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The wind pushed against the golden strands on his head as he gazed with uncertainly at the situation in front of him. Once he had accepted Clary's request to meet her mother, she'd leaped to her feet and took his hand, racing in the opposite direction of town and down the muddy path to the back of her yard. The sun was still in the sky dancing amongst the blue clouds as Jace dusted his sweaty palms on the fabric of his jeans.

Clary smiled at him as she brought a hand forward as if to introduce them but didn't say a word. As if her voice was lost into the soft wind; pushing her hair around her head in a manner that made Jace want to catch each strand. They stood in silence as they looked onward.

"She and my father were driving to the hospital." Clary said as she stared downward; her eyes glossed over like they always did when she talked of her past. "It was late and they'd been driving back and forth all week. The road was dark, icy, and the snow was falling in buckets." Her voice seemed incredibly soft against the wind; like the words would simply fly away before they reached Jace's ear as he stepped closer to her. "My dad had fallen asleep behind the wheel and they swerved off the road." A forlorn look crossed Clary's face; if Jace was insane he would have said that look she had made seemed a lot like guilt. "The police said that the car flipped 6 times."

Jace felt a large gust of air leave his chest as he looked at her; her voice never shook but her eyes sang of their grief. Her mouth never quivered but her body trembled from the strain of her sadness. And Jace, not knowing what else to do, hooked his arm around Clary's shoulders and pulled her toward him.

He was surprised when she collapsed in his arms; her face shoved deeply into his chest and her hands clenching his t-shirt. He tried not to think of how her whole body laid against his own; how they were chest to chest and wrapped around each other.

"She would have really liked you." Clary said as she turned her head to look down at the tombstone that gleamed like a gem under the raised sun.

Jace made a snort as he let the disgust for himself settle in his stomach. "Yeah? How could she?" His arms tightened around her as if the truth would make her flee. "I'm making you keep our friendship a secret so that no one will find out and turn their backs on me." He shook his head. "How could your mother have possibly liked me at all?"

There was a silence that seemed to stretch between them as Clary never loosened her hold. It was as if she was thinking over everything he said and was making her own opinion on it. There was nothing forced about the way she answered him as she leaned back in his arms until they broke from around her.

"Because you stopped that day in the rain." That was all she said as she smiled up at him.

"What has that got to do with anything?"

"Not a lot of people would've stopped but you did." Her green eyes shined as if they were so certain that the fact of her reasoning was concrete. "There's something about you, Jonathon Christopher Herondale." She said with a light voice and a soft smile upon her plump, pink lips. "Something special. You're going to change this whole town. I just know it."


Clary's words kept spinning around my head that night. As they twisted and stretched in my mind; the seed Jordan had planted those weeks earlier was starting to spurt. Clary saw something in me; something I was certain didn't truly exist. But there was something in the gleam of her eyes; of the twinkle in her smile and the certainty of which she spoke that made me feel a small fleeting of something foreign. It wouldn't be until 2 hours later of staring at the cracks in my ceiling that I could finally recognize the feeling in my chest that swelled with each breath.

It was hope.

But to be the man Clary saw me as I had to change.

And change I would.


Another filler chapter. Sorry everyone but roll with me here. Hold tight and get ready for the drama of the next chapter.

And I know it's really short but I LOVE YOU!

Did that make you feel a little better? No? Dang.

Well, I hope to update soon. A lot will be happening in the next chapter so be ready! Jace will have to decide who he wants to be and that's never easy. No teenager should have to make a decision like that so soon but sometime's life isn't fair and Jace is coming to realize that is exactly the case.

You know I love you all and I hope you stay with this story. It's my favorite one I've written so far and I've got the plot to be just how I want it; so it should be easy sailing from here.

So long until next time, my darlings!

-Whisper

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