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Chapter Eleven

~Clary~

"Clary, will you stay after with me?" Sebastian pleaded. It was just after lunch and we were headed to class.

"What for?" I asked.

"Well ... There's this art project and I'm completely hopeless-"

"Fine. But you have to drive me to Jace's house after."

"Why Wayland's house?" he demands suspiciously.

"We have a project together."

Sebastian sighed. "Alright."

I gave my brother a quick hug. "Thanks."

"Yeah, yeah," he grumbled.

LATER

"Jace!" I said, drawing his attention away from the window.

"Yeah?" He grinned. "Rethinking my sexiness?"

"You wish," I scoffed. "But I just wanted to let you know that I'd be coming to your house later."

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah. My brother just needs some help."

"Yes, he does," Jace muttered. I glared at him. "Sorry."

"Miss Fray, Mr. Wayland," the teacher snapped. "Class has now started. Share your pleasantries on your own time."

"Sorry," I apologized, shooting another glare at Jace.

"Sorry," he echoed and grinned at me.

The teacher sighed.

AFTER SCHOOL

"Sebastian, Clarissa," Mr. Morgenstern interrupted our talking.

"Yes, uh… Father?" Sebastian asked, moving slightly in front of me.

"I would like to talk to the both of you soon," he said.

"I can come back later tonight," Sebastian said. "But Clary has to go do homework."

"Clarissa?" Mr. Morgen- Father questioned.

"Yes. It's an English project," I explained.

"Ah… well…" Father pulled out a slip of paper and handed it to Sebastian. "Come to that address." My brother nodded. "Clarissa, I'll speak to you later." Without waiting for a reply, Father left.

"That was strange," I said. Sebastian shrugged and I looked at the piece of paper in his hand, memorizing the address instantly.

"Let's go," Sebastian ordered. "Do you remember the way to his house?" I gave my brother a look. "Right. Sorry, Ms. Photographic Memory. You always know."

"And don't you forget that."

LIGHTWOOD HOUSE

"Bye, Sebastian!" I called. My brother waved and then drove away, leaving me alone on the huge Lightwood Estate. With a sigh, I quickly headed to the mansion and knocked.

"Come in!" an older female voice called. Mrs. Lightwood. I hesitantly opened the giant doors and stepped inside. "In here, Clary," she said again. I went down the hallways until I came to the kitchen, where Mrs. Lightwood was cooking.

"Hello, Mrs. Lightwood," I said. "Where's Jace?"

"In his bedroom," she answered.

"Alright." I turned and left. It was rude of me to do that, but I was anxious to see Jace. Hallway after hallway rushed by.

What a huge house, I thought, but a map was slowly forming in my head. Okay, if that's the library, then this- I turned right and walked to the third door on the left.

"Jace?" I called, knocking on the door. No answer. "Jace?" Still no answer. Was he asleep?

I opened the door and peeked in. Jace was on his bed, lightly snoring. A burst of giggles threatened to emerge. Jace, snoring? Quietly, I entered the room and shut the door. I looked at Jace, then sat on the piano bench and drew a quick sketch. He just seemed so peaceful that I had to draw. Maybe an Edward move, which creeped me out, but I didn't care.

After that, Jace was still sleeping. Do I wake him? I wondered. No. It'd be better to let him sleep.

I turned around and lifted the cover off the piano. It had been so long since I'd played. Could I even play anymore?

Well, not as well as Jace.

Uncertainly, I played my fingers on the keys and began to play, the melody slowly returning to me.

~Jace~

The sound of a piano woke me up. Ugh. I didn't even remember falling asleep.

Wait. Piano? I bolted up and saw Clary at my piano. My first reaction was anger, but then I processed what she was playing.

Why was she playing my mother's lullaby?

I stood up and silently walked over to her. Clary's fingers faltered as she couldn't remember the last of the notes. Without thinking, I reached over and grabbed her hand. She jumped when our hands touched and then we played the last of the song.

The final note hung in the air.

"Jace?" Clary asked, turning around. "I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" Wordless, I shook my head. She was so beautiful, staring at me with her dazzling green eyes.

Don't do it, I warned myself. You don't want this. But it was too late.

I leaned down and kissed Clary.

~Sebastian~

Sebastian pulled into a parking lot, glancing at the piece of paper his… father… had given him. Was this the place? He looked around. It was a bit of a dump. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. Sure, he believed that Valentine Morgenstern was his father, but Sebastian didn't trust the man. There was just something not right.

Well, there was no harm in seeing what the man wanted, Sebastian reasoned, stepping out of his car. There was a flash of pain in the back of his skull and his world went black.