Broken Heart

Prologue

Clary's POV

5 Years Ago

Today is my two- year anniversary with my boyfriend Jace Herondale. I was twirling the promise ring he had given me after the Dark War on my finger.   That is where the problems all started.

I was walking towards his room to tell him I was ready for our date when I heard a moan coming from behind his door.  I knew that moan was Jace's but then there was another moan, this one more feminine.  She was calling out Jace's name.  I opened the door to the most terrifying picture in the universe, my boyfriend and another woman under my boyfriend's bed sheets having sex.  I ran out of the room shutting the door behind me.  I ran up to my room and grabbed two throwing knives from my closet, and ran back to his room.  I threw the door open as I released the throwing knives landing on the headboard.  Jace started staring at the knives imbedded into his headboard.  The girl screamed as she saw me standing by the door pulling the covers to cover up her body.  Jace looked in the direction of the door, annoyed.  Until he saw that it was I his girlfriend standing at the door.  "Clary," he whispered.  He ran out of the bed putting on his underwear.  "Clary, let me explain, please."  I laughed, tears streaming down my face,"Explain? Explain, what?  That you found another girl to bone because I wasn't willing?  Psh.  And then on our anniversary!!!!!!!!!  Screw you Jace Herondale.  I sure hope it was worth it,"  I screamed the last part as I took off running.  "CLARY!!!," Jace said my name as he took off running trying to catch up to me.  At arms length away, I took out my stele and drew a portal in the air.  "I'll be back."  I say and jump into the portal falling into darkness.

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Jace's POV

I was at Pandemonium.  Today was Clary and I's two- year anniversary.  I smiled just thinking about it.  I pulled the boxed ring from my pocket.  It was gold with three red diamonds in the middle, two small ones surrounding a bigger one.  Our hair colors.  I was finally going to do my worst fear.  I was going to ask her to marry me.  

"Hey, cutie," someone said behind me.  I turned around, quickly placing the box in my pocket, facing a girl about my age (18).  I nodded and continued walking.  "Soo... Who are you waiting on?"  "I'm getting something for my girlfriend." 

"Oh.  Well, where is she now?" 

"She's at a friend's house." I lied.

"Well, Im pretty sure since she is away she won't notice if her boyfriend was doing something...else."  she ran her hands up and down my arm.

"I don't think she would but I'm not going to betray her either."

"Oh well I guess there is nothing else for me to do to persuade you but-," and then she kissed me.  Her lips were soft against mine.  The kiss became sweet then it intensified as she pulled her tongue into my mouth.  

I didn't know what happened, but the next thing I know is that we are in my bedroom having sex.  I heard the door open and a shocked gasp, but I ignored it.  Then I heard the door open again and I rolled my eyes as I kept kissing Layla she told me her name was.  There was a harsh thud on my headboard.  I looked up to see that it was two throwing knives.  Only one person in the Institute had chosen throwing knives as her weapon, Clary.  I turned around when I heard Layla scream pulling the covers over her naked body.  I turned towards the door to see my worst nightmare happening before my eyes.  "Clary," I whispered.  I jumped out of the bed putting on my underwear,"Clary, let me explain, please."  She laughed, tears streaming down her face, "Explain? Explain, what? That you found another girl to bone because I wasn't willing? Psh. And then on our anniversary!!!!!!!!! Screw you Jace Herondale. I sure hope it was worth it," that slapped me hard in the face. She took off running.  "CLARY," I screamed her name.  I chased down the hall way after her.  At arms length away, she drew a portal and jumped in, the portal closing in behind her.  I dropped to my knees.  Crying into my hands.  I lost her.  I lost her AGAIN!!!!!!!!!

Clary's POV

I lost him.  I lost him AGAIN!!!  Two hands grabbed my arms as I was about to fall into a trashcan, and trust me that would not have been pretty.  I turned around to see at least nine boys in there early twenties.  I looked at the boy who kept me from dropping into the trashcan and saw a boy with platinum white hair and green eyes the color of grass,  Jonathan.  I backed away bumping into the trashcan he had just pulled me away from.  "Clary?  Is that you?" he asked.  "What do you eat Seb- Jonathan?" i quickly jumped up from the trashcan and starred at the boy in front of me," Is it really you John?"  He nodded, a stiff nod.  "I wasn't killed when you stabbed me.  You saved me, Clarissa!"  I cried even more and fell to my knees.  This is Jonathan.  Jonathan while he was still an infant.  The brother I was supposed to have.  "Johnathan.  We have to go," one of the boys behind him said.  "I know, Keta.  Clary follow us.  You are meant to be our leader whenever our leader dies.  You have strength we all see it  We can give you food and a home.  Please join us," he responded.  He held out his hand.  I grabbed it and that is when my whole life changed forever.