THE SUSPENSE!
I hate having them fight and Jace being unfaithful...but I wanted to try something new.
Don't hate. If you don't like it, just don't read it.
Enjoy!
When Jace woke up, his head pounding with a headache. Shit. He hated hangovers. Jace shifted, and became aware that someone was stroking his arm. He fully expected Clary to be there, but it hit him like a train.
Clary. His wife. He cheated, with Kaelie, who was currently naked next to him.
Jace thought about the last 8 or so months. He really fucked everything up. He constantly degraded Clary, and he wanted the old Jace back, even though he shouldn't want that Jace. The old Jace had no commitments, he slept around, and he didn't give two shits.
Jace resorted to drinking his problems away, and when he was in the bar...one thing led to another and he woke up the following morning next to an old fling, Kaelie. They had drunk sex, and Jace...god.
He had sex with Kaelie once in a while, but he knew he should have been there for Clary. Jace felt disgusting, doing things with Kaelie while he had a fucking wife.
Clary was right. He ignored Clary because he was paranoid, and because he was worthless.
At one point he was convinced that Clary cheated on him. She said she had to go to an art exhibition more than once, and Jace felt like she wasn't telling the truth. He ended up following her, and discovered she was telling the truth. The shame of accusing her made him feel even more shitty.
He was pulled back into reality when he knew Clary wasn't coming back, and in her place was the high school slut. He hastily got up , panic surging through him.
"Jacey!" squeaked Kaelie. "What's wrong!" He ignored her, and saw the rings on the floor. Clary's rings. No, god no. He couldn't lose her, he needed her.
But deep inside, Jace knew this was it; he really had lost the one thing that made him whole. No matter how bad the idea was, he wanted to see her and talk her against getting a divorce.
And Jace knew exactly where Clary was.
He found himself standing in front of Luke Garroway's doorstep, his hoodie covering his face so the paparazzi couldn't find him. Jace knew that Luke never liked him, but accepted him only because of Clary.
Clary opened the door. Bingo. He found her.
"Clary!" he said, relief in his voice. "I knew I'd find you here. I-" He was interrupted with a harsh shove.
"What the fuck do you want Jace?" snarled Clary. "I'm trying to figure everything out if I want a divorce, ok? If I do file for one...don't worry about the property...take it all." His heart sunk, and the gravity of the situation made terrified him.
"Divorce?" he whispered. "Please, baby, please, don't do this. You can't do this, you're my world..I can't live without you."
"Well Jace," she sneered. "If I was your world, you would have treated me better. I thought you changed Jace. Apparently not. I need time to process this and to see if you're worth it."
Everything she said was like a punch to his gut. "What?" he said hoarsely. "Clary, please, PLEASE, we can do counseling, or something. Anything."
She gave him a cold look. "When I make a decision, I'll stop by." Clary slammed the door in his face, and Jace stumbled backwards.
The love of his life was very close to being done with him, and it was all his fault.
This time, he didn't know what he could do.
Clary slammed the door and took a deep breath, which was a poor attempt to calm herself down. Her mind went back to the events of yesterday, and she was still in shock at what happened.
Flashback to yesterday
When Jonathan opened the door, Clary was so shocked she didn't register him hugging her. When she finally came to her senses, she shoved him away and rubbed at her face.
"Clary," begged her brother. "I-I was looking for you and I wanted to tell you that-"
He never got the chance to finish, because Luke came to the door, and when he saw her condition, he looked worried. "Jonathan," he said in a dangerously calm voice. "I think it's time for you to go."
Jon looked at her desperately, and her anger took over. She slapped him hard, and she felt good because she knew he deserved it. "Did you really think I would listen to a single word that you had to say after all this time? We might be the same blood, but I will never see you as family."
He walked away wordlessly, and in those moments of anger, she forgot about Jace. And when she remembered, she started sobbing uncontrollably in Luke's arms. He took in inside, managed to calm her down, and gave her some coffee.
They discussed the situation and weighed the options. She knew what a divorce meant: it meant that she no longer wanted him...but in her heart, she wanted him more than anything.
But the Jace she loved and the current Jace were different, polar opposites even. The present Jace didn't care about her, and he seemed to be reverting into a man whore.
Her thoughts lingered on memories from the past: how their relationship started, how it grew into something truly beautiful.
It all came down to whether Clary wanted to ignore every wonderful moment she had with Jace and cut him out of her life...or give him another chance.
End of Flashback
She was shook out of her thoughts by the smell of coffee. "Clary?" called Luke. "Coffee's ready. Black, just how you like it." She went into the kitchen glumly, and took a deep breath.
"I think I know what my decision is Luke. I can't just cut him out, because he's been there for a long, long time. I didn't get married to him just to divorce eventually. I did it because I saw a future with him. I'll do the counseling, and if I'm not satisfied, I'm out."
Luke smiled at his daughter. (I'm not gonna say foster daughter, but y'all get it.) "Clare, your life is in your hands, and my job is to give you advice. You're incredibly mature and intelligent, and even though I never liked Jace..and I hate him right now, you're right. I think you should go over to your house and talk to him."
She nodded, and hugged him lightly, before grabbing a mug of coffee. "The faster I do this, the quicker we can work on the marriage. Love you dad."
And she was out the door within seconds.
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