Previously...

Please don't tell me you don't know, because I really don't want to be on the Maury Show, sitting next to him while he's screaming 'You Are The Father'" She said imitating his voice. How could she be cracking jokes at a time like this? This is serous!

"No Izzy. I know who the father is."

"Who is it!" she asked eagerly.

"Please, Izzy. Don't get mad. It was an accident I-I-"

"Shhh, Clary. I won't get mad, just tell me." she pleaded. I took a deep breath. I can say it. Two words. Not that hard.

"It'sJace." I watched her eyes go wide. They were showing so many emotions. Shock. Confusion. Anger. Disbelief...Hate. Great. Now my best friend hates me. But who wouldn't. How would I react if Izzy said she got knocked up by Jonathon? Not good.

"WHAT!"

She still stared at me in disbelief. Tears were running down my cheeks. After what seemed like forever she finally opened her mouth.

"You. Slept. With. My. Brother!" She asked. This was a lot harder than I thought. The more words that came out of her mouth, the more I felt guilty. I started fidgeting with my hands. I looked down at my lap.

"Yes." I whispered. My voice barely audible. I lifted my head to face hers. It was hard not to turn my face away from hers. By the look on her face it was clear that she was hurt. "But believe me when I say it was an accident. And that I don't even remember what happened, all I remember was going to Pandemonium for out 'Just Graduated' party, getting wasted, and then waking up in the morning- hungover- with a golden boy next to me. Please Izzy, please...forgive me? Please don't hate me." I pleaded.

IPOV

It's not every day you come home to your best friend to find out that they're pregnant with your brothers baby. It only happens on movies. After Clary told me I was shocked. I couldn't even think of the idea of Clary's screwing my brother behind my back. She was too much of an angel. So, I know she didn't do it on purpose. But I still felt hurt. How come she never told me? Even if it was that bad. We're best friends. Aren't best friends supposed to tell each other everything? No matter what we always had each other's back? No matter how clichéand cheesy it sounded? And somewhere deep inside me I feel hatred. Hatred towards my brother. Hatred because he knocked her up. Hatred because no matter how many times I told him not to screw with Clary, he still did. And I hate him for it; I hate him for making her do something she couldn't tell me about, but only did tell me because she had to. I hate him for making her not be able to trust me. I hate HIM!

I took a deep breath. "I don't hate you, Clary. I'm just shocked, that's all. All I want to do is knock down Jace's door and beat the crap out of him." I said. "You know your gonna have to tell him, right?"

"I know." Was all she said.

"What are you gonna do?" I asked her. "Jace is not a 'father' type of guy. He's more like the "do em' and leave em'" type." I said.

"I know that. If he wants it, then I'll keep it. If he doesn't, then I'll-"She started but I interrupted.

"You're not gonna kill it are you?"I asked horrified.

"No Izzy, I was saying that if he doesn't want it then I'll give it up for adoption. I can't do it by myself. I need help. Some part of me wants to keep this baby, but I just can't do it alone." She said. Tears still making its way down her face. I moved closer to her and engulfed her into a big hug. Whispering caring words to her.

"I'll help you. I can be like its second mother." I said trying to make her feel better. Some part of new that I wasn't just trying to make her feel better. Some part of me always wanted to be a mother. I know that I don't show it a lot, but I never found the right guy. The guy who like me for me. Not because of the shitlode of money I have in my bank account. But because of who I am. I saw the tip of her curl into a small smile.

"I would love that Izzy, but that's not exactly what I meant. I need someone to be a father the baby. Not just a guy to pick him up on the weekends but someone more than that. Like when I break down from stress I want someone to hold me. Tell me everything's alright. Someone to hold my hair when I throw up from morning sickness. Someone to be there for me not just because I'm having their child. I want someone to love me for me." She said. Clary and I are alike in some ways.

I tried picturing Jace holding and changing it'd diaper. I just can't see it. Sometimes when you see people you just know that they might make a good father. Even if the pregnancy wasn't planned, you know a father when you see a father. Jace just isn't that type of guy. He's the heartbreaker. He broke girls' hearts everyday. And if he wants to keep this baby, then he'll break its heart too.

CPOV

Izzy suggested that I should see Jace today. Just to get it over with. We were one stop away from Jace's apartment. I'm already shaking and my hands are sweaty and I can't stop fidgeting with my Jacket zipper.

"Will you just chill already? Why are you so worried? What you should be worried about is what I'm gonna do to him after you tell him." Izzy said while cracking her knuckles. She looks likes she's ready to kill. This sonot gonna go as I doors and we exited the subway station. Once we were outside we walked to Jace's apartment building. When we reached the front door, we buzzed his apartment. Too late to turn back now.

"Hello?" A voice from the speaker said. Jace. My heart skipped a beat, but I don't know why.

"It's me, Izzy" she said.

"Izzy? What are you doing here? Did something happen?" He asked worried. Most of the time, Jace can be a Douche. But sometimes he can be nice. If something happened to Izzy, He and Alec would go out and kill whoever hurt her. That's the Jace I fell for. The nice, sweet, and charming Jace. But that Jace is dead and gone. And he's never coming back.

"I'm fine. Just open the god damn door!" she yelled.

"Alright. Alright. Jeez. Come in"He said.

He buzzed us in and we opened the door. We walked to the elevator and Izzy slammed her thumb in the number 5.

"Chill Izzy. You're over reacting." I said. She turned to face me. She was very angry.

"Over reacting? How about you go home to find out your best friend lied to you, your brother slept with her, andis having your brother's baby! I want to see how calm you are about it!" That shut me up. "Yea, I thought so."

The elevator doors opened and walked to Jace apartment door. The number 52 at the top. Izzy yelled, rang, and banged the door before it opened to a very angry person with Jet black hair and Icy blue eyes. Alec."Izzy? What the hell is wrong with you! Can't you knock like a normal person! I swear on the angel-" He started, but Izzy pushed passed him and walked into the living room. Alec and I followed. She turned around.

"Where's Jace?" She asked. As if on Que, Jace walked out from his bedroom door. He flipped his hair out of his eyes.

"There better be a good reason why you came here so late and start banging on my door like a crazy person." He said annoyed.

"Actually, there is a good reason I'm here. What-" She started but stopped when she saw a girl exited from Jace's bedroom door with wrinkled clothes, shoes in her hands, and messed up hair. She walked to the front door, winked at Jace, and then left. We turned to Jace and gave him a disgusting look.

"How many girls have you sleep with!" she asked horrified.

"Do you really want me to answer that?"He asked amused.

"You know, karma's a bitch. One day it'll come around and bit you in the ass." She spat. Her cheeks flushed from anger.

"Oh, please. I've slept with hundreds of girls and I didn't get not one pregnant." he said.

Izzy opened her mouth to tell him wrong, but I interrupted her. If anyone should tell him, it should be me. "That's where you're wrong" I said.

"What're you guys talking about?" asked Alec frustrated and confused.

"Jace you may have slept with hundreds of girls without knocking them up, but you weren't careful with one of them." she said. Alec still looked confused. But Jace wasn't stupid. He turned to face me. His eyes wide with shock and confusion.

"Y-you're pregnant?" he asked. He sounded shocked. But he also sounded scared. For the first time in his life he was scared. But beneath that there was hope. Hope that maybe he was wrong. Hope that maybe he wasn't the father, or that this was a very bad nightmare. But it wasn't. That hoped was crushed the moment the next words came out my mouth.

"Y-yes

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been busy. So here's this chapter. Hope it doesn't suck.