Jace didn't know what to do. He realized that he and his "group" weren't the only ones hurting her. He heard yelling.

"CLARY YOU ARE A WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!" Valentine yelled. "YOU ARE SUCH A DISAPPOINTMENT TO YOUR OWN FATHER."

Clary felt tears stream down her face. She ran upstairs once he was done with her. Jace heard everything. He was worried. He was regretting bullying her really badly.

'Why did I ever bully her? I don't even have a reason for doing it!' Jace thought.

Clary cried in her bedroom, seeing her bruises. She got another razor. Looking in the mirror, her body was full of injuries. She would never be able to go out just in shorts and a tee shirt. She can't even wear a tee shirt because of her cuts. She cut her left wrist.

Jace could see the outline of Clary through her window. Her curtains were closed, but it was bright out so you could see her.

'She's...cutting... Oh my god. What I said about her cutting. Jace you are a fucking jerk.'

Jace sighed and walked home. He didn't tell anybody. Not even his siblings. Isabelle gossiped alot. He couldn't trust her with secrets. He went back outside and walked around.

Clary couldn't do this anymore. She couldn't stand her father anymore. She could cope with the people at school, but not with her father. Clary did it. She climbed out of her window. She ran. She ran to the nearest train tracks.

I'm going to do Clary's POV for this part because its just easier to describe her thoughts at a time like this. Enjoy :)

I ran as fast as I could. If I died, I won't have to see my father anymore, and the populars. I could be with my mother. Flash backs came back into my mind.

'Please don't do this to yourself.' I started to tear up.

When I was running, I saw Jace. I tried to avoid him, but he saw me. This can't be good.

"Clary." Why did his voice sound so worried?

"I-I can't talk now." I said, "or never again." I mumbled.

"Please." This is just scaring me. Why was he acting like this.

"I can't. Goodbye." And I ran. I looked behind me. Jace was following me. Why was he so worried? He could care less about me.

I got out my phone and texted Simon, still running.

I'm sorry

Few minutes later.

Clary? What do you mean? Did you do something?

No. But I will.

Clary.

What?

What is going on. I'm worried.

Read the first text again. Goodbye, Simon.

Minutes later.

CLAURU WHERE ARE YKJ PLEASR

Simon. He was so worried. He can't even type properly. I finally got to the train tracks, lying there, waiting for a train. I remembered. Jace. He was following me.

"CLARY!" I heard a voice yell. Jaces voice. "Clary. I am so so so sorry for everything. Please don't do this. I walked past your house and I heard it. I heard everything. I never knew you had so much pain going on. I'm so sorry Clary. I'm such an idiot for bullying you all those years. I- I think I might be falling for you."

I was shocked. "Are you serious right now." Tears were now streaming down my face.

"Yes,"

I saw a train coming. This is it. My life was ending with Jace Lightwood telling me he had feelings for me. I closed my eyes.

"CLARY NO!" Jace yelled, as he pulled me away.

"Jace..." I couldn't stop crying. Did he actually save my life? I was crying so much that I had troubles breathing.

"Shh.." Jace whispered, as he put his lips on mine.

Could you guys please write in the reviews if the story is too rushed? I feel like its too rushed. Thanks for reading! I'll try to update everyday. I'm like addicted to writing this haha.