Clary had been standing in the art alley for half an hour but nothing was coming to her head. Art was always her escape from reality, but for once, the cell was too strong, and she just couldn't run away.

" how about we come back tomorrow?" Jace asked.

" yeah sure.."

They left the art alley, but instead of going back to the car, Jace led Clary down a street into some place called, Taki's Diner.

Taki's was old, but comfortable. There were couches instead of chairs, with pillows and blankets thrown on the ground. Despite the people on the streets, outside of Taki's ( mostly prostitutes and forty year old men looking for prostitutes) people inside were all friendly, and actually pretty decent.

After they'd been seated on a small two person couch, in front of a small Korean styled table, Jace ordered coke and Clary ordered a coffee.

" what, is this like your hanging out place or something?" Clary asked.

" not exactly. It's more of a Hiding out place."

" And what, may I ask, would you be hiding from?"

the usual twinkle faded from Jaces eyes.

" It's more of a who actually. I tend to stay out of the house as much as possible."

Clary could tell by his tone, that this wasn't something he wanted to talk about.

" oh, umm… okay then. I seem to recall you promising me an explanation for your crime story fetish"

Clary was relieved to see the heart jolting smirk back on Jace's face.

" I said I might tell you, and it's not a fetish."

Clary laughed.

" so, are you going to tell me or not?"

" fine. When I was little, the police came to my neighbours house. I heard a gun fire, and then a girl scream. I had no idea what happened, but I recognized that scream. It was my best friend, her name was Emma. I sprinted to her house, about to knock on the door, but three police men came rushing out. Not long after that Emma's mom was taken out on a gurney, unconscious, and Emma was taken away somewhere, I never saw her again. I asked the police later what had happened, but they just told me, I wouldn't understand. After that day, I started researching police stories, looking for what had happened to my friend, slowly the police stories turned into any crime stories, and I guess I've been reading them ever since."

Clary was silent for a couple minutes before finally answering.

" Did you ever find out?"

" Find what out?" Jace asked, momentarily lost in thought.

" what happened to your friend."

There was that sad look on his face again.

" yeah, her mom had a drug addiction. She had gone crazy that day so Emma called the cops. When they came, Her mom tried to shoot one of them, so they had to stun gun her. Emma was taken to a foster home, and her mom went to rehab."

" Did you ever try to find her?"

" yes."

"did you?"

He was silent for a long time before answering.

" yes. She committed suicide last year."

Clary didn't know what to say, so she just stayed silent.

" Sorry. Do you want to leave now?"

she nodded.

The car ride home was silent. Just as Clary was getting out Jace said,

" I'm sorry, that was a terrible date. I will make it up to you tomorrow. Be at the mall at two."

He drove away before Clary could even argue that this wasn't a date.

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