The Way of Clarissa Fray

Lost Souls and Bad Memories

Jaces POV

I woke up to a series of bangs coming from the right side of Clarys bedroom.

Who on earth it was I hadn't the faintest idea until I fully woke up and became aware of my surroundings, Clary was lying on her front sleeping soundly next to me completely naked, as was I and i sprung out of bed grabbing my boxers and jeans back on.

I stood in the middle of her room in blind panic then rushed over to her to wake her up

"Clary!" I whisper yelled at her

"Clary for the love of God!" I shook her now and she stirred, Jesus this girl took being a heavy sleeper to a whole new level.

She swatted at me with one arm and mumbled aimlessly into the pillow her face was buried in.

I thought for a minute running a hand through my bed hair just as the person at the door spoke

"Clary open the fucking door!"

Jonathan.

Now was the time to panic. If I thought I was to panic before I was severely wrong because now I was frantic.

So he let me date his sister, fair enough, good lad.

But sleeping with his sister?
No. That wouldn't go down as smooth.

"Clarissa your brother is at the door" I whispered and her head turned almost immediately, her eyes shot open and in seconds she had fired out of bed and thrown some clothes on

Without having a single thing said to me she shoved me in her wardrobe and sent my clothes in after me before slamming the doors shut and casually answering the door.

I sat in the dark clutching my clothes to my chest and tried my best to make out what they were saying which eventually didn't become too difficult as their conversation soon turned into an argument.

The bedroom door was slammed and the walls and even the wardrobe shook with the force of it.

I slid the door open enough for me to poke my head out and saw her on the floor against the bedroom door with her head in her hands

I slid out the wardrobe dropping my clothes on the floor and bent down to help her up, she accepted smiling slightly at me and I pulled her against my chest

"What was all that about?" I mumbled into her hair

"It doesn't matter" she sniffed then slid her index finger up my chest tracing the lines of my muscles and tattoos making me shiver

Was it even normal to want someone this much all the time?

Maybe love did that to you.
Because at the same time I wanted to protect her, hold her and never let go.

She looked at the star shaped scar on my shoulder with confusion and fascination then traced that with her finger too.

"What's this?" She whispered and I looked down at her with a small smile on my face

"It's a birthmark, my whole family had it" I trailed off, I hated talking about them, it was just a constant reminder that they were once here and now...

"What happened to your family jace?" She whispers pressing her lips against the scar and kissing it lightly

"What happened to your dad?" I asked, if she wanted me to talk about something that I loved avoiding then I was going to make her do the same.

She frowned for a second then told me to sit down, so I did, pushing the crumpled up covers out from under my ass on the bed as she sat next to me

She sighed and I could tell she was becoming upset, I almost objected, I wanted to make her stop, I didn't have to know what happened that was selfish of me and now she's almost in tears because of me but before I could stop her she already started and I couldn't interrupt her

"Dad and I went for a walk, y'know just to get some fresh air but it started raining, I brought an umbrella and handed him it quickly but he just walked out into the road attempting to put it up, it blocked his vision, he couldn't see and before we knew it a car was sped around the corner, losing control on the slippery surface it was trying to drag race on" she shrugged and laughed humourlessly

"I screamed but it was too late, hell I even ran out after him and watched him snap like a twig before my eyes, the car missed me by inches. He was dead upon impact. And just like that I had lost my father, the bastard stopped but then decided he didn't want to get his hands dirty and sped off like a bat out of hell, faster than before and left me to weep over his body myself in the middle of the road." She was crying now, hot streams flowing down her cheeks and I wrapped an arm around her pressing my lips to the crown of her head and stayed there like that holding her.

"I don't know how long I sat there waiting for an ambulance, I don't even remember phoning it. All I kept playing over in my mind was the sound those tires made against the road and the horrible gruesome snapping noise that came after it." She choked and I felt absolutely terrible for making her go through that in such detail again

"Clary im so sorry" I whispered pulling her chin up with my hand gently and kissing her, we kissed frantically for what seemed like hours before she pulled away and buried her head into my chest, I positioned us on the bed so that her head was resting on my chest and I sat stroking her hair as she drew circles on my naked stomach

"What happened to yours jace?" She whispered sounding defeated and i sighed knowing I had to tell her now

"My mother, I remember she was the happiest person alive. She always had a smile on her face and just made the world seem a little better and brighter but... My father never loved her. He loved someone else, Amatis I think her name was. Not through any fault of his own, he didn't want to marry my mother in the first place but my grandmother insisted, she was a strict woman." I felt clary chuckle at that

"I wish I knew she was unhappy, my mother always hid her hurt from me, I could have helped her, I was just a child but I could have done something. She ended up taking her own life, overdosing. I guess she just couldn't take it anymore. My father was murdered. My grandmother suspects by someone that was in love with my mother and so in a matter of months I was an orphan." I whispered the last part into the room, I hated that word. It was such an ugly word to describe a person.

"Was she pretty? Your mother?" Clary asked stilling and I could tell she was genuinely curious

"Extremely so. Every guy wanted to marry her but she had always loved my father, Steven herondale. My grandmother once said I was the spitting image of my father though, but that I had her eyes. After that I was looked after by Imogen, she was the only family I had left and when she got sick my world just crumbled all over again. Before long I was on my own at just fourteen. I wasn't old enough to live on my own so I was in w children's home for a couple of years before moving in with the lightwoods at sixteen." I stroked her hair again and I could hear her sniffing

"Jace I-" she started but I stopped her

"It's fine, I'm fine now." I assured her and she nodded reaching up to kiss me.

"We're so messed up" she whispered laughing and I chuckled nodding in agreement

"I love you, Jace Herondale" she says against my chest kissing my chest before snuggling back up to it and i smiled widely

"I love you too, Clary Fray"

So back stories!! The ending I told you about is probably going to be used for a whole other fanfic but i won't be starting that for a while.

Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter and had a wonderful Valentine's Day 😘

Even if you don't have a partner 😊
Don't worry guys I spent mine with my best friend 😄