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Chapter 21: So Close, Yet So Far Away

Jace's Point of View

After Selena asked me to leave, I left, not knowing what else to say or do. I felt bad, truly. Worse than bad; words could never describe how I felt. I never meant for this to happen. What's worse is that not only did I hurt Clary in doing this, but Sel. Maybe this is my punishment for only seeing what I wanted to see.

Seeing everyone I know getting hurt by me.

Sel was still probably hiding in her room, not wanting to see me until the last possible second. I know I wouldn't want to see someone who used me at first, even if they did get over that.

After all, I wouldn't want to be a distraction to anyone.

Selena's Point of View

I was embarrassed of my breakdown, thus staying in my room until I had to leave. I didn't want to face anyone right now, not even Aden. I promised myself that I wasn't going to cry over Jace. I wasn't going to cry over a guy who broke my heart. I wasn't going to cry over someone who used me yet again.

Not that I should be complaining.

I set myself up for this. I always have. And always will. I guess I'll never see my knight in shining armor. It's always someone else's knight.

Even though I felt rejection before, it doesn't make the pain any less. I always tell myself that I won't fall for anyone and that no one would ever fall for me. Only the latter came true.

But that doesn't mean I was going to ruin Jace's chance for his maiden in need. If I told Aden and confirmed the fact that he is, in fact, still in love with her, then Jace was going to be screwed. It was Clary's choice in the matter, not Aden's. Despite what Jace might think, that I might sabotage his chances with her, I won't do that, even though Aden will just ruin it himself.

I loved him enough to do that for him.

Jace's Point of View

I studied my shoes, bored to death. Seriously, nothing was worth waiting forever for a girl to get ready. Women, I thought while rolling my eyes.

Scratch that. A pair of long legs in black heels came in my line of vision. I trailed my eyes up to see a tight black skirt ending mid-thigh, a black and white lacey top tucked into the skirt and full, pink lips. I forced myself to not to look higher, but no such luck.

My eyes connected to green eyes, framed by thick eyelashes, with black eye shadow, making them pop more than ever. The flaming red hair added more color to the picture, with a sprinkle of that color splashed across face.

I dragged my eyes away from her face, staring at the patch of wall near Clary instead. Yet, I couldn't help but to notice the flashy white and black bracelet that encircled her wrist, the twirling earring dangling from her ear and the black flower ring with white mixed in it adorning her slender finger.

This time, instead of trying to shove my thoughts away from Clary like I normally would have done in the past month, I embraced it. I couldn't understand how I ever let someone like her go. She carried herself like she didn't even know how beautiful she was. Still, I kept my eyes casted down, afraid that someone might catch me looking.

Someone like Izzy.

I could picture her now, a smirk playing on her lips, as if saying I told you so. Yet, the look in her eyes was probably a proud one, like I finally realized something I should have long ago. I looked up; coal black eyes in my line of vision. And she was just how I imagined she would look like.

Still smirking, the same look in her eyes but when she meet my eyes, her eyes soften as if saying that she was behind me no matter what. I was glad that she got over the whole break up but it was only now that I could see that she truly forgive me. After all, how could she forgive me for doing something so stupid and idiotic to Clary and me?

I scanned the room quickly, noticing that Clary was only standing a few feet away from me. So close, yet so far away. I was only standing a few feet away from her, but it felt like miles. If I stretched my arm out, she was in my grasp, but she was slippery, like a fish.

When she wasn't trapped in her own head, she was with Aden. And with Aden, she was unreachable, even more so than being in her head. This wasn't the first time I wish I could be in her head with her. What she thinks of me wouldn't hurt to know, would it?

I was shaken out of my thoughts when I saw a pair of red heels walked towards Selena's room. I felt dread creeping up on me, its icy fingers trailing down my back. What if she told everyone that we were through? What would people think? And more importantly, what was she going to tell Aden? If he knew that I broke up with her, he would pound me to pulp. If he knew that I still liked Clary, I was good as dead.

But then wouldn't have Aden done something by now? I wondered. Maybe, just maybe, Selena didn't tell Aden.

