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Clary POV
Clary could hear the steading beep of monitors through the darkness. She could feel the needles and tubes in her arms. The back of her head was pounding, slow and painfully. There was a hand laying over hers, but she was scared to open her eyes for it may increase the pounding in her head.
She lay there for a moment, trying to figure out what happened. She couldn't remember. The last thing she remembered was Jace carrying her and talking to her frantically.
She slowly opened her eyes, letting them adjust to the light. The pounding in her head increased the slightest. She turned her head, it was her mom next to here. Her fiery red hair in a bun, her clothes a mess, her green eyes staring back at Clary. She looked like she had aged. Worry wrinkles around her mouth and her forehead.
"Oh Clary." Her mom whispered.
"Hey mom." She said back, her voice was croaky.
Her mom lent over and hugged her gently, then sat back down, never letting go of Clary's hand.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry." Her mom said, tears springing to her eyes.
"It's not your fault, mom. It's not." Clary said.
"I just feel so horrible. Izzy told me about the incident and then I get a call saying your in hospital. I just feel so guilty." Her mom said.
"It's not your fault." Clary said.
The nurse came into the room, "I just have to check up. I'll let you know when you can come back in." The nurse said.
Her mom nodded and kissed Clary lightly on the forehead before exiting the room.
The nurse fiddling with Clary's needles and tubes.
"You know there's a boy out there that hasn't left for the whole 3 days you've been here." The nurse said, smiling slightly.
"What?" Clary said.
"Yeah. He has golden hair and these piercing golden eyes. When he brought you in here, he fought with the nurses to let him go in with you to surgery. And his been fighting ever since you came out of surgery to see you. He hasn't left once. Not even to change his clothes. He just sits in that same chair, going up every thirty minutes to demand to see you. Security wanted to haul him out, but we know his just distraught and all." The nurse said, finishing up with all the tubes.
Clary felt a small smile play on her lips, "really?" She asked.
"Really. Your extremely lucky to have a boy like that love you." The nurse said exiting the room.
Love me? No. Really?
Her mom came back into the room.
"Can I see Jace?" Clary asked.
"Is that the boy with the golden hair? I've been wondering who that was. Is he your boyfriend?" Her mom said excitedly.
"No. Just a friend." Clary said.
"I'll get him." Her mom said exiting the room.
Clary rested her eyes, waiting for Jace. She felt someone grab her hand, she opened her eyes and was met with worrying golden ones.
"Oh, Angel." Jace said, he sat down next to her on the bed holding onto her hand.
"I probably look horrible. I know." Clary said, squeezing his hand.
Jace reached out and put his palm on her cheek, softly stroking. She lent into his hand, taking in the pleasure of his skin touching hers.
"Do you remember what happened?" Jace asked.
He looked a mess. His face was streaked with dried tears. His eyes blood shot and red rimmed. His clothes where dirty and had dried blood stained on them.
Clary shook her head.
Jace told her everything, from the moment they entered the party, right until her carried her into hospital. It all flooded back into her mind, all the images, why her head was pounding. Her hand instantly flew to the back of her head, hoping the hadn't shaved off her hair.
"They didn't touch your hair. I told them not to. You just have a few stitches it all now." Jace said, smiling her her slightly.
Clary sat up, despite her aching muscles. She flung her arms around Jace and buried her head in his warm chest. Jace's arms held her tight, softly rubbing, up and down her back. She felt so safe and warm in his arms. She knew she could trust Jace with her life, and she did. He saved her. He saved her life.
"Thank you." She murmured into his chest. Tears soaking his shirt.
"Anything for you, my Angel." Jace said, kissing the top of her head lightly, his arms tightening around her.
When she pulled back Jace whipped the tears from her cheeks and smiled at her. She layed back onto the hospital bed, feeling slightly drowsy.
"I'll leave you too sleep. I'll be right out in the waiting room. I wont leave. I promise." Jace said, he stood up to leave.
Clary caught his arm, "lay with me. Please." She whispered, "only if you've got the time."
Jace smiled, "I've got nothing but time for you angel."
She scooted over and rolled onto her side, facing Jace. He laid on his side, taking her in his arms, holding her close as she drifted off to sleep.
On Tuesday Clary was submitted out of hospital. Her mom had to leave the day before, to sort out 'things'. Jace appeared at the door of her hospital room.
"I come bearing clean clothes." He said smiling.
He had finally agreed to go home, have a shower and get changed after a lot of persuading. He wore low hanging jeans and a tight black shirt. His golden hair shinning.
"You know just what a girl wants when she gets admitted out of hospital." She joked, taking the clothes off him.
She went into the adjoined bathroom and slid off the hospital clothes. She slid on the mid thigh denim shorts and black singlet.
"Is it getting hot?" Clary asked, stepping out of the bathroom.
"Yeah, heats picked up in the past few days." Jace said as they walked out of the hospital.
They climbed into her truck, Jace driving.
"Your mom has instructed me to bring you back to mine for the time being. She said there's 'things' to do." Jace said, starting up the car.
"She's been acting so weird." Clary said.
It wasn't a long drive to Jace's house. They pulled up into a small pebbled driveway. It was a small one story house, set on a block of the greenest grass Clary had ever seen and a white picket fence around it.
