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Now when Jace stopped smashing Sebastian's skull in and let Emma take over, he was shocked to see that Clary had left and he hadn't noticed. He ran and found Simon and Izzy standing at the end of the hallway, staring out into the car park.
"Jace..." Izzy choked out.
"Where is she!" He demanded.
"She-she took off." Izzy said, her voice tight.
"And you let her! You let her!" Jace screamed.
But he didn't stick around long enough to hear what they had to say. He took off running down the roads and street, towards Clary house. It must have taken him at least an hour to get there. He hadn't stopped for anyone or anything. He pinned in the gates code and sprinted up the driveway.
He should have know something was wrong when her car wasn't in her driveway. He should have known something bad had happened when he pounded on the front door and no one came to answer. Not even the maid. He should known something was terribly wrong when he tried to ring Clary's, then her moms phone. Nothing. Instead he collapsed onto the front steps, waiting. Waiting for someone to arrive. Finally someone did. But not who Jace wanted. It was Izzy and Simon, they ran up the driveway towards Jace.
"Is she here?" They demanded.
Jace shook his head, tugging hard at his hair.
"Come on. We'll look for her together." Izzy said, touching Jace's arm lightly.
He pulled himself up and threw himself into the back seat of Simons car. They drove around helplessly. There was nothing. No sign of Clary.
They gave up, ending up at Izzy's house, where everyone met up. Including the newly engaged Magnus and Alec. They all stood around the kitchen, waiting. For anything.
That's when Jace's phone rang. He didn't register it when Clary's moms name was flashing on the screen.
"Clary!" He called into the phone, everyone in the kitchen facing him.
"Jace-" a choked voice-not Clary's came out of the phone.
"Jocelyn?" Jace asked.
"Jace. It's not good..." She said weakly.
"What's not good? Jocelyn! Where's Clary!" Jace demanded.
"She was in an accident..."
That's when Jace's world came tumbling down. He dropped the phone, letting it drop to the floor. He braced his hands on the kitchen counter. Everyone's voices were muffled around him. Izzy screaming at him. He shook his head, unable to understand what anyone was saying. He swiped Simons keys, bolting out of the house. Starting up Simons car and tearing out of the driveway, leaving everyone behind.
When Jace finally arrived at the hospital he smashed through the emergency room, where he found Jocelyn weeping. He ran over to her, asking what happened. But he still couldn't understand anything. All he could hear was a ring in his ears, rising and rising. He screamed, trying to unblock his ears. Finally his hearing came back, still muffled.
"She was in an accident Jace. She hit a tree. It practically crushed her car. She's..."
"She'll make it! She won't die! Not know! She promised! She promised she wouldn't leave me!" Jace screamed, falling to his knees, crying.
He didn't care what anyone thought of him at this moment. The girl he loved may die. The girl he loved may leave him.
Finally Izzy, Simon, Emma, Jules, Magnus and Alec all arrived. Jace threw Simons keys to him. Izzy yelled at Jace, but he didn't register it. Jocelyn calmed her down, explaining all the medical mumbo-jumbo to them. All Jace understood was that, she wasn't doing good. At all.
The nurses said it all lays in Clary's hands now. It was up to her. That definitely didn't help. Jace knew, he knew. Clary had put herself here. He knew that from the moment he stepped into the hospital.
Jace had demanded and demanded to see her, but the nurses said she had just come out of surgery for something to do with a blockage in her lungs and needed to rest. So Jace waited and waited. Just liked he had last time. Waiting for an updating on Clary. All it seemed like he was doing these days was waiting.
Jace had thought about it, but hadn't bought it up with Clary yet, that when they finished school, Jace will be 19 he'll have received his inheritance and Clary had her own money. That they could move away. Move away from it all. Not too far as Clary would never leave her friends behind. But far enough so the memories were buried. They could buy their own house and move away from it all.
It would be Clary's 18th in just 3 weeks. Then they'd finish school at the start of November, just after Jace's birthday.
He couldn't imagine a life without Clary there anymore. His bubbly, fiery, red headed, love of his life, gone. Never to return. He had never admitted to Clary or anyone, but he always sat there in his free moment or before he fell asleep, and just imagined their future life. A house, college maybe, jobs, marriage, and then children. And he had never imagined anything without Clary in his future. She was always there.
All Jace's memories of his Angel where running through his head. The first time he'd seen Clary, she bounced into the store with her friends, laughing and talking, her smile lighting up the store. The first time her laugh had filled his ears. The first time they'd lain together, even if it was just as friends, in bed together. Their first kiss on the bridge, over looking the river, with the sun rising around them, setting Clary's hair a bright red and the flecks of hazel and blue stood out in her eyes. The first time Jace professed his love for Clary.
Even the simple things, like the way her hair bounced as she ran. The way her hips swayed as she walked. The way her smile lit up every room, not matter the mood. The secretive tattoo she had behind her ear of the three ravens. The possibility of those other tattoos. The promise of their future together.
