Hiding My Life (On Hold)

Chapter Sixteen

Clary's POV

*Three Months Later*

I laughed at Jonathan and we both sat down on my new couch, in my new penthouse, in New York. It's not far from dad's place, which is a good thing. Plus, Jon lives just a little away, too.

He just finished college and is working with dad while he's going through law school. I have a job here at an art gallery just down the street from my place.

"God, I missed having you around." I smiled and nodded, holding onto my stomach as I suddenly felt nauseous. "You okay, baby?" I nodded.

"Fine. Just been a little queasy here lately." He worriedly looked down to my stomach.

"You're not pregnant, are you?" I shook my head, but stopped as I tried to remember if Jace and I had used a condom that drunken night in Hawaii. "Clary?"

"I-I don't know. Jonny, I can't be pregnant. I'm not even twenty yet!" I exclaimed, suddenly worried about being pregnant. "I'm too young." I cried and he pulled me to his chest, rubbing my back.

"Babe, girls get pregnant at fifteen now, at least you waited this long. How about this? I will run to the drugstore and bring back a couple of tests. Don't worry." I nodded and hugged a pillow to my chest as he grabbed his keys and left the apartment.

Fourty minutes later, I paced back and forth, waiting for the answer. The timer on my phone dinged and I rushed to the tests, seeing all three with the same answer.

I broke down, sobbing on my bathroom floor. "Clary?" The door opened and Jon walked in, glancing at the tests before sitting down beside me and setting me in his lap, letting me sob into his neck. "Oh, baby, I'm so sorry. Is Reid the dad?" I shook my head.

"No. I won't tell you who he is until I tell him about the baby. God, I have so many things to do. I need to find an OB, get some prenatal vitamins. I mean, I can't have an abortion, I know that. Jonny, what am I gonna do?" He shushed me, holding me against him while he rubbed my back.

"I don't know, babe. But, just know that dad and I are with you through this whole thing, no matter what. Okay? You're not alone in this." I nodded and sniffled, trying to stop my crying.

"Thank you." He kissed my head and we just sat there as he tried to comfort me.

"You're my little sister, I will always be here for you."

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So, I just met with my new OB, who recommended thar I see a high-risk OB instead, because of my Congenital Heart Disease. She said that it could endanger my life and the baby's. It's been a few weeks now since I found out that I was pregnant, though I haven't had the balls to tell Jace or anyone else.

But, still, no matter what happens, I will choose my baby's life over my own. If it comes down to it and one of us has to be saved, I want it to be the baby, but I know that everyone will disagree with that.

Now, I stood outside Maryse and Robert's house. Finally, I gathered the courage to knock and so I did. "Clary, wonderful to see you." Maryse opened the door and I hugged her, hoping she couldn't feel my growing baby bump.

I always wear loose shirts now, to make sure no one finds out yet. "Hey, Maryse. It's good to see you, too. Um, is Jace around? I need to talk to him about something."

"Sorry, he's not here. Is there anything I can help you with?" I shook my head.

"No, not really. Could you just call him and send him over to my place? It's not something that can wait." She nodded.

"Of course. I've got your address and I'll give him your number. Come by again soon, okay? We miss you." I nodded, hugging her one more time.

"I miss you guys, too. I'll be by soon, I promise. Bye, Maryse."

"Goodbye, sweetheart." I got into my black Chevy Equinox and headed back to my place. Once I got there, I made a cup of tea and sat down, watching tv in the living room.

After an hour or two, someone knocked on the door, so I stood up and opened it. Jace stood there, smirking. "I heard you needed to see me right away. Miss me already?" He leaned in for a kiss, but I stopped him with a hand on his chest.

"Not what I needed, Jace. We need to talk." I returned to the couch and hugged a throw pillow to my chest. He sat down a little away from me, but I couldn't look up at him.

"Okay." He said skeptically. "What do we need to talk about?"

I grabbed the envelope and handed it to him, letting him look at the pregnancy tests. "I'm pregnant and it's yours." I looked up at him to see his reaction. Shock.

"Y-You're pregnant? We're going to have a baby?" He never looked up from the tests.

"Yeah." He nodded.

"Okay. Not what I expected when I came over here. Oh, Clare. What are we going to do?" I shook my head.

"Hell if I know." Tears fell from my eyes and he looked over at me.

"Baby, don't cry. Please, don't cry." I took a deep breath and looked up at him.

"So, I went to my OB and I have to go see a high risk OB, because of my Congenital Heart Disease. She said that this pregnancy could either go smoothly, or it could endanger both mine and the baby's life." He moved himself closer to me, wiping away my tears.

"Clare, don't get me wrong, I am happy about this baby, I'm just shocked, but should we even be having this baby? I mean, we can always make more babies at a better time, but we can't make another you. I don't want to lose you, baby. I really don't."

"Jace, I'm having this baby, no matter what. And, if I don't make it through this pregnancy, you'll be a single dad. Is that what you want? Because, if you're not ready for this, for a baby, I'll have help from my dad and Jon. If you don't want this, tell me now, because I'm not gonna go through this pregnancy thinking that you're ready and willing to help me with this baby. Tell me now."

"Clary, I am all in. All in, baby. I couldn't imagine doing this with anyone else and I'm so glad that it's with you. I want this, I want you and I want that baby." I sighed.

"This is your last chance to back out, Jace." He chuckled.

"There is no backing out. I'm all in, Clary. I am so ready to do this with you and nothing will stop me." I smiled slightly and he wrapped his arm around me.

"Thank you, Jace." He kissed my head and unpaused my show.

"No need to thank me, baby. Have you told Jon or your dad?"

"Jon knows, but not dad. I didn't want to tell anyone else until I told you, but Jon doesn't know that you're the one that got me pregnant. Be prepared for a punch to the face by at least one of the two." He laughed.

"I can handle it."

"I know you can."