UL- Chapter Two
Clary's POV
I stepped inside Amatis' house feeling better than when I had left. Alec really helped me sort out my feelings about Jace. It was wrong to feel that way about him in the first place. I fell for him after a week of knowing him, which I now find pretty stupid.
I went in the kitchen to find Amatis and Luke already there. They were laughing and giggling like real siblings. I felt happy for them. This past weeks has been filled with mourning, sadness, and war.
Just a few days ago there was the Mortal War where Valentine, Max, and Sebastain had all died. I guess that's why I felt like I could explain myself to Alec: he's been through so much, that my problems were just minor compared to his.
I hadn't realized I was smiling until Luke and Amatis stopped whatever they were doing, and started staring at me. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Luke chuckled. "When you are in that little world of yours..."
"She reminds me of Jocelyn so much."
Luke and I's face dropped at the mention of my mother. She still hasn't waken up. We're afraid she going to be like that forever.
Amatis seemed to realize what she had caused and regain her recovery. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put everyone in such a bad mood."
Luke recovered before me. "It's alright, Amatis. We know you didn't mean harm. It's just," he took a deep breath. "Ever since Madeline and Ragnor died, we can't find any sort of way to wake her up. And I fear, that there never will be."
I choked back a sob. We have all thought about it, but no one has ever said it out loud until now. It was getting too much for me. I excused myself using the excuse I was tired. I headed into my room, got into my night clothes and went to sleep a single tear falling down my right cheek. A single tear filled with all my feelings...
I awoke to the smell of pancakes. Since when did Luke make pancakes? I went to the trunk of old clothes Amatis used to possess, hoping to find a pair of jeans and a t-shirt but no luck. I ended up having to wear a red and black plaid mini skirt and red tank top. Normally, I don't typically wear this sort of thing, but since my luggage was left back in New York...
After I'm dressed, I head into the kitchen to find none other than Alec Lightwood himself.
I'm shocked yet please to see him.
Today, he was wearing dark blue jeans, ands a faded blue sweater that matched the color of his eyes. His eyes widened when he saw me, and I felt a blush creeping on to my cheeks once realized that he saw me where this outfit.
I then realize I'm staring and rack my brain to think of something to say. "What are you doing here?" I asked trying to hide the surprise in my voice.
"I was hoping we could talk," he said shifting awkwardly on his feet.
"Umm... Sure." I grabbed an apple and walked towards the front door, Alec close behind me.
When we were out the door, we started to walk. "Where are we going?" I asked after awhile of awkward silence.
"Nowhere particular..." He scratched his head as if he wanted to talk about something important, just didn't know how to say it.
"Then, what did you want to talk about?"
"Umm..." He hesitated, clearly trying to find the right words. "I was wondering if you wanted to go out sometime." He had finally blurt it out.
I stared appalled at his outburst, not really expecting what he had just said. "No offense, but I thought you don't...you know...I thought-"
"Thought I was gay?" Alec asked curiously.
I blushed a deep shade of red. "Yes. That..."
He made some sort of choking sound, that I then recognized as as laughter.
I smiled. "Okay... When?"
"Now."