Disclaimer: I do not own TMI or the characters

After school, Clary and Isabelle walked out of the school and saw Jace leaning against his Kia Cube. "Isabelle, Clarrisa. Word on the street is you two need a ride to my house."

"It's my house too," Isabelle argued.

"Jonathon, word on the street is that your a manwhore. The people of America want to know, is this true?" Clary made her hand into a fist and stuck it into his face, pretending it was a microphone.

"Well that all depends on who you ask." Clary rolled her eyes and got into the car next to Izzy in the back seat. ON the way to the Lightwood's house, Izzy and Clary sang along to the music blasting through the speakers. Every once in a while, Clary would notice Jace look back at her and when he did, she looked away.

Once they arrived, Clary couldn't help but notice how big their house was. It looked like a beautiful old church. As she got out of the car, her sketchpad fell out of her messenger bag. Jace picked it up when it fell to the ground and when he flipped it over, he saw a drawing of him with angel wings and devil's horns. His stomach twisted at the thought of her hating him so much. "What's this?" He asked.

"Oh, Simon drew the horns on it when he saw your picture," she grabbed the book out of his hands and studied the picture she drew when she realized she loved him in eighth grade, just before they broke up. "I think it's an excellent self-portrait."

She stuffed it back in her bag and turned around when, but he grabbed ahold of her arm, causing her to face him again. "Clary wait."

"Look. I'm still pissed, there is no denying that. But not so much at how you cheated on me. More on the fact that we used to tell each other everything. Hell, I told you I thought I loved you. But I find see you kissing someone else, and I realize, you didn't want to be with me. Maybe if you came out and just told me that, I wouldn't have overreacted. But you didn't and you lied for who knows how long. That's the part that really pisses me off."

"I never lied to you. You lied to me. And I never, ever cheated on you, despite what you may think."

Before Clary could respond, Izzy came back out, grabbed Clary's arm, and dragged her to her room. "What were you to talking about?" Izzy asked curiously.

"Nothing, just more lies."

"Oookkkaaayyy. What do you want to do?"

"Do you have any food, I'm starving?"

"Yeah, I'll get some snacks and they we can give you a makeover."She ran out of the room, leaving Clary to sit on the bed and think. What was Jace talking about when he said he cheated on me? I saw him. She thought.

Flashback:

"Hey Clary." Clary closed her locker and looked behind her and saw Jace looking sad.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't want to move. I'll be leaving my friends and you." Trying to help him feel better, Clary stood on her tippy toes so that she could kiss him, but he turned his head before their lips met.

Ignoring what he did, she said, "It will be okay, We can still call each other and video chat."

"I guess so."

Right before they made it to the classroom door, a high voice began calling Jace's name. The pair turned and saw the cheerleader, Aline, running towards them. "Jace, Jace!"

He rubbed the back of his neck when she reached them. "Oh, hey Aline."

"I wanted to let you know that I would love to go to 8th Grade Appreciation with you."

Clary's mouth dropped open and she stared at her boyfriend. "You asked her to the dance?"

"Well-" Before he could finish, Aline pulled on the collar of his shirt and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and then pulled back, releasing her.

When Aline left, Clary shouted, " I hate you, Jace Herondale! Go ahead, leave, and never come back!"

End of flashback.

When Izzy came back, the girls ate and Izzy started to braid Clary's curly red hair. "So, you know Jace?"

"Yeah, we used to be friends."

"He told me that you were more than friends."

"We were, just a hint of advice, never date your best friend. They change before you know what happens."

"What happened?"

"I fell in love with him and had my heart shattered into a million pieces." Before she knew it, Clary began to cry and Isabelle tried to comfort her.

On the other side of the door, Jace leaned his back against it and sat down. He hadn't meant to spy on them, but he was on his way to the kitchen when he heard Clary tell his sister no never date her best friend. He had his elbows resting on his knees and his head in his hands, listening to his sweet, strong Clary break down and cry. He knew how she thought their break up happened, and if she would give him the time of day, he would tell her his side. That was the moment he promised himself that he would never let clary cry again.

Hoped you liked it. In a few more chapters, there will be Jace's point-of-view of the break up.

-Clace1fan