A/N- Hey guys! How ya doin? I'm sorry the last chapter was short.. Again, but I'm writing more so this'll make up for it :) I can't assure you it will be super long, but I'll try my best. Also, I have started a system. Here are the days I'll be updating each story:

Clace in High School (this one!) - Mondays and Thursdays

Her Golden Boy Love - Tuesdays and Fridays

The Broken RedHead and the Golden Haired Player - Wednesdays and Saturdays

Clace: A Moment to Remember - Sundays

As for 'Who Said I Wanted a Sister', I don't know if I'll be continuing that one. If you haven't read it yet, click on my profile and check it out! Giving ideas for it would also be really helpful, I haven't known what to write lately. Well with that, I hope you enjoy chapter 24! :)

Chapter 24

Clary POV

We both stayed silent the whole ride to my house, where you could hear loud commotion going on through the screen door.

"What's going on in there?" I ask, but I felt that they were arguing on ways to get me.

"They're all thinking of ways to find you and get you. I never told them I was going to get you, they'd all yell and be in the way while I was trying to get you, so I didn't tell them." Jace smiles weakly at me. "But they'll know you're here once you come in. They'll probably bombard you with hugs."

"Nooo." I groan, my ribs hurt, my legs hurt, as well as my shoulder, my face and both my arms. My breathing was a little uneven, I felt like Valentine had done something to my lung. "I think all my ribs are broken or crushed. It hurts to speak and to breathe." I wince as I sit up and get out of the car. I see myself in the hoods reflection, my red hair was a fiery mess atop my head and my skin was sickly pale. I had large bags under my eyes and bruises on my face and along my arms, as people could see. I felt like I'd been beat against the wall multiple times, my back burnt and my ribs felt like they were all scattered in pieces inside of me. Jace sweeps me up gently, carrying me bridal style to the house and opening the door. They're all still too busy arguing to notice us, so when Jace places me gently on the couch and I yell:

"Everybody shut up!" They all silence and state at me, agape. My mom is the first to rush up to me, followed by Izzy and Magnus and Jonathan. They squeeze me in a tight hug causing me to sob in pain. They all pull away.

"Clary! Oh my gosh I was so worried! Are you okay?" My mom was stroking my hair and sitting next to me, her hair was a mess as well and she looked like she hadn't gotten any sleep any days.

"Mom, I'm fine. Just a few scars and bruises, but that's it." I smile sheepishly. "I'm tired. Can I just go to sleep?" I whisper, everyone is staring at me worriedly.

"Of course, honey." Mom says, giving me a kiss on the forehead and hug me gently once more. I give everyone hugs, then retreat to my room slowly, Jace soon just picks me up and helps me by carrying me to my room and laying me down on my bed. I yawn and Jace kisses my forehead gently, stroking my hair and glancing down at me with bright golden eyes.

"I love you." He says quietly. "Now you get some sleep." Jace gets up to leave when I stop him.

"Wait. Jace. Can you stay with me tonight?" I ask, I was afraid and I wanted to be held by the one person who made me feel safe. Jace nods and I stand up. "I need to change first. I've had these clothes on for like, four or five days." I rummage through my drawers and find some white silky pajama shorts and a black loose hanging tank top. I go into my bathroom and slip out of my clothes, then hop in the shower. I had decided I needed one, and let the warm water fall down my body. It felt good, and I sighed, letting a small tear of relief slide down my cheek at finally being home again. I scrub my hair, cleaning and then wash my body and hop out. I slip into the clothes I had gotten and back into my bedroom, and lay down next to Jace on my bed. He wraps his arms around my petite waist and pulls me to him, our bodies connecting, and I feel safe in his arms. He kisses my head, and I lay my head on my pillow, Jace as well, and give way to sleep that I haven't gotten in a few days.

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I wake up, the sun peeking through a spot in my curtains. I feel Jace's arms around me and look up to see his Golden Orbs staring into my Emerald ones.

"Morning, beautiful. Or should I say - Afternoon." I smile in response, only when it hits me.

"Afternoon?" I ask, looking at my clock. Sure enough, it was 2:37. I'd slept that long!?

"Yup. You slept a long time, do you feel refreshed?"

"Definitely." I sigh, standing up and wincing as pain shears through my body. I look in the mirror to see that my bruises aren't as dark and new as last night, but they were slowly fading, a light greenish yellow. I find some clothes to wear, which consisted of black jeans and a white long sleeve flowing lace shirt. I pull my hair up into a messy bun and apply concealer and foundation to my face to hide the bruises there. Once I'm done with that and feel fine about my make up job, I grab Jace's hand and pull him to the kitchen where everyone. It was a surprise they were all still here, other than Simon, Izzy, my mother, Luke, Jonathan and Jace of course. I figured that Alec and Magnus would've left by now, but they are my friends and were worried about me.

"Afternoon, Clary." My mother smiles warmly at me from her spot at our kitchen table. I smile at them all and say: "Hey. It's nice to see you all again and to be home." Jonathan walks up to me and wraps me up in a brotherly warm and gentle embrace. He buries his face in the crook of my neck and lets out a shaky sob.

"Clary.. I was worried so much about you." Jon says as his tears wet my neck. I smile and pull away, brushing his tears away.

"Hey. There's no need to cry. I'm here now, I'm safe."

"Yeah, but I wasn't here to protect you when Valentine took you." He tells me, placing his hand gently on my shoulder, not the one that was cut.

"It's fine, Jon. Don't blame yourself for it." I tell him and hug him again, enjoying the feeling of being wrapped up in the warmth and protection of my brothers arms. "I love you, Jon." I say, resting my head against his chest.

"I love you, too, Little Sis." Jon replies. "I'm so glad you're okay."

Then, the door to our house bursts open and there stands...

Cliffhanger! I am so sorry, but I bet you all know who it is *wink wink* thanks guys for all the favorites, follows and reviews! It keeps me going :) love ya, sleep well, bye bye, loves xx