A/N: Hey guys! I know that I said that there would be three more chapters, but when I got to the end of this chapter, I had to end it there. I couldn't keep going it has such a great ending.

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We decided to tell our friends about us. I felt like a jerk for not telling Izzy and Simon about us, but no one knew. They had to understand, right? It was so frustrating to deal with us being a secret, but I was more scared of the school knowing about us. Jace was not supposed to be dating me of all people, and there are three girls I know about that were casted aside when we started dating. Kaelie was harmless. We were actually acquaintances. I asked her why she originally started sleeping with Jace, and she shrugged her shoulders, saying why not? Now, Aline and Steelie were another story. I didn't even make eye contact with them. They were living nightmares. I didn't understand why he was interested in them.

I sat down with Isabelle and Simon, and I started shifting awkwardly in my seat. Jace asked me if I wanted him to come with me, but I told him no. They were my friends. Not his. I feel like it would make things stranger if he came because they don't really know each other.

"Fray, your acting even weirder than you already have been what is it?" Simon dumped his sandwich onto the table, as he shifted through his lunch box.

"I just- I have to tell you guys something." I gulped, biting my lip nervously.

"What is it?" Izzy furrowed her brow at me, as she sat next to us. She seemed genuinely concerned.

"Well, around Christmas time- Jace and I- Jace kissed me, and we've kind of been together since then." I flinched, waiting for the impact.

"WHAT?!" Isabelle yelled, silencing the whole cafeteria. I cringed, glancing over at Jace, who was sitting with the football team. He smiled sympathetically at me before turning back to his table. I think he told his friends sooner, because none of them seemed in complete shock. "You didn't tell us?" She exclaimed, slapping me upside the head.

"Ow." I rubbed my scalp, squeezing my eyes shut.

"How would you feel if I told you I've been dating Simon for the last six months? You would feel betrayed that you're BEST FRIEND didn't tell you what was going on." Izzy exclaimed quickly.

"Is this why you never hang out with us anymore?" Simon crossed his arms.

"We didn't tell anyone. We didn't want our parent to find out, but they walked in on us the other night. It was so mortifying. And, yes, I've been spending all my free time with him." I sighed, letting my forehead hit the table. The whole school could probably hear Izzy giving me crap for not telling them about Jace. Telling them was already terrifying, and this wasn't making it any better.

"What were you guys doing?" Izzy suddenly grinned deviously at me, bumping my shoulder with hers.

"I don't want to hear this!" Simon clapped his hands onto his ears instantly as his eyes widened.

"We can have a sleepover or something next weekend, and I'll tell you all about it." I exhaled a breath, knowing that she would want to know everything. In all honesty, I was kind of excited to tell her about us. I haven't been able to say anything to anyone, and it would be nice to talk to someone.

"Yay! I'm excited. I can't believe our little Clary has had two boyfriends this year, and both of them were the most popular dudes in the school." She squeezed me tightly. "You're all grown up." She teased, rubbing my arms.

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I have been getting weird looks all day. How did our relationship already spread across the whole school in a matter of hours? I sighed, hearing people whisper about me behind my back. Most of them involved incest, me being a slut, and who is she.

After lunch, I headed to my locker. I spent a lot longer talking about my relationship with Jace then I thought I would have too. I smiled widely, knowing that I no longer had to hide my relationship with him. It felt so good. I turned in my combination into my locker, and lifted the hatch. I heard something click, as the door swung open. Before I could understand what was happening, a thick liquid coated my head and torso. I froze in place, feeling my confusion give way to anger and humiliation. I whipped the gunk from my face to the floor, feeling tears fill in my eyes.

"Not here." Jace's voice spoke softly into my ear, as he urged me in a direction that was unknown. I was so in shock I hardly noticed when Jace led me into the bathroom and kicked everyone out. "Ok, let's get you cleaned up." He started cranking the paper towel dispenser. My lips started to quiver, as a sob choked out. Jace carefully wiped my face off, and that was when the tears started coming. I hated that I was crying, but I couldn't stop. Who would do this to me? Why would they do this to me? "Come on. Shirt off." He grabbed the hem of shirt, waiting for me to lift my arms. I huffed, letting him remove it. "I have an extra shirt you can borrow." He kissed my forehead, rubbing my arms.

"What about my hair?" I squeaked, beginning to cry harder.

"Get on your knees, and put your head against the sink." He suggested. I did as he said, and he moved all of my hair into the sink. I sniffed, beginning to calm down. He turned the water to hot, and he started to scrub my scalp, washing the substance out of my hair.

"Who would have done this? What did I ever do?" My breathing was labored, which was making it hard to stop crying.

