do it," I gabbled. Jace put his hand over my mouth.

"Do. You. Want. To. Go?" He asked. I bit my lip.

"Yes." It came out as a whisper but it was enough to see the understanding in Jace's eyes. "I feel like I should. He ruined my life and could ruin countless others. I'm the only one that knows what he knows. I could bring him in. I could stop it all," I explained. Jace nodded.

"I understand," he said. I looked into his eyes. There was a defeated look in them. This was going to kill me. "I have to go," I told him. Jace nodded again and gave me a chaste kiss on my lips.

(Time skip to one month later)

I was leaving today. All my bags were packed and ready. I stood in the doorway, waiting for someone to pick me up. I heard someone come up behind me. I turned to see Jace. My heart cracked.

"So this is it," he said, rocking on his heels.

"I guess so," I said reluctantly. "I'm sorry but I have to go!" I told him.

"I know," Jace said, understandingly. What hurt more was that he didn't try to fight for me. I was broken and maybe he had had enough of holding all the pieces together. "Clary, I-" he stopped and his walls came up. I bit my lip to stop the tears that were coming. "I- I... Don't forget us."

"Never," I said and hugged him. He hugged me back tightly. We held onto each other until there was a beep from outside. Everyone else had said goodbye earlier so I wouldn't be overwhelmed. I let go off Jace and picked up my bags. My heart shattered as I walked to the car out front. I put my bags in the boot and got in the passengers side.

"Hey kiddo," Patrick said. "Ready to start a new life?" He asked. I nodded.

"As ready as I'll ever be," I said. We pulled off and I waved to my golden boy, standing alone in the doorway as my heart broke into millions of pieces. This was it. This was my new life, saying goodbye to the ones I loved and staying a way to keep them safe.