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Last Chapter before the Epilogue *sigh*

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AFTER THE BREAK-UP, CLARY COULDN'T HELP BUT MULL OVER ALL THE THINGS SHE SHOULD HAVE SAID. How much it hurt her to do this, why she was doing it, how much she loved him and how much she wanted to stay. Clary knew, why she had done it but she still could not believe that she had, though now that she was no longer a teacher at AHS, there was nothing to worry about, she could now be free and be with Jace, which is something he hadn't planned on and something Clary had repressed so the break up would seem real.

She felt beyond terrible that she had to break up with him and not inform him of what she was about to do, but had he known, it would not have worked he would have seen that it was all an act and she and Jace could never be.

Clary pulled up at Jace's house in her white Suzuki Swift. She was vibrating with excitement, the prospect of seeing Jace again, and having him smile as she told him that they could be together, hoping he would finally see why she had to do everything she had done.

"Well, you aren't going to find that out if you keep sitting in here are you?" She asked herself rhetorically. Clary opened her door and stepped out, looking at the door that held her love. She wanted to run to it. Instead she walked and knocked, hearing the sound revibrate, she hoped he was the one the answer.

But, his grandmother, Imogen, answered. Clary heard the sounds of a piano playing.

The older woman looked at her, calculating, and then spoke.

"You have hurt him enough," She was about to shut the door when Clary stopped her.

"Let me fix it, he has to know." Something in Clary's expression must have spoken volumes as the older woman let her through with a look that said her next sentence.

"Hurt him this time, and never again will I tolerate your presence." And then added. "In the music room."

Clary rushed up the stairs, following the sounds of the piano, following the sounds of Jace. She stopped in front of the door, pushing it, so it was slightly ajar and watched him play.

She was shocked at what she saw. Shocked and heartbroken.

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Jace sat in the music room, his fingers in the keys of the piano.

Clary was gone, he kept repeating the thought to himself, trying to make it stick so he could work on his music final, but it never did.

Why did she leave? They could've made it work...

It was only two days ago that she had broken it off, and today was the day she would be leaving. Jace knew that as soon as tomorrow came, that hole in his chest would only expand; the only one to fill it was Clary.

It's over!

She was never coming back, she made that quite clear.

Jace thought on his song some more and then something clicked, he didn't have to write a sappy love song, he could write something that would help him move on. He tried to pick out words in his head as his fingers moved across the keys of their own accord.

"Every night I remember that event, the way you looked when you said you were leaving, the way you cried as you turned to walk away."

Jace nodded his approval of the lyrics that washed over him. Downstairs he heard his grandmother open the door.

Someone must be selling something

"The cruel words and the false accusations, the mean looks and the same old frustrations, I never thought that we'd throw it all away, but we threw it all away."

Jace heard footsteps climbing up the stairs, but it would just be his grandmother, cleaning something.

Though as he continued to play his song, he had the distinct feeling of being watched, and when he turned, after finishing, there was no one there but he heard the definite sounds of the front door slamming shut.

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Every word drummed into Clary, like a final blow to her heart. Angel, how could she be so stupid?

"Every night I remember that event
The way you looked when you said you were leaving
The way you cried as you turned to walk away
The cruel words and the false accusations
The mean looks and the same old frustrations
I never thought that we'd throw it all away
But we threw it all away.

y. And I'm a little bit lost without you
And I'm a bloody big mess inside
And I'm a little bit lost without you
This ain't a love song this is goodbye
This ain't a love song this is goodbye

I've been lost, I've been losing
I've been tired, I'm all hurt and confusion
I've been mad, I'm the kind of man that I'm not
I'm going down, I'll be coming back fighting
I may be scared and a little bit frightened
But I'll be back, I'll be coming back to life
I'll be coming back to life

And I'm a little bit lost without you
And I'm a bloody big mess inside
And I'm a little bit lost without you
This ain't a love song this is goodbye
This ain't a love song this is goodbye

And you can try
And you can try but you'll never keep me down
And you can try
And you can try but you'll never keep me down

I won't be lost, I won't be down

And I'm a little bit lost without you
And I'm a bloody big mess inside
This ain't a love song this is goodbye

It's alright cause you can try but you'll never keep me down
It's alright I may be lost but you'll never keep me down
You can try but you'll never keep me down
You can't try I know I'm lost but I'm waiting to be found
you'll never keep me down
you'll never keep me down
never keep me down."

She had been so stupid, assuming he would welcome her back with open arms, after all she had done, no matter that she did it to try and make them a couple.

The backs of Clary's eyes stung with unshed tears. She saw Jace tense, and turn, before he could see her, she ran, down the stairs, past Imogen in the sitting room and out the door, slamming it behind her as if she were slamming away all memories of those who dwelled inside.

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Clary arrived at the airport, her suitcase in hand. Simone had been the one to drive her, and he was here now, his arms outstretched.

Clary ran into them, holding onto Simon as if he were a lifeline. Since they were five they had been a team, and now was the first time they would be separated for an immense amount of time. So many things to say, but not all of them could be voiced.

Simon pulled back, looking at Clary with glassy eyes.

"Well Kiddo, this is it." He said, trying not to shed his tears. There was a wet patch on his shirt from Clary's.

"I'm going to miss you so much Simon, I never thought we would ever part."

"We'll meet again, someday." He smiled as did Clary; he pulled her to him, kissing her forehead. "You take care." A tear trickled down his cheek.

"You too, love ya Si."

"Love ya too Clary."

Then he got into his car and pulled off the kerb and drove off, Clary left watching.

Clary and Raphael met up at the airport, their intent clear. Leave and never come back.

"Well, I guess this is it, anything you want to say?" He asked his eyes round and sad.

"Thank you," Clary responded, wrapping him in a hug. "And good luck, I have faith in you." She added as she pulled back. Raphael smiled.

"I will miss you Clary." He said, kissing her cheek and then heading off in the direction of the flight that would take him to New York.

"Goodbye Raphael." Clary said softly, him being too far to hear her. Clary looked out of the large windows inside the airport and put her hand against the glass, tears beginning to form but not having a chance to fall as she forced them back.

"Good bye Jace," And then, Clary headed in the direction of her flight, one that would take her away from the one she didn't want to leave.

Oh no, it happened she left.

Well, only an epilogue left now, and yes it will be something years later, sorry. It must be done.

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