A./N. Thank all of you who have reviewed! It means a lot when people actually do review! And for those of you who don't, thanks for reading anyways! You all get cookies! Also, so the story isn't stuck going about a day at a time, this one is a couple days later. One more thing, there's a surprise for you guys today!
On to the story!
But first a disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. Everything else goes to Cassandra Clare. I wish I could write like her, but alas, you get my noobish writing.
C p.o.v.
"Clary…" Jace's voice a whisper in my ear, his breath tickling my neck and cheek.
He was golden. Literally golden. Not just his hair and eyes, but his skin. He had golden angel's wings, which billowed behind him. He was like an angel of God. Sent down to take me to heaven, away from the thoughts that damn me everyday.
He offers me his hand, I take it. Taking comfort in the steely warmth which is powered by the heavenly fire pulsing through his veins.
And then we're flying, through the air, or whatever the place we are is. But none of that matters, all that matters is him, Jace. We start to descend back to the ground. But I don't let go of his hand. Instead, I wrap my arms around his neck. Leaning closer and closer to him.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
What!?
I'm startled from my dream by my alarm clock. My face flushed and my body warm. I lean over and turn off my alarm.
This has been happening for the past few days. Every night I go to sleep, and every night I dream about Jace. It's normally different, but a lot of the time he has wings.
Jace hasn't said anything about the texts from that first night; he's been acting like they never happened, which now I can't even be sure they did. Except for the fact that I have the evidence on my phone.
The weird thing is, he's been more irritating since then, like he's trying to hide something. I haven't said anything to Izzy or Simon, but I doubt they would understand. They would probably just say I'm crazy. I don't even know.
What I do know is that it's Friday, which means the weekend. And, it means a sleepover at Izzy's house. We sometimes have them at my apartment, but I prefer to sleep at Izzy's.
"There's also the fact that you get to see Jace without a shirt in the morning."
"No! That is not why!"
"Mmmhmm, sure it isn't."
"No! I'm done having yet another argument with myself!"
I sigh, and then get out of bed, after detangling myself from my blankets. I go to my closet, and pick out some jeans and a hoodie. Wearing a random band T underneath.
I lay them on my bed and go to shower. Afterwards I brush my teeth and try and brush my hair. I apply some makeup, then go and get dressed.
The ghost caress of Dream-Jace are still making me involuntarily shiver. I shake my head and go to the kitchen for breakfast.
My parents decided to go away for the weekend to a nice bed and breakfast upstate, so that's another reason I'm staying at Izzy's for the weekend. I read the note my mom left me while I grab an apple.
Left early so we could dodge traffic. Be safe, love you.
Mom xoxo
I throw the note in the trash after reading it, and then grab my bags and head to school.
Jace p.o.v.
There she is, beautiful, standing on the shore with the waves crashing behind her. The wind making the emerald dress she's wearing look like it's alive. Her red hair like a fiery halo around her head. Her green eyes like pools of molten emeralds.
She extends her hand to me, a silent beckoning. I start to walk forward, except my legs won't move, it's like I'm glued to the sand. My bare feet struggling against the unkown force holding them.
I get a feeling of dread in my gut, an omen to something horrible.
Her face changes from serene to a mask of horror. What once were waves are now flames, licking at her dress.
She's screaming, calling for me to help her, but I can't move.
"Clary!" I try to call for her, but my mouth won't make sound. The next thing I hear is a noise no person should ever hear. A noise so full of pain it's heart wrenching. A blood curdling scream, turning the blood pumping in my veins to ice, which is the last thing I hear before I'm thrown from my dream.
I open my eyes to the worried faces of Alec and Isabelle.
"Wha- what are you guys doing here?" I ask them. My speech isn't working the best.
"You were yelling Jace, in your sleep. You were saying something about trying to save someone." Alec says to me.
"Are you okay, Jace? That sounded like you were terrified." Izzy says to me, concern lacing her voice.
"Yeah- yeah I'm fine. It was just a nightmare. I'm sorry I woke you guys up. What time is it?"
"It's six in the morning." Alec says to me. He looks like he hasn't slept in a week.
"I was up already, I didn't sleep well anyways." Izzy tells me.
"I just haven't been sleeping well at all." Alec says.
"Well, I'm going to take a shower then." I say to them.
"Okay… Just, you know you can tell us if something's wrong, right?" Alec says.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. It's nothing. Don't worry." I assure them. Then go into my en suite bathroom and lock the door. I turn on the shower then sink down against the wall. My face in my hands.
What is going on? Where have these dreams, or should I say nightmares, been coming from? They all started the first day of school. Once I fell asleep after texting Clary.
Clary
Just her name sends a shiver straight through my spine.
What is happening to me? Since when did I get shivers from a girl? Never, that's when. I don't get feelings for girls. At least, I thought I didn't…
Maybe you've always had feelings for her.
What!? That's crazy. Me and Clary don't get along, we never have.
Or maybe you just irritate her to stop yourself from having feelings for her.
No! That's crazy!
I shake my head to clear my thoughts then get in the shower.
I definitely need a cold shower. I need no more warming thoughts.
After my shower I dry off then walk back into my room with a towel hanging around my hips and another drying off my hair.
Alec is sitting on my bed. He's dressed, well, as dressed as Alec can be. I don't know why Magnus tries. Alec has no sense of style what so ever.
He stands up as I approach. He waits for me to stop drying my hair before he talks.
"Jace, there's something I didn't tell you. I didn't want Izzy to hear. I came in here before she did, and caught something she didn't." Alec says to me.
I stiffen immediately after he speaks.
"Wha- what did I say?" I ask tentatively.
"You said a name." Alec replies back, looking at the floor.
"Whose?"
"Clary's…" He says slowly.
I turn stone cold. No, there's no way I could've said her name. He must just be imagining it.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I say to him, narrowing my eyes.
He doesn't flinch, he's not afraid of me, after living with me since I was ten and he was eleven.
"Jace, what's going on with Clary? Since when have you been dreaming about her? Or thinking about her in any sort of way that doesn't involve aggravating her?" He questions me.
"I wasn't dreaming about Clary!" My voice rising an octave. I know he can tell I'm lying, but he leaves it.
"Okay, whatever you say. I'm going downstairs. I made breakfast, if you want some. I didn't let Izzy help, so it shouldn't be too inedible." He says as he heads out the door. He casts one more worried look at me, and then leaves.
I brace my hands on my dresser for support after he leaves. My knees turning weak. I breathe deeply then collect myself and get dressed.
After I dress and make my hair look amazing, I brush my teeth before heading downstairs to eat, while trying to clear my thoughts of Clary from my already confused head.
After breakfast I grab my wallet, keys, and backpack from my room. Not before sparing a glance at the picture on my desk of my parents.
Swallowing the lump that formed in my throat, I quickly grab my leather jacket and head to the garage. I open the garage door and then turn on my black Escalade. I pull out of the garage and drive down the long driveway then head to school. That feeling of dread I felt in my dream making itself present again, low in my gut. Something is going to happen, I just know it.
A./N. Sooo, how do ya like it? I decided that I would write more of it in Jace's p.o.v. because I haven't yet. Also, anyone else exctited for SoM? I am! Don't forget to review! Tell me what you think! Lik/love/hate it, I will take them all!
Always,
Mari