Disclaimer: I don't own Simon or Weathered by Creed. Though the both equally rock! Hehe

SPOV(FINALLY!!!)

I sighed heavily, my throat burning just a bit. I was still thirsty despite the two bottles of…blood… I had. I couldn't just accept the vampire factor of my life yet. It was so strange, so wrong.

But the fact that I could see so impeccably good in my room even with my lights off, three blankets over the windows blocking all city lights, was an obvious statement of my vampireness.

I wished life could back to normal. The normal where I would be hanging out with Clary at her apartment while she laughed at something stupid I said instead of pretending I sick.

I wish I never said yes to go to Pandemonium that night. I should have put my foot down, suggested a movie or something else. Anything else. I would be human, able to stand in the sunshine instead of dream of it and dream of Clary being mine rightfully.

There would be no Jace either. No blonde headed prince darkling to woo her away from me. She never showed romantically interest in me but at least she didn't show any to anyone else.

Then he came along, the snake with golden eyes and a charming voice. All big, bad and buff, he marched in and stole my damsel in distress. I wished he would just disappear already.

Isabelle and Alec would be happy, not fretting about Jace and his twisted love with Clary. I wouldn't be worrying about their twisted love for…I couldn't even think the word. Ha! For DOG's sake. Yeah, that's better. Tricking the system.

I wouldn't be feeling so alone right now if I had just said no.

I'm falling apart here. I'm getting stabbed over and over again, the sunlight burning me. Mentally of course. I'm just not healing.

I could smell the sun rising. I wanted so bad to look but I can't. I'll be dust and ash, making my floor covered in soot. Mom would be pissed.

Mom…Clary…maybe Raphael was right. Maybe I'm clinging too much to humanity. I'm a monster now; I might as well accept it, shouldn't I? Maybe I should leave New York…go live in…Japan or something. Something far away where I could stop clinging to life so tight.

Oh you coward! You're just going to run away? From all that keeps you sane? Ha. Yeah, right. I'd like to see you try.

I couldn't leave Clary, it just wouldn't work. I'll just stand here and let the wind weather me down like the cliffs on the oceans. Yeah, that's what I'll do. If I leave, Jace will win. In some way, shape or form, the bastard will win. And I can't have that.

A/N: Oh, I had some fun writing as Simon for the first time! This was just basically random thoughts of his…and mine just twisted into Simon form :D