True Family Love

The Close Call

I wake up in a very good, serene mood. Oh yea, I'm in His arms... that's why, ahh, how I love his so. Sadly this moment is only that, a moment, i jump at the sound of someone pounding on our door, the sound of this also serves to wake Sebastian. "Shoot! Jace is here," he shouts as he pushes me off of my spot on his lap. "Get the door Clarissa, ill be upstairs." He then leaves me alone and runs up the stairs, i figure i may as well let Jace in, so I walk over to the door and unlock it. The moment I do Jace flies in with an arm full of groceries. "Why was the door locked Clary??? Only us 3 even know it exsists! AND you never sent a list so I just grabbed cheap easy stuff...," he shouts as he simultaneously puts groceries away and glares at me. "Why did you not text me AND lock the door??" He finally asked me angrily, while ripping his hand threw his perfect blonde hair. While I think of an answer his anger seems to relax into a understanding sadness, i decide to let him talk to see what he knows. "I get it," he sighs depressedly, "your just forgot about me... how could you forget about me??" Thank god, I think, that's all he believes. "Yes, and i am SO SO sorry Jace, i just got so into cleaning this place was so dirty, it was alot of work, " I say, and as if to prove my point Sebastian walks down the stairs yawning and stretching. "That's right," agrees Sebastian as he sits on the bottom stair pulling a shirt over his bare chest, "we cleaned almost the whole time, and then Clary sat down and watched the titanic, and I laid down to sleep." Nice cover up to the movie and blankets in the living room adjacent to the kitchen. As I drift off yet again in my thoughts i notice Jace looking at me longingly and realize I should probably try to spend time with him. Oh, how it causes my heart such pain, altho I do love him it is as a brother. Ha, the irony of it all! I love Sebastian as I should Jace, and Jace as I should Sebastian. "Jace, would you like to watcha movie with me whilst Sebastian continues his nap?" I ask, as I wish I could look to Sebastian, to tell him he is my love, but he knows, he knows that I must convince Jace of our siblingship instead of love. Jace looks at me lovingly and lays a hand on my shoulder, gentle to the eye, yet I can feel the force in his hands, the longing in his soul to be with me. And as we walk to the couch, i truly wish that it could return his affections, for he does belive that it love him, and that hurts more than anything, that I'm lying to one who I used to value more than anything.