So, I hope you like this next chapter. It is the last one for probably two weeks :) Will Jace believe Clary? If he doesn't, will she be able to regain his trust? What actually happened that night? Does Alec like Magnus? And will Alec and Sebastian get in touch with their inner detectives to help their friend?
Chapter Eleven: When You Lose Somebody
Clary stared at her black eye, a parting work from one of the students. Although Jace hadn't reinstated her white notice, the students had taken it upon themselves to teach her a lesson. He had completely ignored her when she had tried to explain and when she had followed him, Sebastian had told her that it was probably best she didn't make things worse. She wanted to yell and scream at him, ask him who the hell did he think he was to judge her, when he didn't know anything about her. However when not even she could remember what had happened, it was hard to fight her cause.
"Clary?" said a voice and she turned to see Cecilia, coming through the door nervously.
"Hey' said Clary,' you have finally come back to school".
Cecilia smiled and said
"Yes. I'm sorry I didn't get to the club but I felt that it was probably better to face everybody when there wasn't alcohol in their system".
"Oh" said Clary, something in the back of her mind niggling her. In the end she hadn't gone clubbing with Cecilia but she was sure she had seen her. Must be an affect of the drink spiking. She felt another overwhelming wave of rage, to beat up the guy to a pulp but right now she didn't have the FBI on her side. In fact, Jace seemed angry enough to have her blacklisted. Cecilia seemed to feel her discomfort but she thought it was about something else.
"Don't worry about me, are you okay?"
"Yeah' said Clary, 'the girl looks worse off than me".
She coughed, her stomach hurting as well. Cecilia patted her on the back and said
"I'm sure it is all a big misunderstanding. Jace will come round, I'm sure of it".
Clary shrugged but inwardly, his complete lack of faith in her hurt. He hadn't even given her a chance to explain and she had let him explain his actions countless times. Why couldn't he trust her? Trust had to be shown both ways, couldn't he at least give her a chance? She heard Cecilia say
"Why don't we go explain it to him? Together".
Clary nodded slowly and already Cecilia was pulling her to the door. She stumbled and whilst Cecilia's friendship meant a lot to her, she couldn't help wondering why she was so excited to get to explain herself to Jace. They arrived in the cafeteria, which was empty due to it being school time but the three Shadowhunters were still there. Cecilia pulled Clary up the stairs and Sebastian and Alec both looked at her. Jace didn't, in fact he looked away.
Sebastian turned back to his phone and said
"These photos are quite something. What's so interesting is the absolutely unsatisfied look on Clarissa. What was he thinking?"
Clary opened her mouth but nothing came out. Was Sebastian actually trying to make Jace dislike her more? She quickly opened up her options, was he involved in some way? Was it purely concern for his friend that motivated him or did he have an ulterior motive. Alec was rolling his eyes and Clary suddenly walked over and grabbed the phone of Sebastian.
"See' said Alec, 'I told you she would think you were a pervert".
"It's on an educational website' said Sebastian, without a glimmer of embarrassment, 'surely that means it is educational".
Clary walked over to Jace, who was staring at the table and said
"Jace, I didn't do anything with that guy. Trust me".
Jace looked up, his eyes resting on her black eye before he said
"So, what are these photos suppose to tell me? That you slept unconsciously side by side in a platonic fashion. Come on, Clarissa, credit me with some sense".
He was silent for so long that Clary opened her mouth to further plead her case, when he suddenly burst out
"What I don't understand, is why you would randomly go with a hotel with a guy? That just doesn't seem like you. Then, I see this evidence staring at me right in the face and I just don't have any idea whether I believe you or whether I know you anymore".
"Look' said Clary, struggling, 'I didn't realise we were going to a hotel...wait, no...I was half...I fell into his arms..."
She shut up at all threes of their looks. What the hell was she saying? She was digging herself deeper into the mud, into a hole that had never even existed before. She was normally so rational and calm and now she was acting like a 14 year old, madly in love. No, even her mind was going crazy. Suddenly Cecilia was there and she said
"Jace, please believe Clary. Well I mean, the photos are evidence that Clary and the guy were alone in the room together. But.."
"Oh be quiet" said Jace and Clary snapped at him
"Hey, don't take it out on Cecilia".
Oh great, she was able to form a perfectly logical sentence when she was defending someone else. She just wasn't able to defend herself. Jace stood up and said
"I've had enough. Please stop, Clary. I know now. The end".
He left and Clary was left watching his retreating back, almost on the verge of tears. Well that had worked brilliantly.
