Love never Dies

Chapter 3

I WOULD SAY CLIFF HANGER BUT IM POSTING ANOTHER PART IMMEDIATLY CUZ WELL I HATE CLIFFHANGERS. AGAIN, I DONT OWN THE CHARACTERS, CASSANDRA CLARE DOES.

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CLARY POV

As soon as the bell rang, I grabbed Alyssa by the hand and dragged her out of the room. I yanked her into a small nook behind the staircase and made sure we weren't being followed. Once I confirm that the coast is clear, Alyssa speaks up "WHAT THE ACTUAL HELL. YOU RUN FROM NEW YORK TO ESCAPE THEM AND THEN THEY SHOW UP AGAIN?!?" I turn back to Alyssa and motion her to keep quiet. She was the only person besides my mom and my step-dad, Luke, to know about my past and why I moved to Texas. "I don't know, Alyssa, but my mom is NOT going to be happy" I said, nibbling on my lower lip. My mom, Jocelyn, was so going to be pissed and I don't think I can "die" again. "OK here's what I'm going to do." I said to Alyssa. "Im hiding out in Mr. Garroway's room for the rest of the day." Mr. Garroway a.k.a Luke was the science teacher. He would let me hide there, especially since he helped plan my death the first time. It was a good thing too. I had science next and I could just stay in Luke's room. "Bye Alyssa." I hugged her tightly and she whispered in my ear "Just promise me you wont die this time." I laugh and head to science.

"LUKE" I called as I burst into the science room. I paused as my eyes fell on a certain pair of captivating golden eyes. I slowly turned and looked at Luke who looked at me with a face that read "We're screwed". I completely ignore the 20 or so students staring at me and I thought "I think it's too late to hide out." "Yea, I think so too." Simon said standing up. Did I really just say that last part out loud? His face and his tone was neutral, like he didn't care if I was alive or not but the war of emotions going on behind his glasses was clear. He was angry. Actually, that was an understatement. He was absolutely FURIOUS. I shrunk against the wall as guilt tore apart my body. My best friend since I was 4. He's furious at me. I shoot a look to Luke and all he says is "Please have a seat Ms. Fray," He shoots me a look of sympathy as we both realize that the only available seat left was right in between Jace and Isabelle. I cautiously sat down and had the vaguest idea that Jace was staring at me. I turn to my head to the right, and sure enough he was staring at me. "You're alive." he whispered. He was twirling a small ring around and around his fingers as he stared deep into my eyes. "You've been alive.. all this time." Unlike Simon and Isabelle, who was clearly ignoring me, Jace looked at me with affection. He leaned over and took my hand in is. I was very well aware that Luke was watching but all Jace did was flip over my hand, and slip the ring onto my finger. I took my hand back and looked at the small silver ring. It was a simple silver band with a bright turquoise gem in the middle. I felt a physical locking of my throat. It was the ring Jace had given me on our one year anniversary. I looked up into his golden eyes that looked more pale and shiny than normal. "You kept this ring. All this time?" I whispered. Jace nodded his head, face flushed. "I did. Clary I never stopped missing you. Once you passed... Clare you were my everything and I couldn't move on without you." Now everyone stopped and stared at us. After all, its not everyday that a girl supposedly comes back from the dead only to have her ex-boyfriend declare his love for her. I felt my cheeks grow wet and Jace's thumb skim my cheekbones, catching at my falling tears. He leaned in closer and closer, probably to kiss me, but I pulled away and before i knew it, I was storming out of the room. I ran to the bathroom and locked myself into the stall.

Why? I convinced myself for 2 years that I was done with him; done with them. We were over, i did'nt need Jace anymore. So why is it that the second my eyes lock on his golden ones, I feel him pull me back in. "Jace Wayland." I said sniffling aloud to myself. "You are nothing but trouble."