Hey guys! So l recently re-read the last chapter of this story and let me tell you it was blech. I was having so much trouble figuring out how to upload it, I didn't even pay attention to all the spelling errors and how rushed it was. It was all in all, a rather sad chapter. So I give my deepest apologies and hope this chapter makes up for the last one. Thank you all for reading! Sincerely,
FanOfTheWrittenArt!*
DISCLAIMER- I DO NOT OWN THE MORTAL INSTRUMENT SERIES. I NEVER HAVE AND I NEVER WILL! Sadly...
Jace~*
Jace was back at the soup kitchen. Yes it still didn't feel entirely right to him, but he had made a few friends there and felt obligated to come back at least once more.
Steam had fogged the kitchen, making sweat bead on Jace's forehead, and his ears were ringing from the sound of metal pots and pans being clinked together. A lady bumped against him, in her hurry to get the pan she was holding to the oven and nearly made him burn his hand. It was lound, hot, cramped, and flat out miserable, but worth it all the same. The smiles and happiness on everyone faces were a testament to that.
"Jace!" Camille, a pretty lady with blonde hair, and who also ran the place came up to him. "Are those rolls almost ready? Dinner's in five."
He looked down at the pan of slightly crisp rolls in his hands, and silently nodded his head. Don't get him wrong, he had made a few friends here, but that still didn't mean he liked talking to people.
"Good," Camille smiled. "If those are ready, would you be a dear and start setting some of the food out on the tables for everyone?"
Jace nodded again, and shifted the rolls to one hand, picking up a large plate of corn in the other. Swiftly he walked out into the dinning area, and set the plates out nicely on a long table covered by a white cloth. Then just as quickly he brought more food out as well: platters of rolls, corn, pot roast, beans, potatoes, man 'n cheese, cobbler, pies, and a whole lot of other mouth watering dishes. It was one of the things he liked about this particular kitchen. They really tried hard to make these people a nice meal.
Once all the food was prepared and set out, Jace waited patiently behind a table to start dishing it out to everyone. It took all of five minutes for the once open space to be suddenly crowded by people.
Swarms of men and women a like filed in making Jace's heart throb slightly in his chest. The room was packed, and not one person here had enough money to get by, let alone feed themselves. All of them were in poverty. Some had large packs strapped to their backs and holes in their clothes, others had shopping carts with them. The ones that truly broke his heart though, were the ladies with young children. Big bright eyes looked up at you, while they're hands held up a plate for you to fill. It was enough to melt the steel mans heart.
Jace smiled the entire time, occasionally even sparking up a conversation with with a few people. Minutes ticked by, and the food started to diminish, many of the people had left. Jace was just about to start cleaning up when she came in.
Vibrant hair as red as a glowing ember, green eyes that sparkled like million dollar champagne, and a light dusting of freckles on her cheeks. Clary. The waitress he had met earlier at Taki's. She bustled into the room looking flustered, and pale.
Her eyes were focused on the floor so she didn't notice him. A little girl Jace new as Emma Carstairs ran up and wrapped her arms around Clary's waist. Clary smiled at the girl before hugging her and sending her back off toward her friend Julian. Jace was surprised. Emma was usually solitary towards most people besides Julian, he's had maybe three conversations with the girl, and here she was giving a hug to Clary.
When she approached, Jace spoke up to get her attention. "Hello, Clary. What can I get for you today?"
She looked up, her expression slightly confused. "I'm sorry. Do I know you?"
Jace's smirk faded a little before going back to normal. "Aw. You don't remember me? I was that wonderful gentleman you served at Taki's this morning. To think, I remembered your name and you have the audacity to forget mine."
Clary's lips turned up at the ends in a small smile. "Well I can't be blamed for that since I don't recall you telling me your name."
It dawned on him that she was right. Whoops. "Ah, so you do remember me. My name is Jace. And may I ask, what a lady like you are doing in this place?"
"Well even with an employee discount, food at Taki's is expensive, my pantry is empty, and my grocery money went towards having my car towed and repaired. So it looks like dinner will have to be found here until my next paycheck."
That made him frown a little."Well I'll admit, the food here is fabulous." Jace said, while filling her plate with pieces of turky, corn, and a roll.
"Then I should be delighted to be dining here until I'm back on my feet," She gave him a warm smile and excepted the plate from him. It didn't escape Jace's notice that her hands were shaking and were as pale as snow. "It was nice seeing you, Jace. Maybe we'll run into each other again sometime." Clary took her place to a table in the corner of the room and silently picked at her food.
She left not an hour later. Jace thought about what she said regarding running into each other again, he hoped they did.
Hey guys! I'm sorry. It's only the third chapter and I'm already apologizing for a late update. I've been sick for the past two weeks, and between school and activities I haven't had the time to write. I hope this update makes up for it! The last chapter in all honesty was sort of... well bad. It kept getting deleted, and finally I said to heck with quality and updated. Not my best idea. :) Hope you'll keep reading! Leave a comment if you can for quicker updates! Sincerely, FanOfTheWrittenArt