"I've got to find out who did this' said Clary, 'Cecilia doesn't want to help because she feels that I need to move on from him".
"Supportive" said Magnus and Clary raised an eyebrow.
"Look, in some respects what she said is correct. Maybe I should run after Jace, begging him to forgive me. Maybe it's his job to prove that if we are going to start a relationship, he can trust me. But at the same time, I was photographed in a room, half naked with an attractive male and seemingly have betrayed his trust. It is for my sake as much as his that I find out who did this. And then I can beat him to a pulp".
"Excellent' said Magnus, 'I am glad to see that the three days of moping around you did actually got you somewhere".
"I'm sorry' said Clary, 'but I was feeling pretty bad".
"What about me?' said Magnus, 'I have had to deal with Camille retelling Lightwood and Verlac stories about her love life".
"Oh' said Clary, sympathetically, 'I mean...wait what?"
Magnus pointed over to the corner, where Alec and Sebastian had set up with Camille and Clary yelled
"Hey, what are you two doing here?"
Alec said
"Sebastian has broken up with someone's wife. He is a bit down at the moment".
Clary looked at his laughing face and said
"Oh totally".
"Hey' said Sebastian, 'life is sad. It gets very sad when dirty photos are taken and spread around the school. We thought we'd come and cheer up the subject or at least get her to join in our pity party".
Clary felt oddly touched but she folded her arms, purely on principle.
"Hey' said Sebastian, 'we heard you were going to do some detective work".
Clary jumped and said
"How did you know that?"
Camille said
"Well".
"Ah' said Clary and Magnus came over to Clary, 'I've gotta say, he is very hot despite his flaws".
"Thank you" said Sebastian and Magnus said
"The other one".
"Hey, hey" said Sebastian at the red Alec, 'see, I knew someone had to find you more attractive than me".
When finally Alec's discomfort got too much, Clary said
"So what do you want?"
"Let us join you" said Sebastian, turning back to her.
Magnus said
"Are you sure about these weirdoes? They think you are a gold-digger".
"They're better than nothing' said Clary, 'and at the present, evidence shows that I am".
Sebastian said
"Great, let's get started immediately. I've always fancied myself as a detective. So has Alec".
Alec finally stopped blushing and said
"When have I?"
Sebastian ignored him and said
"You can work here. Snoop around, see if anyone who comes in shows an unnatural amount of interest in Clary. No offence".
"None taken" said Clary and everybody watched as Alec argued with Sebastian and Camille about why he shouldn't work there.
"It's too late' said Sebastian, 'I've already arranged for a buy something, get a kiss from the random hot stranger deal".
"Help me" said Cecilia.
"No" said Jace in a monotone.
"Don't you want to find out the truth about those photos?"
Jace was silent and Cecilia pressed him.
"Don't you want to see if something actually went on between the two of them?"
Jace still didn't say anything and she said
"I'll be waiting outside school tomorrow. It will be worth it".
"I'm not coming" said Jace loudly, 'who the hell are you? Don't BARGE in here like you know me. Get lost".
Cecilia turned, whimpering and fled and Jace felt a pang of guilt. He shoved it down angrily. He didn't want to hear excuses, he didn't want lies. He had experienced enough of those as he was growing up, his mother, his servants, his fake friends. And now, one of the only people he thought was real...had betrayed him completely. Was he actually suppose to care? He wanted to punch the guy up so badly it hurt him, for even touching Clary, her soft white skin, her long red hair. Was he suppose to feel this much pain?
Suddenly the lounge room door opened and to his everlasting surprise, his mother walked in, a grim and cold expression on her face. He burst out
"Weren't you going back to New York?"
Imogen signalled for Malachi to come forward and he did so with a laptop computer. He placed it in front of Jace and turned it around. The pictures of Clary with the guy were on the page and Jace stared at them before he said
"It was YOU? YOU ordered someone to take these photos"
His mother raised an eyebrow and said
"YOU is a word in my vocabulary".
"Who cares?' said Jace, 'don't sneak around spying on me".
"Don't forget you are the heir to the Wayland Group. You have no business going around with some wanton SLUT".
She grabbed hold of the computer and let it drop onto the ground, the screen shattering from the impact. The silence was deafening and Jace stared at the shattered glass on the floor.
"I have no time for love or passion' she said coldly, 'if this girl wants to a whore, so bet it. Just don't get involved with her, Jace. And no, I don't stoop as low as to take photos of her in bed".