"I have an idea. I'll take care of it." I felt his lips against my neck, sending a shiver down my spine. "Your hair is all clean. It was just paint." He bundled my hair up in his fist, keeping it off of my neck. "Do you have a pony tail?" He asked, twisting it up into a bun. I handed him the piece of rubber, and he tied it in my hair. I turned around, hugging him around the waist tightly.

"Thank you." I breathed, squeezing him tighter.

"No problem." He rubbed my back, as we drew away from each other. "Here's a shirt." He dug through his bag, grabbing a piece of cloth. I took it from him, pulling it over my head.

"Can we leave?" I questioned softly, crossing my arms under my chest.

"Yeah, I can sign you out." He led the way out of the bathroom. I felt like everyone was staring at us. Their eyes were lingering longer than normal, sending a wave of heat to my cheeks. I hate being the center of attention, so this was a living nightmare. Jace stopped in his tracks. "Stay here. I'll be right back." He muttered, walking across the hall to Steelie. He slammed her locker, making me flinch. "I know it was you." His voice was dark, which I had never heard before.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Steelie turned around, crossing her arms.

"The paint. Only you could be that vicious. I can't believe I was ever even into you. Your boobs are fake, you wear way too much make up, and you can't give a decent blow job. What was I thinking?" He hissed. I had never seen this side of him. It kind of scared me, even though it wasn't directed at me. Steelie faltered slightly, but straightened her spine, plastering a snarl on her face.

"You are such a dick. You think you own this school, but you don't. The only reason I slept with you was because I was bored." She countered, shooting dagger into his eyes.

"Is that why you constantly begged for me? Is that why you told me you loved me? Is that way you asked me to be exclusive? Because you were bored? It doesn't add up now, does it?" Jace smirked, completely destroying her. She looked defeated, which was something that didn't happen to Steelie Queen. "Leave Clary alone. If I see that you messed with her again, and I will ruin you." He threatened, striding back over to me. "Let's go home." He rested his hand on my back, kissing my temple. His hand made her stutter in a way that Jace didn't make her stutter.

We got to the car seconds later, and I had to say something. I had never seen Jace be so cruel before. I mean, what Steelie did was uncalled for, but that kind of verbal torture can destroy a girl. How could he have done that like it was nothing? That was harsh.

"Jace, that was really brutal back there." I murmured, tucking my hair behind my ear.

"What she did was crossing a line. She's been a bully for years. It's about time someone knocked her down a few pegs." His hands were gripping the steering wheel tightly.

"I knew we bickered and you bullied me, but I didn't realize how vicious you could be." I stated, feeling uncomfortable in my seat. I didn't feel like sitting in the car with him. What if he did something like that to me? I wouldn't be able to recover from that. He exhaled a long breath, racking his hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, as he continued to drive. "I was just so angry to see you like that. It just broke my heart to know someone did that to you when you didn't do anything to deserve it. I knew it was her too. I couldn't let it happen again. I didn't mean to say all of that, but it wasn't a lie. I saw her and I went off." He sighed.

"It scared me." I breathed, keeping her eyes on the console in front of me. I felt his fingers mingle with mine, as he brought them to his lips. It was a soft gentle gesture that brought her back to peace for some reason.

"I didn't mean to scare you." His voice was unsteady, as he took an awkward breath. "I love you. I would never do something like that to you. She was a body that I used to try to fill a void. She knew what she signed up for, but she asked for more. I wasn't meant to give more to her. I was meant to give everything to you, so when she made you hurt, I hurt. She made you cry, and I wanted to cry. I couldn't let her get away with that." His voice cracked toward the end of the conversation, and his words hit me like a ton of bricks. No one has ever felt for me like that. He was in this for the long run, and he wasn't backing down no matter what. It shocked me to hear because he had always been so casual with other girls, but here he was, 5 months into a relationship with me. He wanted a happy forever with me. He pulled into the parking lot, and I hugged him. He inhaled a deep breath, squeezing me back. "I don't want to that guy I was today. The guy I am at school. I'm sick of him. I want to be the guy I am when I'm with you. I feel so much happier when I'm with you. You make me a better person. Can you help me not be that guy anymore?" He spoke into my hair, as he sniffed quietly. It took me a second to realize that he was crying.

"Yes." I hugged him tighter, feeling the seat belt dig into my side. I groaned in annoyance before I climbed over the center section, and wrapped my body around him. His face buried into my neck, as he gaped for a solid breath. I ran my fingers through his golden locks, feeling my own eyes prick with tears. It oddly felt like the beginning of something new.

A/N: A heart felt ending. I physically can't bring myself to write any more. I'm sorry guys! Thanks so much for all the reviews, favorites, and follows. I am started another story yesterday called Four Doors! Please check it out. It is a college AU where Jace and Clary get married at 18, and they live with Simon, Alec, and Isabelle. It is not a continuation of this just in case you guys get confused, but please check it out. I'm so excited for that story!

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