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Disclaimer: I am not the awesome Cassandra Clare, so I do not own this series :(

CPOV

The kiss was amazing. It was just as simple as that. Jace's lips moved so in sync with her own, and although she knew she shouldn't, she found herself kissing him back. For a minute, all she thought about was Jace. About his lips on hers, his arms around her. Pretty soon she came back to reality and realized Jace had her pinned up against the wall. When they brought their lips again up for breathing, Clary bit her lip and leaned her forehead against Jace's. She just had to tell him the truth. He wouldn't let her go any other way.

"Jace.."

His eyes searched hers. Gold met green. And sparks flew. "Clary, don't say you didn't feel anything. Don't lie."

But she had to. "No."

Jace looked perplexed for a minute. "No?"

"I didn't feel anything." It was a complete and utter lie. She felt all of it.

Now she couldn't meet his eyes, but she knew he was getting angry, because she could feel his hands on her back tighten into tight fists. "Clary, what the hell is wrong with you? One minute you're saying you love me, the next you're saying you don't feel anything at all for me. Where did my best friend go? The one who was actually honest with people?"

Clary couldn't help herself, "Shut the hell up Jace. Stop being such a jerk."

"Oh now I'm the one that's being the jerk? Look at yourself, Clary."

Clary was infuriated now. "You did not just call me a jerk. I'm trying to save you from pain!"

"The only pain you're giving me is how you're acting right now!"

Clary's eyes flashed. "Just let me go, Jace! I don't want you, ok?"

"Like hell you don't."

She snorted. "Conceited much?"

He looked shocked. "How can you even make jokes now, Clary? I love you, I've only loved you, and I'll love you until I die. Even if you don't feel the same way, I'll always love you."

I love you too! Clary wanted to shout.

"But," Jace continued, "I know you do feel something for me, even if you wont admit it."

"Why can't you just accept that I'm not in love with you? This girl that you think you want, it's not me, Jace. I'll never be good enough."

He backed away from her, and started really shouting. "God, Clary! What shit are you spouting? Get this through your head. I'll never want anyone but you."

Clary looked at the floor for a few minutes, and then looked up into his eyes. His eyes had frozen over, and he was wearing a cold, angry face that she had never seen him wear before. "Well I don't want you. I'm sorry, but I'm leaving now. Goodbye, Jace."

She walked out, and this time he didn't stop her. After she walked out, she could hear him throwing stuff around his room. She went downstairs, expecting Isabelle to hound her with questions. When she started towards the door. Isabelle grabbed her arm.

"What happened--" She started, but Clary just pulled her through the door, and they made their way to Clary's.

JPOV

Damn it. Jace thought angrily. He'd screwed everything up between himself and Clary. Everything. After Clary had left the room, he started throwing stuff around, breaking them. It felt good to break something, the way Clary had broken his heart. Minutes and hours passed, until it was time for dinner. He reluctantly made his way downstairs, not really hungry for anything right now. Something did surprise him in his lifeless state thought, Isabelle had tear tracks running down her face. Jace sighed, knowing he really shouldn't ask but she had peaked his curiosity. Isabelle almost never cried.

"What's wrong, Izzy? Watch Titanic again?"

Isabelle sniffed. "Clary told me not to tell anyone."

Jace stiffened. "Clary?"

"Yeah but she'll probably be gone by now.."

What? "Izzy, what the hell are you talking about? She go to the movies or something? Didn't want to invite me?

"No..she--she--" Isabelle broke down, sobbing.

Jace was really getting alarmed now. "What, Izzy? Where did she go?"

She took a deep breath, as if preparing for what she was about to say. "She's gone, Jace."

He rolled his eyes. "I get that. Where did she go to?"

"California."

This confused Jace even more. "Why would she go to California?"

"Her mom got a job offer there, she didn't want to--didn't want to tell anyone. Not even us." Isabelle start to cry again.

Jace's mind was whirling. "Did she give you an adress? Something?"

She lifted her red eyes. "No, Jace"

He immediately got up from the table and started running towards her house. Clary. He wasn't even angry at her anymore. It all made sense now. All of his memories came rushing back. He saw them, running on the playground when they were six. Building a fort of blankets and pillows when they were eight. Facing the fears of middle school, then high school together. Never leaving each others side. How could she do this to him? Leave him all alone here? He finally reached her house and ran inside. But what he saw definitely wasn't what he wanted to see. The Morgenstern house, empty. No furniture, nothing. He ran up to Clary's room. There was one item in there, a picture of Jace and Clary when they were seven. He hugged the picture to his chest and sunk to the ground. It was the only thing he had left of his Clary.

Aww I was like ready to cry at this chapter! I really, really hope you liked it. I think the next chapter, I might go skipping through time a bit. If you have any ideas at all, don't hold back! And review lots please..I love them:)