"Director' said Malachi, 'your flight is ready".
Imogen maintained eye contact with Jace until she turned around and went out the door as quickly as she had come. Jace stood still his fingers clenched, before suddenly he punched the wall hard, screaming. God, why did everything in his life turn to crap?
Sebastian held out a photo and the shop keeper looked down at it for a while before saying
"Yes, that is from our range".
Clary raised an eyebrow and said
"Wow, you actually do make a good detective".
Sebastian grinned at her. He had enlarged the image on the computer and zoned in on what was there of the guy. On his right hand had been an expensive ring and upon further investigation, it was deemed to be a D and G ring. Obviously the person they were dealing with wasn't a petty criminal.
The store keeper looked up and his expression ran over Clary, who frowned. This part, she wasn't looking forward to, the scrutiny of her partially naked body by sex crazed older men. It had taken some convincing on Sebastian's part to let him use it but finally she had agreed.
"So' said Sebastian, 'could you get us details on how many people in this store and other D and G stores would have bought this ring and their personal details?"
Immediately the man shut down and said
"We can't give out our customer's information"
Sebastian sighed and said
"Maybe I should open up a new men's boutique next door".
The man had the information a couple of minutes later and Sebastian ran his eye down the list. He said
"Hang on a second".
He pulled out his phone and rang Alec, who picked up within seconds.
"You are so dead' he hissed, 'I have been molested, harassed, suggestively looked at and flimsily picked up simultaneously by middle aged women. This may be your thing but it definitely IS NOT MINE".
Sebastian listened patiently to Alec's rant before saying
"Hey, I have six possibilities. Have you ever heard any of these names before?"
He ran through them and Alec said
"You want me to use my connections in the underground world, huh? You have exactly ten minutes to get back here after I tell you".
"Scouts honour" said Sebastian.
After another five minutes of debating Sebastian's potential and likelihood of being a scout, Alec finally said
"One of them is a male prostitute".
"Score' said Sebastian, 'where does he work?"
Upon hearing the answer he laughed before hanging up. He turned back to Clary and the eavesdropping salesperson and said
"Found it. He's a male prostitute working in Harlem".
"How did you know?" said Clary, as they walked back and she had recovered from the idea of being photographed by a gigolo.
"Easy' said Sebastian, 'I used my detective skills. Out of the numerous people who had bought the ring, the majority were female. I eliminated several of the males who weren't ethnically white based on their last names and was left with six. I got Alec to check up on it and apparently this guy has bought a ring. Now it might not be him but it is a pretty good place to start".
Clary nodded enthusiastically and they walked in silence before Clary said
"Why are you helping me?"
Sebastian shrugged and said
"I've always wanted to be a detective".
"Come on' said Clary, 'I mean Jace is your best friend and I am just a poor person, who apparently is also a slut. What's in it for you?"
Sebastian sighed and said
"Look Clary. Jace is my best friend as you said. I know most of what makes him tick. I know what hurts him, what annoys him, what makes him crazy. I know most of his inner secrets and I know what he loves. And within the past two months, I have seen changes in him that I haven't seen in a lifetime. You are one of the best things that has happened to him. And I don't want to see him throw it away. Aside from this, I have discredited the idea that you are a gold-digger, from a) the fact you are the worst actor in the entire world, b)I have just discovered contrary evidence and c) you have a great bunch of friends and family who love you and care about you and I doubt they would do this if you were a gold-digger or rather they would treat you differently".
Clary having taken this in, said
"Are you sure you aren't just in love with me?"
"Boy' said Sebastian, 'then there really would be fist cuffs at dawn".
Clary laughed and as she did, her eyes caught onto something. Two people, walking, one a little ahead of the other. Jace and Cecilia. Jace didn't see her initially but when he did, he stopped. Sebastian saw them too and said
"Oh, hey man. Are you looking for the culprit as well?"
"No way 'said Jace, looking away, 'I'm out with Cecilia"
He started walking past them again and Cecilia followed and for the first time, Clary's heart started pounding heavily, flipping around inside her chest. Why? Why? Was she feeling jealousy? Seeing her face, Sebastian said
"Hey, being an complete jack ass is just his defence mechanism. In fact, when we prove that you are innocent, it's Cecilia who you should be more worried about. She'll end up with a broken heart".
Clary bit her lip, still not convinced and she found herself, watching the two of them leave.
Jace stood back as Cecilia got the room key off the hotel manager. She came back to him, all smiles and said
"Here we are. Let's go up and snoop around".
