Clary gasped. She remembered that she had put foundation on every injury, so her cuts were covered. She sighed of relief. The populars blushed in embarrassment. Clary could hear them whispering but couldn't hear what they were saying. She heard something about makeup. When Clary heard that, her mind suddenly went blank. She was afraid they would find out.

She had put powder on her face so the foundation wouldn't come off during gym class, but she forgot to put it on the back of her neck. She put her hair up in a bun for gym class, thinking that she had put powder on it. By the end of class there was a noticeable bruise on the back of her neck.

As she walked out of the gym, Jace was behind her. She took down her hair but he saw it. He saw the bruise. Jace gasped quietly. He wasn't such a jerk now. He knew the difference between a bruise by accident, and a bruise by purpose.

Luckily Jace and Clary didn't have 3rd period together. Clary had 3rd period with Simon. They sat together, and Clary told him about the locker, except for the fact they saw the drawing of her cutting. If she told Simon she knew he would start to ask a bunch of questions. As close as they were, Clary still never told him about the abuse and self harm.

Last period came, but Clary and Jace had the same class. Jace had left a note on Clary's desk.

I saw your bruise. I can tell the difference between a bruise by accident and one by purpose and I can tell that was by purpose. Please tell me what's going on. I won't tell anyone.
- Jace

As Clary got to class, she read the note.

'How did he see? Did my foundation come off?' Clary thought. She wasn't going to tell Jace. 'No way in hell Jace is knowing my story! He is probably just acting nice to get a story then telling everyone at school my story.' Clary sighed. You could see the sadness on her face.

Jace started to feel bad about all these years bullying her. 'Why does she have a bruise that's not by accident?' Jace thought. 'I will find out what's going on. Wait. Jace you are such an idiot she's never going to tell you after all these years'

The rest of the class went by slow. Clary was letting anxiety take over her. Jace, the sketchbook, her cuts, and going home to her father after not waking him up this morning.

Finally the bell rang. When Clary got to her locker to get her homework, Jace was there.

"Look before you leave please let me tell you this now. I'm starting to feel bad after all these years. I don't know why you have that bruise but I want to know why. I don't want you hurt anymore, seeing how badly I have bullied you." Jace's voice sounded upset. That didn't sound like him at all.

"Do you really expect me to trust you? After all these years? I'm sorry but I really think you are playing nice so you can tell everyone at school about me. If you are being serious, then you might as well not try. I'm not going to trust you." Clary didn't look at Jace. She just got her stuff and left. She ran home crying. She didn't know if he would tell anyone about it, or if he was being legit. She opened the door, and there stood her father.

"WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU THIS MORNING." Valentine yelled, slapping Clary.

Clary let out a soft cry. "I had to go to school early today. I'm sorry father."

"HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I FUCKING TOLD YOU?! SORRY MEANS NOTHING" and there it was. Another punch, kick, slap, and pull to the hair.

Jace was walking a different way home today. He didn't walk with friends or anything today. He wanted to be alone. But then he saw Clary walking into her house. As he passed her house, he heard yelling, and sounds that sounded like punches and cries.

Jace is finally opening up! There will be Clace in future chapters, but Clary just needs to trust Jace first so that'll maybe be in a few chapters, depends how long they are. Thanks for reading!