But why?

Selena's Point of View

"Selena, c'mon, time to go," Izzy said, opening the door to my room and talking gently. No doubt that she knew, even if Jace didn't tell her. I could tell from the knowing look in her eyes when she looked at Jace lately. Even Izzy was happy with Simon; even if he was a vampire, I could still tell that she loved him, even if she won't admit it to herself.

It's rather funny that I can always see other people's love, but never mine. I cleared my head, not wanting these foul thoughts dampening my mood. It would ruin my act of always being 'bubbly'. Really, I'm not. I was broken beyond repair too many times. Even Aden was clouded by my facade. I almost had myself convinced too.

At least I was happy most of the time, making others happy when I wasn't thinking.

I remember Aden being so upset after one of my last break up. I couldn't do that to him, it hurt me even more to see that I was hurting him, if that made sense.

"Okay, let's go," I said cheerfully, putting down the black eyeliner I had in my hand in case anyone came in to tell me that I was time to go.

I stuffed my feet in my heels, looking up again in the mirror to make sure I looked okay. I didn't want Aden noticing anything. The off the shoulder gray top that was baggy went down a forth of my thighs. Paired with gray heels and black leggings, it looked good.

"Wait," Izzy said, freezing her hand on the door. "You forgot your jewelry." Izzy feigned a surprised face; always overly dramatic.

"Right, how can I forget?" I quickly put on the black hoops and the long dangly black and silver necklace. I always had to wear my faithful silver color. At least this was one thing that can't ever leave me. Even Aden could leave me one day. And if he left, all that there will be is a hallow shell of a silver girl.

Ugh, don't think about it Selena, I told myself as we walked out the door. Don't think about anything. And that's what I did, as per usual.

Clary's Point of View

I couldn't help the shivers that went down my back from Jace looking at me like that. It reminded me of the night that I first went partying with them, wearing that short black dress that was in reality a shirt. I tried ignoring Jace but a part of my mind lingered over him, per usual.

He was wearing a black t-shirt with a black leather jacket over it, paired with dark blue jeans. Of course, he looked good in everything he worse, but the black on his skin made the gold stand out more. I refrained from sighing and stood near Aden but still my mind drifted towards Jace as if he was a magnet.

He's your past Clary, forget him, I told myself. And in the past I saved his life. How can I forget him? another voice argued back. I felt stunned. That was true, but he never asked me to. I did it myself. And at the time – and I still feel this way – I thought it was right.

Yeah, well, he broke up with me, I retorted. That shut the voice up efficiently, but my own thought stung. Even with Aden helping me pick up the pieces of my shattered heart, it was still fragile. It was never going to be the same ever again; it was never going to be whole again.

Suddenly, Izzy came back with Selena, who both looked gorgeous, per usual. Of course, leave it to Izzy to always make herself look a hundred times better than she had to. The black strapless tight dress showed off her curves in all the right places, the red heals, earrings and bracelets adding color to the outfit, looking amazing against all the dark color.

Her hair, which she normally left down, was tied up, still reaching all the way down her back in a curly mass, and a strand on each side was left out, framing her face. Simon's eyes were so going to pop out of his head tonight. Izzy must have been planning something if she was looking extra pretty today.

By the time we got into Pandemonium, I could already tell that something was up. Even though Selena and Jace were walking side by side, dancing together, Selena looked….sad for once. She looked like she was trying to not seem sad either but there was still something there, maybe the look in her eye that didn't match her happiness or the sound of her voice.

What was up? I thought, glancing over at them while I was dancing with Aden. Now that I studied Jace closer, even though I didn't want to – there was going to be hell to pay for later for that – even he looked a bit off. His smile didn't quite reach his eyes. It was funny how I still could read him like an open book. Could he still do the same?

"You okay?" Aden asked me over the roar of the music. I just nodded my head, trying to steer my head away from Jace but I couldn't. I felt like slamming my head against the wall. Why, why couldn't I just forget about him? It was so easy at first, my anger blinding my need for him. He was like a drug to me, even now.