Jace didn't know what this girl's problem was but she was starting to irritate him. She had dragged him round to both the club, where Clary had been and the hotel, where she had stayed, how she had found out was inconsequential. All he cared about was that each time, witnesses stated that they had been in each others arms and it was pretty clear what they were going to do.
He found himself led up to the room and watched as Cecilia walked towards the beds. She turned towards him and said
"Clary was in this room, on this bed, with this guy. They spent a whole night together, huh?"
Jace's fist clenched and he imagined, the guy caressing her, whispering to her, making her laugh and he wanted to kill somebody. Suddenly Cecilia's hand was on his arm and she said
"Are you alright?"
There was a long silence and then Jace sat down on the bed. Cecilia sat down next to him and said
"Do you feel angry? Disgusted? She completely betrayed your confidence. She threw herself onto this guy, there is no other explanation".
Jace didn't say anything, just staring at the bed beneath him, his hurt and rage just overwhelming him. Then suddenly Cecilia said
"I am here for you. I won't leave you".
She leant closer to him but Jace wasn't concentrating. He was vaguely aware of her leaning in but all he could think about was Clary, Clary, Clary. He was going to..
"I'm going to kill her' he roared and Cecilia leapt back. He stood up and said, 'Nobody makes a fool out of me".
He then stormed out the door and it slammed shut behind him. Cecilia stared at the space where he had sat, inches away from her and her fingers clenched. She had been SO close. And all he could do was think about that bloody girl. What was her appeal? Her brutal nature? Her lack of money? Her intelligence? God, he was dense. Could he not see her, the beautiful and wealthy girl, sweet and kind standing right in front of him? She had carved herself into the very girl he would like and then the second she arrives, Clarissa Fray drags him away.
She picked up a cushion and threw it across the room. When this didn't satisfy her craving, she turned and pulled off her shoe. She then catapulted it towards the television screen and it gave her great satisfaction to see the shoe rip into the glass and break it. She laughed as the shoe fell to the floor and then she turned back to the bedroom.
When Cecilia had had time to regain her composure, she pulled out a cigarette lighter and then drew a photograph of Clary and the male out of her pocket. She let a small flicker touch the paper and already it was burning. She watched as Clary's face grew warped and burnt before disappearing completely. Then she turned towards the window and looked out onto the skyscrapers. Clarissa would pay, there was no doubt about that. And Jace would love her eventually. Money always won.
"Clary?" said Magnus as he sat down beside her small frame, 'what's the matter?"
She had come back quiet from her trip with Sebastian and had spent most of the afternoon distracted and agitated. He knew the trip had been a success, especially since Sebastian had spent most of the afternoon wearing a false moustache and annoying Alec. He had to admit the past few days had really changed his opinion of Alec and Sebastian. Despite them accusing Clary of being a gold-digger no less than five days ago, they had done their best to make sure justice was served on both sides and what more, they were treating both Clary and himself like equals. Not beneath them because they had less money. In fact, if he wasn't going out with his boyfriend at the moment, Alec was...quite interesting. Clary sighed and said
"Before a week ago, I don't think I liked Jace. In a romantic way. I thought of him as...I don't really know..."
"Well that clears everything up" said Magnus.
"No seriously' said Clary, 'but spending time with him in that elevator...gave me a little insight into him, made me wonder how exactly could a boy grow up to be like that. He made me laugh, he made me think about who I am. Who I want to be in life. He made me realise...that I never want to be in a position that makes me compromise my values or my ideals and that the only way to do so is to stand up for yourself. And now, today...seeing him with Cecilia, I dunno. Can you fall in like with someone in less than a day? Or is just jealousy that someone got something I didn't have?"
Magnus raised an eyebrow and said
"Don't be so bloody stupid. Why are you acting like Cecilia is the good person here? She was out with your man, days after your...THING...ended. Seriously, if there is one thing I know, don't ever make excuses for people. She is using your niceness to her own advantage. And Jace and you, well once we prove your innocence, you and he had better have a conversation about trust because let me tell you...there has been not a lot of that going around lately".
Clary laughed, she couldn't help herself. Magnus was incorrigible. He grinned back at her and said
"Love just kinda happens when you least expect it, huh?"
Clary raised an eyebrow
"I wouldn't exactly say love".
"Of course you would" said Magnus and together they watched the darkening sky. Then Clary's phone rang and she picked it up. The caller ID said Cecilia and she said
"Oh hang on".
