Broken

Chapter 23

I have no idea how we got home but we did.

I was currently in my room crying on my bed. I hadn't said a word. I didn't know what to do.

I grabbed my phone and dialed a number I had memorized since I was 5. She picked up on the first ring.

"Clary?"

"Mommy." I sobbed into the phone.

"Clary? Baby, what's wrong?" She said worry covered her voice clearly. I didn't know what to say, how to say it, so I just blurted it out.

"Mommy, I have to kill my baby. She's sick." I said while a pain filled sob wrecked through me.

"Oh my... Clary what happened? What's going on?" She said frantically, I could hear voices and movement in the background.

"Mommy, my baby has a condition that makes her bones break easily. She has broken hands and legs! Mommy I can't keep her safe anymore. She's in pain, she's always gonna be in pain." I said sitting up in my bed rubbing my belly as I cried even more over the fate of my baby. She's not even born yet and she's in more pain that I've ever been in my 17 years of life.

"Oh Clary, honey I am so sorry. I wish there was something I could do to help you. I'm so sorry baby. I really am." She said her voice breaking as if she were crying too.

"Mommy I-I need you. Mommy I can't do this by myself. I need you." I said as I sobbed mourning the loss of my baby girl. I knew what I had to do. "I need you to bring Jonah and Jace here. I'm in Idris. Call Tessa. Mommy please." I said as I hung up the phone. I grabbed the card that Dr. St. Claire had given me of the hospital.

I picked up the phone and dialed the number. I slowly moved the phone to my ear while more tears streamed down my face.

She picked up on the third ring.

"Hello?" She said into the phone.

"It's Clary Fairchild. I went in just a few minutes ago, you spoke to me about my daughters condition. You said it would be better to terminate? I was calling to schedule a paternity test and a termination two days from now. Can you fit me in, please?" I said trying to keep my voice from quivering so she could understand me clearly.

"Miss Fairchil, are you sure about this? This is something you should take into very thorough consideration. I could realize the paternity test and have it ready for that day if you come in tomorrow at 9 in the morning. Then we'll talk about the termination." She said slowly. I took in a deep breath and exhaled.

"I have thought about it, it's the best option for her. She's in pain, she will always be in pain if she lives. I don't want that for her. Never." I said to her my voice getting stuck in my throat a few times because of the emotions swirling inside of me. I meant what I said but it's still hard on me.

"If that is what you want. I can't do anything about it. Come to the hospital at 9 in the morning tomorrow and the day after that at 4 in the afternoon. I will have everything ready for you there and Miss Clary, think this through." Was the last thing she said before hanging up.

That night Sylas and I watched Disney movies in my room. He fell asleep next to me while I lay there just staring at his little face. Just moments ago I had met him and here I was completely in love with this little boy. My little Sylas.

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I woke up the next morning to a banging on the front door. I fixed my shirt, splashed some water on my tear stained face and almost ran to the door. I opened it and there they were.

There was Mom, Luke, Magnus, Tessa, Izzy, Jace, Jonah, Alec and Simon. All here looking at me with pity in their eyes. I looked down and moved aside to let them through.