And do you know why? the voice asked softly. That annoying voice that kept popping into my mind when I least wanted to. I didn't say anything to it – maybe then it would leave me along. Oh, by the Angel, I was already starting to sound crazy.

Because, the voice continued, you still love him. You never stopped. I stopped dancing, rooted to the spot. I couldn't see or hear anything but I was pretty sure Aden was going to think I was crazy. Seconds felt like eons and I felt like my head was spinning. The crowed club, the swaying bodies, the flashing light didn't help, making everything a neon blur.

"Clary!" a voice screamed in my ear and I finally realized that Aden was standing behind me, his arm wrapped around me, probably to keep me from falling. I twitched and Aden sighed in relief. "Are you okay?" he shouted over the music.

I knew I couldn't nod this time. I felt like my head was about to explode. "I'm fine now. I'll just go to the bathroom," I hollered at him, hoping he heard as I slipped away from him.

With my head pounding, I put all my weight against the door, causing it to open. I stumbled by regained my footing, and went inside.

Jace's Point of View

One minute I was dancing with Selena and the next minute I get a weird feeling in the pit of my stomach. I must've made a weird face because Selena looked at me with raised eyebrows. "It's nothing," I told her, surveying the dance floor. I saw Aden's hands encircled around Clary's waist and he was muttering something in her ear.

I felt worse than before and resisted the strong urge to march up to him and rip his filthy hands off her. But peering closer, I saw Clary's eyes flutter open and she twitched. She told him something and walked away, going to the bathroom. I continued watching her, wondering what just happened to her as she stumbled into the girls bathroom – literally.

Swiveling my head, I turned back to Selena, clenching my teeth. Selena only shouted, "Go!" whiling jerking her chin to Aden as she dashed somewhere. My hands curled into a fist and I approached Aden from the back. I spun him around from his shoulder.

"What the hell was that about?" I yelled at him. I really meant to yell at him since I was so angry but since it was so blasted loud in here it could've been just that I wanted to be heard.

Aden's eyes sharpened before relaxing. "I have no idea." Maybe he thought that I wasn't angry….hmm, at least it worked to my advantage. "Did you give her something to drink?" I demanded. If she's drunk…

"She had Sprite if that's what you're asking." I just nodded my head.

Clary's Point of View

I walked into the bathroom, checking each stall before staring at myself in the mirror. I wanted to see the signs of change in my face, but other than the makeup and looking better than usual, there was nothing different.

The Angel knows how badly I wanted to splash cold water over my face but I had no idea if this stuff was waterproof. Izzy would kill me if I ruined the makeup. I sighed and locked myself up in a stall, covering my face. I had never really listening to the voice, deeming it crazy but…

What it said, hit a nerve in me, whether I liked it or not. If I hit a nerve, obviously it meant something. Could it possibly be right? I shook my head. No, I can't like Jace. Not now, not ever. He obviously doesn't like me that way and what was the point liking someone who doesn't like you back and broke up with you?

And I was perfectly content with Aden.

Selena's Point of View

I tried not thinking whiling I walked through the crowd, searching. Of course, what I wanted never happened.

I knew that from experience.

My mind flickered back to Jace while we were dancing. Of course, I stuck with Jace, I had to if I didn't want Aden killing Jace, not that Aden would mind doing so. He was surprised but I guess he understood what I was doing, even if he didn't know exactly why.

Someone like him would never understand why.

Of course, his attention was still all over Clary. I swear he looked back so many times that I thought his head was going to be stuck in the position. "Izzy!" I called out, a few feet away from her. She was dancing with Simon at the edge of the dance floor and it looked like any moment now she would drag him off the floor and into a corner. Not that he looked like he minded.

Bless Isabelle's soul, she heard me. She looked up, curiosity burning in her dark eyes. She knew that I would never interrupt her little moment unless it was something important. I just mouthed the words Clary and bathroom. Izzy nodded and raced towards the bathroom.