It all ran through Jace's head, making him completely oblivious to the outside world. He sat slumped in an uncomfortable metal hospital chair waiting for news of the one her loved more than himself.
He jumped when he felt a hand rest on her arm. It was Jocelyn.
"Jace." She aside, as if she'd tried before.
He looked at her with blank eyes, "yeah." He chocked out.
Jocelyn looked terrible. Now for a mother of an 17 year old, she usually looked quite young and vibrant for her age, but it showed now.
She breathed in a shaky breath, "I-I-I'm a terrible mother, aren't I?"
Jace shook his head, "Your not. Your may not be there very much, but Clary knows how much you care about her. Trust me. She does. And she cares and loves you very much as well." Jace's voice caught on the word, love.
Jocelyn frowned, "oh, Jace. I'm so blind. How could I have not known. The ring. The way you practically assaulted the nurses in the hospital. You love her don't you?" She asked.
Jace nodded, looking away at the door that led to Clary's room, somewhere.
"I love her. And she knows. She loves me as well. The ring, it was one of my grandmothers. I didn't inherit many family heirlooms when my family passed, but thats one it got. I was saving the other one for another moment. The necklace was my mothers, I have it engraved matching her-never mind. But I just hope I get to give her the other one, someday..." Jace trailed off, thinking about the ring sitting in his room.
"Oh. Oh, my god." She another voice.
It was Izzy. Jace turned to her.
"I didn't know. Clary hadn't told us that. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I've been so selfish since I've gotten here." Izzy said, her eyes filling with tears.
Before Jace even knew what happened, Izzy was hugging him over the metal chair, sobbing into his shirt. Jace let her, he knew the pain she was going through. Izzy had been through everything with Clary.
Now Jace looked around, Simon was sitting beside Izzy, his head in his hands, with unmistakable tear stains on his grey jumper. Emma sat away from everyone, her eyes set straight ahead, her face blank, she was twirling a small knife over her fingers and anyone who bothered challenge her about it got a very icy stare in return. Jules sat a few seats from Emma, staring at her, but obviously knowing to keep his space from her.
That's when Jace realised he wasn't the only one suffering now. Clary had friends, and not just any friends. Friends that had been there with her through her hardest times, when Jace couldn't be.
So now Jace got up every now and then offering to get them horrific, but necessary, coffee or food from the shitty little cafeteria down the hall. He knew he had to comfort the others, as much as he needed the comfort. Izzy caught on to what he was doing and helped him. They walked down towards the cafeteria.
"Jace. She's going to be alright." Izzy reassured Jace.
"She's strong. I know." Jace answered.
"She's strong enough to pull out of it. She will be fine. For us. For you." Izzy said, placing a hand on his shoulder, making him stop and turn to her.
The tears wheeled in his eyes, "I need her Izzy. She can't leave me! I need her!" He cried.
Izzy pulled Jace to her, and Jace allowed himself to break down in her arms.
One of the many things Jace liked about Izzy is that when they returned to their friends, she didn't mention his break down once. Didn't even hint about it. For that, he was grateful.
Around 2am he was woken up by Jocelyn shaking his arm. Everyone else was asleep.
"She's allowed visitors. It's after visiting times, but they'll allow a few minutes. I've already gone in." Jocelyn whispered.
At that, Jace shot up from his seat and followed the nurse eagerly down the halls. Clary had her own private room. Jace gasped when he saw her. The first time he'd seen her in hospital had been hard, but now, he felt like breaking down right there.
She had so many tubes and needles and wires hooked up the her. She was pale, and had stitching across her temple and above her right eyebrows, she had a cast on her right ankle, bandages on her left calf. He could tell also bandages over her torso area.
He sunk down into the seat next to her. She had a mouth piece covering her lips and nose. She nurse explained she had, had a tube down her throat but could pretty much manage breathing by herself with some help. Which was a positive sign.
Jace clasped her right hand in his and checked the ring. It was still intact, no diamonds or jems missing, not even a dent in the gold. He rubbed his finger over the ring and her cold fingers.
"Oh Clary. My Angel." He whispered, looking over her.
There was no response. He wasn't expecting one, but it made him cringe.
"You can't leave me. I know you put yourself here, and I'm sure intending worse. But I need you to know, you can't leave me. I don't know what I'd do without you. I'd be lost. I don't think I'd be able to live. I need you to come back, not just for me, but your mom and friends. Izzy's lost out there. I'm sure Emma's about to stab someone, even if it is Jules," he mustered up a small laugh, "I love you. You remember that. I love you, Angel." He whispered, pressing his lips to her cold hand.
He was ushered out of the room after that, back into the waiting room. No one was allowed in. But they where all reassured so long as Clary stayed in a stable condition, they could visit her room tomorrow.
With that a small weight had lifted off Jace's chest. She was in a stable condition. But what really scared Jace and wouldn't escape his mind was that it was in her hands.
Clary's life was in her hands.