"Oh bitch friend herself" said Magnus and Clary shot him a look.
"Hello?" she said and she heard Cecilia's voice.
"Hey Clary. Jace just wanted me to give you a call".
"Jace?" she said, unsure whether she had heard properly.
"Yes' said Cecilia, 'he wants to make up with you. At my house. When I saw you today...I just felt like such a fool. I should have told you what we were doing and I feel like such a bad friend".
"No no no no' said Clary, 'I appreciate. Thanks".
"So, see you in an hour?' said Cecilia, 'Jace asks that you don't bring anyone else otherwise it could get a little awkward when he apologises".
"Okay" said Clary and she hung up. She looked at Magnus and said
"Jace wants to make up".
"Really?" said Magnus.
"I'm going over to Cecilia's now".
Magnus was silent for a while before he said
"Sebastian is going to be disappointed. But be careful, Clary. Just...okay?"
She nodded, laughing and hugged him.
"You worry too much".
She stood up and waved goodbye before running down the street. She knew she could depend on Cecilia.
The alleyway was dark, empty champagne bottles, discarded lipsticks and glitter lined the pavement, whilst a dirty smell was coming out of the trash. From inside the shabby buildings, the sound of laughter and erotic music was coming out of the doors. The side door to one of them opened and a man stepped out into the cool breeze. He pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it, the smoking hanging in the air as he exhaled. He was slightly drunk on alcohol but he was still alert enough to know two people were coming.
They didn't even notice him, as they were engrossed in a conversation. He rolled his eyes and noticed their designer clothes. Rich boys, so easy to read. He could make friends with them in an instant and then watch as their purses opened, ready to impress their adoring new friend. But he had a customer waiting inside and he didn't want to disappoint such a lovely young lady. He stubbed out his cigarette and turned to go back inside.
Suddenly before he knew it, he was smashed against the side of the wall and his hand ripped out. He struggled, yelling but nobody heard over the music. Then his hand was dropped and he was let go of. He stumbled away from the wall and came face to face with two angry looking guys.
"So' said one of them, 'I guess you like D and G".
"What the hell?" he said, trying to get back inside but the black haired one was blocking his entrance.
"It would be best if you answered our questions now. Then you can slime off to your guests".
"What?" he hissed and the blonde one said
"A couple of nights ago, you were with a lady".
He snorted and said
"Most of my nights, I am with a lady".
"Ah' said the blonde one, 'but this is different. This lady wasn't one of your customers nor did she ever plan to leave with you. She was a red head, skinny, pale, etc. You took photos of her, with you".
Realisation came and fled from his eyes and he said
"What are you talking about?"
"Come on' said the blonde, 'you just need to tell us who? And then you can go. I mean...do you really want us to get physical?"
"What?' he said, 'don't think I can TAKE YOU".
The blonde raised an eyebrow and said
"Sure you can. Which one would you like to take on first, the diplomat's son or the mobster's son?"
He stared from face to face, seeing no pity or guile and finally sighed.
"A girl called Queen asked me to do it. She paid me in full. That's all".
"Queen?" said the black haired one, 'who the hell is that?"
The blonde haired one said
"What can you tell us about her?"
"Does it matter?" he said and suddenly he was pressed up against the wall by the black haired one.
"Yes the hell it matters. This is someone's freaking life you are messing with. Now if you don't give us the information NOW, you can give it later...in the custody of my father's gang. OKAY".
He whimpered, his face bleeding now and said
"Alright. Alright. I'll tell you".
Jace's fists were bleeding, from punching the punching bag over and over. He wanted everything to be gone, he wanted oblivion. He just kept hitting, hitting, punching, screaming, tiring himself out until finally he was on the floor, panting heavily and still no closer to that perfect oblivion he desired.
His phone was ringing but he didn't pick it up. All he could think about was Clary. Why had this one person started consuming his thoughts and mind? Why was he becoming so weak? Why had she done this to him, made him like her, made him think that there was good in the world, made him think that money didn't buy everything, only to tear it away?
His phone rang again and he finally picked it up.
"What?" he barked.
"Jace' said Cecilia, 'thank you for coming out with me today".
He raised his eyes to the heavens, would this girl just leave him alone? He took it away from his ear, ready to turn it off when her voice floated through.
"You are more simple-minded than I thought".
He gazed at the phone before raising it back to his ear. She said
"You haven't noticed? The club and hotel manager put on such a fake performance".
"What?" he said and she laughed, the sound grating him.