Simon turned to look at me, arching an eyebrow in my direction. "Clary wanted to talk to Izzy in private for a moment," I told him, lying smoothly. Of course I could lie, I definitely had the experience. Clary can tell him if she wanted to, that was her choice, but I'm going to stick with the safe side. Plus, I didn't really know what happened to her anyway. So I wasn't exactly lying. I hate lying more than I have to, which is weird since lie a lot.

"Oh, cool. I don't think I've officially introduced myself to you. Simon." He stuck his hand out towards me and I shook it.

"Selena," I told him. "You don't seem that mad that I just killed your moment."

"Yeah, well, Clary wouldn't call for Izzy unless it was something important." I swallowed. I wasn't sure if it was important but all I remembered was that Jace was really distraught over Clary, so I had to do something.

"Yeah," I mumbled, sure he could hear it with his vampire hearing. We just stood there, not dancing, not talking. It wasn't downright awkward but it wasn't comfortable either.

"So you and Jace huh?" Okay, that hit a nerve. What is up with people hurting me at my lowest?

"So you and Izzy huh?" I mocked him, not wanting to tell the truth. Or lie to him. He seemed like a nice boy. He held up his hands, palm facing me.

"Touché," he said, a smile playing on his lips. I studied his palms, faint, silvery criss-crosses imprinted on his skin. Did he…did he get burned? Simon noticed me studying my palms and guessed my thoughts.

"Locked up in a cell in the Glass City. Seal of Solomon," he told me bluntly.

"Oh," was all I could say. "Ouch." I tried not thinking exactly how much that would hurt.

Isabelle's Point of View

I raced towards the bathroom, wondering why in the world Clary was there. I gingerly opened the door to the bathroom that wasn't exactly the world's cleanest bathroom. With a quick glance I knew that Clary was probably in the stalls.

Oh shit, I thought, if Aden gave her too much to drink….I knew I should have said something when I realized that he was drinking beer. He was even drinking the first time we saw him for the Angel's sake! I kicked at each door until I found one that wouldn't budge.

"Clary," I said, knocking on the door, "it's me, Izzy. Open up." She opened the door a moment later, looking a bit shaken but otherwise fine.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah, fine, why wouldn't I be?" She looked up at me with innocent green eyes. Too innocent.

"Clary," I said, my voice stopping her from moving, "I know you're lying. I know you too well. What happened?"

"I don't feel that well. I think I need to sleep it off." Clary did look tired now that I think about it. I squinted my eyes at her but let it slide.

For now.

Clary's Point of View

I locked myself in the bathroom thinking. It was like the sappy picking the petals off a flower, saying he loves me, he loves me not. Only difference was that I was debated if I liked him. As crazy as it sounded, I couldn't help but think about it.

Maybe it was just that he was a big part of my life, the person who brought me into the Shadow World. Or maybe I was missing him; I just never admit it to myself. My own subconscious mind might have known before me. Jace wasn't exactly the guy you threw out of your life that easily.

But he did throw me out of his life.

And that's when I heard the knocking on my stall. I was so preoccupied in my thoughts that I didn't even hear the door open.

"Clary," a voice said, knocking on the door, "it's me, Izzy. Open up." I hesitated before opening the door, hoping that I wasn't looked as mixed up as I was feeling.

"Are you okay?" Izzy asked me concern. Shoot…so I didn't look normal.

"Yeah, fine, why wouldn't I be?" I lied, looking up at her.

"Clary," Izzy said, her voice stopped me from moving, "I know you're lying. I know you too well. What happened?"

"I don't feel that well. I think I need to sleep it off," I lied yet again. Actually, I did feel tired. Rest would probably be a good idea before I deal with this again. She squinted at me but said nothing. Phew, that was close.

"Let's go find the others and leave then," Izzy said after a while, already moving as her words were spoken.

Simon's Point of View

Selena seemed like a nice person and she was pretty too. She reminded me a bit of Clary – usually pretty people weren't as nice as both of them. But something about Selena put me at the edge, as if she has a dark secret. Something about her was off; I just didn't know it yet. Even Aden seemed oblivious to it. Perhaps it was just how she was, with an aura of mysterious. But even with the short time of knowing her, she didn't really strike me as a mysterious person.

