Heart by heart

Closed my eyes and screamed

~I~
"Omg clary your pregnant!" I scream with joy but then realization sets in and I look up at her. "Who's is it?" I ask afraid of what I'm going to hear. I hope to god seb-ass-chin didn't get her pregnant.
"It's...its jaces." She hiccuped.
"Oh my fucking god that's awesome I'm going to be an aunt!" I say in excitement. But then I realize oh yeah technically we aren't family so I say. " If that's okay with you of course?"
"Yes izzy it's okay plus I need to tell Jace. And ...soon."she says looking like she's going to cry.
"What's wrong clary? Isn't this a good thing?" I ask her. She nods and then hiccups out a no. Her voice cracks and she begins to sob. And guess who just had to open the door and walk in on that very moment? Yes that right the devil himself.Jace.
"Jace you need to give us a minute and leave this...room?" I say pushing him out into the hall. As soon as we're out the door he yells."what the hell izzy? What's going on here?" He's mad. That for sure.

"Um well clary and I need to tell you something later....I think she just needs a moment to process the news."

"What news? What's going on? Is something wrong? Tell me!" He yells his eyes tearing up.
Wow I've never seen Jace cry before. Well I have but not unless it involved clary.
~£€~
I don't know what's going on but I'm going insane. Izzy won't tell me and clary so crying. I hate when she cries and this time I feel like it's my fault. I can't help but think that whenever she cries that I have something to do with it. I hate this feeling and can't wait to get my answers so I can fix the problem or at least try.
~an hour later~
I'm sitting on my bed a book in my hand and tears in my eyes. She still hasn't told me and I'm scared.
When I hear the knock on my door I look up only to find her lying against the wall tear stains covering her face. I can tell that her tears where because of what's been hidden from me because she would still be awake to tell me if not. I pick her up and look around the halls but no ones there just church and he's curled up next to my door near a heating vent. I carry her to my bed and lye her under the covers on my mattress. This is when I look at her hands, one is empty but the others holds a small white and purple stick...
~To be continued...~
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