I Can't Stay

Chapter 3: What now?

Clary had been sick for a week now and food still repulsed her no matter how hard Jace tried to get her to eat. She was feeling very week due to lack of food and didn't want to get out of bed. Jace would occasionally check on her and lay with her when it was particularly bad. He would lay there and rub her back or run his fingers through her hair while she clutched at her stomach. Jace hated seeing her like this and was starting to get really worried. He'd never seen a shadow hunter so sick before unless it was from demon poison. The angel blood that ran through their veins was so powerful they didn't worry about mundane sickness.

Clary got up for the second time that day to get sick. She ran for the bathroom and started dry heaving. There was nothing in her stomach to come up and she thought this was much worse than actually being sick anyway. When she felt she was done she cleaned up and started digging around in the cabinet under the sink for some type of medicine to settle her stomach but while she was digging she happened to brush the box of tampons she kept as extra.

"Shit" she whispered, her eyes growing big trying to remember the last period she had gotten. She silently thought to herself "I'm sixteen years old this can NOT be happening. Mom's gonna kill me and Jace..." at the thought of jace she felt a tear run down her cheek "what will jace think will he be angry, will he help, will he abandon me?" She then tried to remind herself that it wasn't a positive yet she had to take a test. So she left a note on Jace's bed and snuck out of the institute.

Jace went upstairs to check on clary for the fourth time that day. He took a small breath in as he opened his bedroom door where she was sleeping, or she was supposed to be sleeping, a wave of panic shot through him and his heart began to beat faster until he noticed the piece of paper lying on his pillow.
"Went to store. Be back soon. Don't worry. Love you. -Clary"

She probably just went out to get some medicine or something he was sure so he took the time to tidy up. He always liked his space clean. He made the bed up again and cleaned the bathroom a bit. He was just finishing up when he heard someone open his door. He walked out of the bathroom and into his room when he saw Clary. He rushed over to her "Are you feeling okay? I could have gone with you to the store Clary, you shouldn't have snuck out like that"

Clary stared at the ground and mumbled an apology she had started crying again worried about what would happen when she used what was in the tiny brown bag she had.

Jace noticed she was crying and tilted her head up so she was looking at him when he noticed her tears he felt extremely guilty for getting a bit angry at her " it's alright love" he said as he wiped a tear away with his thumb. "I was only worried is all" he kissed her on the lips softly, he was about to deepen that kiss when he heard his name called from downstairs so he told clary to rest and that he'd be back to check on her soon.

Once Jace had left the room she ran to the bathroom and, well, peed on a stick. She paced back and forth bitting her fingernails as her stomach started churning. "Not again" she thought as she was sick another time. After enough time passed by she took the test in her hands with her eyes closed "please be negative" she thought "Pleeease be negative" she opened her eyes and sure enough there was that little pink plus sign "Shit" she said it out loud this time "shit shit shit" she collapsed on the floor, tucked her knees to her chest, and cried. "What now?" She asked herself and the tears kept coming "What am I going to do?"