Maybe I was just being paranoid. Despite resenting Jace at first, I really thought that they would be together forever as cheesy as it sounds. He even kept her happy. Aden seemed to be doing the same but it was Clary that had something off about her. She didn't look like she was always totally with him, getting a glassy look sometimes or just trapped in her own head. With Jace, he always had her full attention, like a month to a light.

Right now, Selena and I have just stopped talking, after wondering about my palms. It was almost impossible to see and most people didn't even notice it. It was not unlike the silvery lines leftover from runes. Again, the similar personality between Clary and Selena struck him again, how they both were relatively comfortable in silence. And now that he thought about it, Aden was also like Jace.

This could just be a coincidence, or it could have meant something. He didn't get time to ponder more about it when Jace came up behind Selena. I wasn't that mad at Jace anymore, but I still had the image of Clary crying burned into my brain. That was something I was never going to forget and Jace was going to have to work hard to be completely forgiven about that.

Jace placed his hands on Selena's shoulders from the behind, and leaned in to whisper in her ear. Normally, I would have been able to hear it with my vampire hearing but with the blasted music being so loud that it hurt my ears, I couldn't hear. At least the Shadowhunters didn't have the extent of his hearing or else they would have been driven mad.

Actually, seeing Jace driven mad would be quite amusing.

Jace's Point of View

"Did Izzy go to check on Clary?" I whispered in her ear.

"Yeah, she should be back soon," I told him. He nodded and stepped slightly away from me. We all just stood there, not saying anything to each other for a minute.

Simon cleared his throat, and gazed at me for a second but I couldn't read anything in his dark eyes except humor, like remembering a joke.

A girl came in my line of vision and starting approaching us. Really? I thought. It already looked like I was with another girl, why would anyone approach me now? Then I glanced at Simon, who was standing alone. Simon? I thought, my eyebrows reaching my hairline. That was funny; I still see him as the dorky mundie.

She was beautiful, with midnight black hair, and blazing emerald eyes. She was wearing a green dress that matched her eyes that was tight and strapless. There were black swirling designs on it, playing out her black hair. Her dress was matched with black jewelry and heels with a shiny black clutch.

Finally, she was standing right in front of me. She peered at something before she opened her mouth to talk. "Selena! Is that you?" the black haired girl exclaimed, throwing her arms around Sel. What? I thought, my mind not really processing the events that just unfolded. Who was she? And was she a Shadowhunter?

"Mara, is this really you?" Selena asked, tearing springing in her eyes as she clutched the girl.

"In the flesh," Mara grinned as Selena wiped away the tears of happiness. She seemed strangely familiar, those bright green eyes. Even her name, Mara. It struck a bell in my head, but I couldn't quite place it. I shook my head, I was just being paranoid. And green eyes remind me of Clary, duh, I told myself.

"Uh, excuse me for a second; I just need to talk to Selena for a second." Mara nodded and I pulled Selena a few steps away from the girl.

"Who is she? How do you know her? Is she even a Shadowhunter?" I asked.

"She's my friend who I met as I was traveling. She traveled with me for a while too. I didn't know that she was back in NYC for a while. And yes, she's a Shadowhunter."

"Oh, okay. Wait, were does she really live then?" I asked, wondering about this Shadowhunter that I never meet before. I didn't even meet Aden and Selena went they came a few years back.

"She lives with her father in California. Any more questions?" Her tone took on of annoyance. Even I was starting to wonder why I was asking so many questions about her. For some reason, I just did. There was something about her that made me want to ask questions. I didn't like her like that but there was something…

"Yes, why didn't see tell the Clave that she was here?"

"I don't know, I don't think you have to if you aren't staying that long. Do I look like I know everything about her to you?" Again, her voice had a tinge of irritation in it.

"Yes," I answered jokingly. She shot me a look and walked back to Mara.

"Mara, that's your name right?" I asked, trying to seem nonchalant. Again, Selena shot me a look. I gave her one back, asking her: What?