"It's like those cottages you see in movies." She said, jumping out of the car.
"It's nothing compared to your house." Jace said, helping her with her landing.
"No. It's adorable. Trust me, I'd rather live in a house like this than my house." Clary said as they walked up the pathway leading to the front door.
Jace unlocked the door and opened the door for Clary, "mom will be at work till late." Jace said, locking the door behind him.
The front door emerged into a small foyer, leading to a lounge room, a kitchen stalking off from the dining room. It was all really well decorated.
"It's so beautiful." Clary gushed.
"It's alright." Jace said, leaning on the door frame.
"No. It's-it's so homey and-and, I don't know but it feels like a home. Not just a place that you rest your head at night. A place where you can make happy memories." Clary said, sliding her fingers over a wooden cabinet.
Jace laughed at her, "your so cute." He said.
"Oh shut up." Clary said.
"Wanna watch a movie?" Jace suggested.
"Sure." Clary said, wandering down the hall after Jace.
He opened a door at the end of the small hallway and stepped in after him. It had a king sized bed with black silk sheets, a desk with a laptop, a flat screen on the wall, with an xbox and games stacked at the base.
"Your room is so ridiculously neat." Clary said, laughing slightly.
"I like order." Jace said, sitting on the corner of his bed.
"How the hell do you even fit a bed this size into a bedroom this size." Clary said, thumping down on the bed. The sheet where silk and ridiculously soft.
"My magical skills." Jace joked.
Clary rolled around on the bed, "ugh. These sheets." She moaned.
Jace clenched his fist at his sides, his eyes seemed to darken.
"You alright?" Clary asked, propping herself on her elbows.
"F-fine." Jace stuttered.
Clary frowned at him, squinting her eyes at him suspiciously.
Jace doesn't stutter.
"What movie? I don't have nearly as many as you, but I do have a collection." Jace said.
Clary sat up at the head of the bed and laid back on the pillows, Jace joined her.
"Mmmmmmmmm." She said, flicking through the movies.
She finally stopped on one, "underworld? Sounds interesting." She said.
Jace shrugged his shoulders and she turned on the movie.
When the movie finished, Clary was curled up on Jace's chest, his arms around her.
"I don't wanna move." She groaned, burying her head in his chest.
"No ones making you, Angel." Jace said, a laugh rumbled through his chest into her.
"Jace!" A woman's voice called out from the hallway.
Clary sat up as a woman entered the room. She was probably around late thirties, she had black hair and blue eyes.
"Hey mom." Jace said, not bothering to sit up.
The woman smiled at Clary, "you must be Clary. It's so nice to meet you. I'm Jacqueline, Jace's adoptive mother. Just call me Jackie though." His mother-Jackie-said.
"Yeah I am. Nice to meet you too." Clary said smiling.
"I just came to tell you dinner will be ready in 10." Jackie said, vacating the room.
"Jeez. You must have lots of girls in your room, your mom seems so alright with it." Clary said, jealousy pinching at the back of her mind.
Jace laughed, "actually, your the first girl that's ever been in my room. Here or otherwise." Jace said.
"Really? Wow I fell privileged." Clary said, jumping up from the bed and wandering around it.
"You better." Jace joked, sitting up.
Clary looked at the walls, they where bare, apart from some pictures that have been taken in the last few weeks of Clary, Simon, Izzy, Emma, Jules and Jace.
She turned to Jace, "no pictures from before here?" She asked.
"No. Nothing really worth remembering before moving here." Jace said, looking down at his hands.
"Since? So now there is?" Clary hinted, walking over to the bed, planting herself down on the edge next to Jace.
"Of course. You are, Angel." Jace said, looking down into Clary's eyes.
She blushed and turned away.
"Why do you do that?" Jace asked curiously.
"Do what?" She said looking down at her hands.
"You look away and blush every time I compliment you." Jace said. He placed his finger under her chin and tilted it up.
"I don't know. I just-I don't believe you suppose." She said quietly.
"Why wouldn't you believe me, Angel?" Jace said, frowning at her.
"Because no ones really ever called me pretty or complimented me like you do. Except Izzy, Emma and my mom. But that's different. Plus, your like-you know. Hot." Clary said, emphasising on the word hot.
Jace laughed, a true laugh, one the Clary loved to hear.
"You are beautiful though. So beautiful. And you deserve every compliment I give you because they're true. Whether you believe it or not." Jace said, smiling slightly at her.
Clary felt her cheeks flaming, but she didn't look away. She wouldn't look away. Not after Jace said something like that.
"But yeah, I am hot. Smokin' " Jace said, gesturing to his body
Clary's frowned at him, "you just ruined it. You ruined it all!" Clary said hitting him on the arms and chest multiple times.
Jace laughed as she continued hitting him.
But the words stuck in her head, 'you are beautiful. So beautiful. You deserve every compliment because they're true.'
And not matter what they wouldn't budge. They stayed there, they burned into her mind.
Beautiful.
Short chapter I know! And I know, I know. You want your Clace. But if y'all are nice, and review, I may update very soon ;) just wrote another clace scene. Aw how cute they are :P