Jace looked himself in the bathroom mirror; he still looked the same. The same golden blond hair, the same golden brown eyes, and the same golden skin tone. He was still his own golden self, nothing had changed, well okay maybe his eyes had a more mature look, and his face looked…not old, just more mature? Yeah that was it, he looked like he had seen and experienced a lot.
Except he had never seen or experienced anything like the things that he was going through now. But maybe that was a part of life, experiencing something that you had never done before and never hoped to do. And this thing with Clary, it was new and he had always hoped that it wouldn't happen, actually he had never thought it would and now it was there.
He looked into his own eyes; he wouldn't say that they looked sad or broken, maybe disappointed or stressed. Yeah, stressed; that was the word or feeling he was looking for. He felt tired and stressed, like if he had to do this for much longer he would fall apart.
He sighed and bent his head, he needed a good night's sleep and to get laid. Actually he just needed the latter.
It had been six weeks since last time, and Jace was married for god's sake, he thought that when the ring was put on the finger it would mean sex for the rest of his life. That would mean he never needed to go out to a bar and hook up with some random chick, but that he would have someone waiting for him at home in his bed.
Clary of course was at home and in the bed, but not the way he had imagined or at least not the last six weeks. Before that she had waited, just like he imagined.
Of course there was always his good buddy Mr. Left Hand, but come on he was married, he didn't need that and he was not going to need it, not as long as there was a woman in his bed with his last name.
He looked up and took a deep breath. Life had always been good to him, he had had the best grades, the best looks and everything always just came. Never had he had anything going against him. But now the only person in his world was suddenly not on his side. He hated it and the worst thing was that he had no idea how it had started. It was like suddenly out of the blue, Clary had withdrawn herself from him!
But maybe bad things were supposed to happen to everybody. Maybe this was some kind of cosmic law-a law that said that to every person some bad and some good things were supposed to happen, and maybe this was his bad thing; that his wife didn't want him any longer…. No, that would be wrong. He was Jace Herondale, of course his wife wanted him! And he wanted her so, so much.