"Yes," Mara said slowly, probably wondering where this was going.

"Did you know that you name means bitter in Hebrew?"

She blinked. After a second she spoke, "No, I didn't. I don't think my parents would name me bitter. It's just a name and I'm not even Jewish."

I was going to speak before Izzy and Clary appeared before me, apparently not taking in Mara just yet. "Clary's really tired, can we go home now?" Then her eyes focused on Mara before glancing at me and Selena. "Who's this?"

"This is Mara, my friend," Selena answered.

"Oh…is she, you know?" Izzy asked.

"Yes I'm a Shadowhunter," Mara answered. Iz just nodded her head, indicating that she heard.

"And if your friends are tired," Mara glanced at Selena quickly, "then you guys can crash at my apartment. I have two rooms – one for the boys and one for the girls – and live like five minutes away, walking. I was just about to leave when I saw Silver's familiar head." She smiled at the end, looking fondly at her friend.

"I don't think –" I started to say but I was cut off by someone.

"Mara! Is that you?" Aden asked, hugging her.

"No, I'm in alien trying to take over the world," Mara replied, rolling her eyes. I titled my head to the side, wonderingly. She was really good natured, seemed like a nice person. Maybe we could….

"Great," Aden replied sarcastically. "Clary, how are you feeling?"

"Tired," admitted Clary, who looked like she was leaning against Izzy a bit.

"Like I said before, you guys can crash at our place. We have a lot of catch up on anyways." Selena and Aden looked at all of us with a pleading look.

"Clary is tired…" Aden started hopefully.

I glanced at Izzy and she nodded her head. I dialed a number and the phone rang three times before someone picked up. "Hey Maryse, can we crash at our friend's place?"

"Jace…" Her tone suggested that she didn't like the idea, not with a friend she didn't know.

"Come on, you let Alec over at Magnus's all the time," I informed her, trying to guilt trip her.

"Please?" I added for a good measure.

"Fine," Maryse sighed, giving up easily. "But I want to call in the morning. Okay?"

"Thank you! I will, thanks Maryse."

"You're welcome Jace. Bye Jace." And the phone clicked, before I had time to say bye to her. Right, it was late at night…I'm so smart sometimes.

"Okay, let's go!"

"Wait, make sure you have everyone," Mara cautioned.

"Right. Okay, me – who can forget me? – Clary, Aden, Selena, Simon, Izzy and you. We're good."

"Wait," Aden said, stopping us from moving. "Alec didn't come with us, right?"

"No….why?" My eyebrows furrowed together. "He's at Magnus's, I think."

"Oh, okay."

Mara opened the door, revealing a really spacious living room. "Nice," I commented, nodding my head in approval. Everything in here was modern, with a big flat screen TV on the wall, with leather couches near it, and a shiny black coffee table. The same went with what I could see of her kitchen. All black, sleek and new.

"Thanks," Mara said, pocketing her keys. I looked at her again, not being able to shake of the feeling that I knew her somehow. Maybe I saw her before when she came in NYC but didn't really recognize her.

"I'm sorry, but did we meet before today?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. She stopped walking; her heels stopped clacking against the marble floor.

She turned around to face me, a perfect black eyebrow arched up. "Excuse me?"

"Have we meet before?" I repeated slowly, making sure she understood each word.

"No need to act like you're talking to a three year old. I just didn't hear you. And no, I don't believe so," she answered, walking again. The nagging feeling still stuck to me like it was peanut butter and I was jelly. Perhaps I got a glimpse her in the club. Yeah, that was probably it. I probably couldn't forget someone like looked a lot like Izzy except with green eyes.

"So…" Izzy started as we all moved unconsciously to the middle of the big room, so that we wouldn't all be squished at the doorway, "we are we all going to sleep? Clary's about to pass out any second now."

With Selena and Aden flanking her on either side, her lips pulled back in a smile and she nodded her head slightly. Adrenaline pulsed through my body for some reason, even though there was no danger. The hell? I thought, wondering what the heck was wrong with me body.

