Chapter 3

Clary's POV

I continued to clutch the mirror to my chest as my tears slowly fell down my cheeks.

I was so stupid.

I should've listened to Jace and I shouldn't have shouted at him.

To be honest, I shouldn't have convinced everyone to go to that mundane party.

I've never been one for parties but for some reason, I felt like going out and because of that, some mundane girl had kissed Jace, I had blamed him without hearing his side of the story and now I may not see him again.

I pushed the thought from my head.

I would get Jace back; there was no doubt there.

I loved him too much to lose him.

I had been standing in my room for what seemed like forever when I pulled the mirror away from my chest and stared at it.

The glass rippled, as it did before, and I found myself staring at Jace.

He was walking through New York, completely oblivious to the fact I was standing here, crying over him.

He had no idea though, of course.

Curse that stupid warlock and her stupid spell.

I continued to watch Jace for a moment until Isabelle walked into my room and peered over my shoulder.

I found myself staring at my reflection again.

Isabelle's eyes flicked from the mirror to the side of my face and she shook her head.

"Is there any reason you're staring at yourself?" she asked.

I just sighed and put the mirror on my bedside table, not wanting to talk about Jace right now.

"Clary?" Isabelle said, following me over to my bed.

"It's nothing," I said as I walked out of my room.

"Alright..." I heard Isabelle said.

I walked around the halls aimlessly, trying to find something to do.

I always found myself coming back to Jace's room though.

Well, what used to be Jace's room.

I stared at the closed door, almost expecting Jace to pull it open and smile his breathtaking smile at me. I expected him to pull me into his arms and kiss me or pull me through the halls just because he wanted to take me out and spend some time alone with me, without Isabelle trying to find out what's going on.

For some reason, she seemed... interested in our relationship.

I knew how she felt about love. I knew she didn't trust guys all that well after what had happened with her parents.

Maybe she was just trying to work out how to tell Simon she cared about him; I honestly didn't know but sometimes, it was just annoying.

I pushed away the memories, trying to forget about the current situation I was in.

I knew it wasn't going to go away though.

Not when I had to live here, for two entire weeks, without Jace.

"What are you doing Clary?" Alec asked, coming up behind me.

I spun around, suddenly aware that I was still staring at the door in front of me.

"Nothing!" I exclaimed, probably a little too loud.

"Really?" Alec asked. "Because to me, it seems as if you're staring at that door. Did you want to switch rooms for some reason?"

I thought about it. Did I want to switch to Jace's room?

No. I didn't. It would bring back all the memories and I would end up being a blubbering mess for the next two weeks.

I just shook my head slowly.

I heard Alec sigh. "Well... why don't you go out to Central Park or something? The weather's nice and well... everyone else is going out to hang out... come with us," he said.

When I didn't speak or respond, I heard Alec move and I felt his hand on my shoulder.

"Come on, surely you don't want to be here alone?"

I just sighed and looked up. "Fine, I guess I'll go out..."

"Good... come on," Alec said just as Isabelle shouted from somewhere in the institute.

We reached the door of the institute and Isabelle was standing there, tapping her foot.

"Finally... you guys are slower than snails..." she mumbled, turning and walking out of the institute with Alec and I close behind.

We made it to Central Park and I noticed Magnus sitting on one of the benches, feeding the birds.

Huh... that was something I'd never seen Magnus do before.

He looked up and noticed Alec and before I could blink, he stood up, scaring off the birds and he made his way over to us.

"Nice job, those poor birds were hungry and you scared them off," I said with a slight laugh.

Magnus just rolled his eyes as he took Alec's hand in his. "They've been fed all over this park... I just think they like the attention they get."

It was my turn to roll my eyes this time.

As Alec and Magnus went off in their own direction, Isabelle grabbed my wrist and pulled me off to a more crowded part of the park.

"Come on... let's find you a boyfriend," she said with a small smile.

"I have a boyfriend," I muttered.

"Huh? Since when? Who?" Isabelle said, stopping and putting her hands on my shoulders.

"Jace, since I discovered I was a shadowhunter," I said.

"Jace... you mentioned him earlier... how come I've never met him?"

"You have," I said. "Your parents adopted him when he was ten."

"Must've been before I was born... but then he'd be way older than you..." Isabelle said with a confused look on her face.

I groaned. "Just forget it Isabelle. He's only a year older than me and clearly, you don't remember who he is," I said, suddenly very frustrated.

I just pulled her hands off my shoulders, turned around and walked away.

My mission now was to make Alec and Isabelle remember Jace.

Would it work? Would I be able to get them to remember?

I just sighed. I had to.

Surely they remember him; deep down anyway.

They could never forget Jace. He'd had too much of an impact on their life.

First of all, Alec and Jace were Parabatai – closer than brothers. They'd been through so much together. Alec had a crush on Jace before he met Magnus.

Jace had saved Alec's life, as well as Isabelle's, many times.

He was their brother – not by blood, but they had grown up together and been through so many things together.

Jace may truly be a Herondale but he was a Lightwood at heart.

He never knew his true family and Valentine just tricked him into believing he was someone he wasn't.

The Lightwood's were Jace's true family and you couldn't forget family, not entirely.

They would have to remember.

Even Magnus would have to remember Jace. I mean, he was the High Warlock of Brooklyn and Jace had constantly annoyed Magnus – to some extent.

No one could forget Jace – even if you'd only seen him in passing. He was just that type of person.

I heard a car horn blast and I jumped.

I hadn't realized that I had walked right out onto the street.

I quickly got off the street and started heading towards Taki's.

I was suddenly hungry and I needed to do something to clear my head.

Maybe some faerie food... just for the fun of it.