"You are hilarious, Jace".
"You bitch" he said and she said, her voice firm and cold.
"Come to the Idris cafeteria! Your beloved Clarissa Fray awaits you".
Shock pulsed through Jace's body and he couldn't say anything. She smirked at his silence and said
"You'd better come alone".
She hung up and he was left in the silence.
"Hey wait" he yelled but she was gone.
"AHHHHH" he yelled and went to throw the phone away but it started ringing again. He pressed Answer and said
"Alright you bitch...tell me.."
"Whoa' said Sebastian, 'is that the thanks I get for being a friend. Gee what do you do to your enemies?"
"Look' he said but Sebastian was already cutting him off, 'Jace. We have something to tell you. And you aren't going to like it".
"Is it about Cecilia?" said Jace and Sebastian said worriedly
"Where are you headed? Don't go anywhere near Cecilia, she's crazy".
Jace was silent and Sebastian yelled
"Tell us where you are going. We can help you".
Jace said
"I've got to go" and suddenly Alec yelled
"Don't go alone. We need to come with you".
"If you go' said Jace, 'I won't be able to protect Clary".
"WAIT" yelled Sebastian and Alec but he had hung up. He stared at his phone before suddenly he was running. Whoever Cecilia was, whatever she could do, he wasn't going to let Clary get hurt.
Cecilia watched as Clary was dragged into the cafeteria, tied up and screaming. She watched as her men dumped her on the floor and then motioned for them to go away.
"That was all too easy, Clarissa' she said,'you ran straight into my arms".
She grimaced as she looked Clary up and down before turning towards the window.
"I really can't stand looking at you".
"LET ME GO" Clary shouted but Cecilia ignored her.
"Aren't we friends?" said Clary, her voice breaking slightly.
"Friends?' said Cecilia, laughing and she turned back to Clary, 'don't make me laugh".
Clary stared at her and then realised why she looked so different. Her red hair was up, her face was elegantly made up and she was wearing expensive clothes, however they also clung tightly to her figure and were low cut. She looked completely different to the Cecilia Clary knew. She also had a face of pure madness as she gazed at Clary, her eyes wide.
"I sent that guy over to you from the club. It was me who ordered him to put sleeping pills in your water. You were distracted...looking for me. It was also me who took the photos in the hotel".
"Don't give me that crap' said Clary, 'pretending to be my friend...that is so despicable".
"SHUT UP' yelled Cecilia and she slapped Clary's face, 'there are certain things I have to do".
She sighed and walked away, folding her arms.
"Ever since kindergarten, I have been living my life in order to get revenge on Jace Wayland. I had to use you in the process. At first, hanging out with you was just a simple way of passing the time. However in the cafeteria, when I purposely bumped into Jace and you stood up and defended me. It was all too easy, getting close to him, especially when he was hellbent on getting you to bow down to him. You two played your parts better than I expected".
Then suddenly she turned around and said
"But I miscalculated. I never thought he'd fall for you".
Clary found herself unable to speak, completely without anything to say and Cecilia seemed to understand her.
"And you are wondering..why...why...why would such a seemingly sweet and nice girl want revenge on Jace Wayland? Well, let me burst your bubble princess, he has been arrogant and horrible and violent ever since he was born. He's never changed. I'LL NEVER FORGIVE HIM".
She stared at Clary, who had tears streaming down her face, unable to believe that she had so horribly miscalculated herself, that she had thought Cecilia liked her, needed her, trusted her. Cecilia laughed but her eyes were crazy with light. She said
"You are no longer of use to me".
Clary couldn't believe what she was hearing and she saw Cecilia say
"You were just bait to lure him here".
"He won't come' said Clary softly, 'he won't care. You are wasting your time".
Cecilia said
"The way you love birds acts MAKE ME SICK".
She raised her hand, ready to slap Clary and suddenly
"CLARY"
Clary and Cecilia both turned and Jace was standing there, in the darkness, his hair wild, his face shadowed and he was staring at her and she at him. Her heart was beating so fast, she couldn't control it. Why had he come? As if answering her thoughts, he said
"I'm sorry for not trusting you" but before he could say anything else, Cecilia shrieked.
"Have you come to REPENT?"
Jace turned towards her and roared
"WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?"
But Cecilia wasn't the same girl, she wasn't frightened by him. She smiled at him and pulled a blade out from her pocket. She flicked it open and said
"Very well then. Let's see how much the girl you love can take. Come any closer and I will rip open HER FACE".