"You guys will all sleep just fine," Mara said, her smile was turning cruel as she drawled out the word just, making it have three syllables. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she reached into her pocket and took out what looked like a really small remote control with a bunch of buttons on it.

Some was wrong.

Very very wrong.

No wonder adrenalin was coursing through my body. The second my mind registered what she was going to do, she pushed the button. I realized a moment too late. Suddenly, what had looked like a big chandelier, opened up and it looked like a metal cage.

And then it dropped.

It surrounded us, reaching above from where I could even stretch my hands.

We were trapped.

What was this? I gripped the bars that made me feel like I was in prison, glaring angrily at the three of them. "Who the fuck do you think you are?" I snarled, trying to bend the metal. It wouldn't budge. Simon – who is stronger than me – realized what I was thinking, gripped the bars too before pulling back, screaming. Smoke rose up from his hands and Simon looked like he was going to kill someone.

"Simon!" Clary screamed. "Are you okay?"

"You bitch," Simon snarled. "Really, the Seal of Solomon? Let me out so I can bite your head off!" The smoke stopped rising, but Simon's hands were still bleeding red and looked like it hurt. Hopefully, his vampire healing would kick in soon. "And Selena," he said, whipping his head to look at her, "said ouch after you saw my palms. Ouch doesn't even cover it."

"Jace, really, you don't recognize me? I thought I made a last impression," Mara said as she walked in front of the cage, titling her head to the side, ignoring Simon. Selena just stared ahead, not saying anything but her eyes had glinted.

"No," I snarled at her, just when it clicked. No wonder the names sounded so similar. No wonder the green eyes sparked something in me. No, it wasn't Clary's green eyes that I was remembering.

No.

It was Samara's.

"And the light bulb goes off in your head," Mara – Samara – said, twirling the weird contraption in her hands.

"Selena, Aden, you're with Samara?" my voice thundered, echoing off the walls.

"I knew you could do it. Nighty night," Selena smiled, a dimple popping up on her right cheek. If it was at any other time and any other situation, I would have thought it was cute. Now, I just thought that I finished off her evil ass smile.

And then gas starting pouring out, clogging my throat. I couldn't breathe. It tastes disgusting. The floor rushed to my face as I felt my body fall with a loud thud. I was still chocking, but I searched. I had to see her one last time…

Red and green swirled in my vision, making together. The last thought that registered my mind was: I don't remember it being Christmas.

And then I blanked out.

I was going to end this two times but I decided not to. The first one was when it said 'we were trapped'. The second one was going to be when Jace realized that it was Samara. Hehe :) But I think this cliffy is even better than the other two *smiles evilly*

Anyways, I finally did a Selena's POV! I don't think I've done that before…but if I did, then I haven't done it in a while! Sorry about changing the point of views so much it had to be done, so I hope that it wasn't confusing or anything.

Also, now you finally realized why I hated people not liking Selena. The truth of how she feels finally came out! Well, before she deceived them of course. Instead of being like Jace (or like Will if you read ID) she pretends to be happy for Aden's sake.

And this was so long! Lucky you guys…took me forever to write. Not to mention that I haven't been feeling well , right, secret word! It's wedding since I'm going to a wedding today! And goal: 162 please. Last time we didn't reach the goal, so it would mean a lot to me if you guys did this time.

Check out my side project (that isn't going to be nearly as long as this) is call Just a Dream. And check out my new one-shot called Things Left Unsaid.

~Icyfirelove3

P.S. P.S. Check out the stories I beta for! All of Bookninja15's stories (too many to list out but a lot of MI ones), CoolxNerd's You Should Have Stayed and MollyGM's City of Bones Jace POV! All awesome writers :D

P.P.S. AH HA! Kept up the 3 day update! Well, it's gonna be broken the latest when I go on vacation, but at least I kept it up so far. WIN!

***Reminder: This is set AFTER City of Glass and BEFORE City of Fallen Angels. And don't forget to review please! Check out my blog too (banners and stuff)– icyfirelove3 DOT blogspot DOT com =) And the drawing of Lily Collins and Alex Pettyfer is up!