Chapter Nineteen

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Jace's POV

"Jace, have you heard from Clary?" Jon asked as I sat down at the table in Taki's with Izzy, Alec, Magnus, Simon and Jonathan.

"No. Why? Is something wrong?" He shook his head, checking his phone.

"I don't know, she hasn't been answering her phone. The last time anyone saw her was this afternoon. She went to lunch with your mom."

"Let's get our food to go, I want to go check on her." We all ordered our food to go and headed over to Clary's. I knocked on her door, but didn't get a response. "What now?" Jon pulled out his keys and searched for a particular one.

"I've got a key." He unlocked the door and we wandered inside, hearing nothing but the tv playing down the hall. Clary's room.

"I'll be back." I walked down the hall and opened the door, but Jonathan followed. We both stopped in the doorway as Clary laid in bed with her back to us, but she was crying into the pillow.

"Clare?" She turned to us.

"Go away. Just leave me alone." She turned her back to us again and I sat down in bed with her while Jon kneeled in front of her. "Leave me the hell alone!" She yelled before burying her face into the pillow as she sobbed.

"No. We're not going anywhere. Baby, what's wrong?" I asked, laying my hand on her hip.

"Leave me alone." She cried.

"Babe, I'm not leaving. What's got you like this? Hm?" Jon asked and she finally looked up at him.

"I saw mom." Jon sighed.

"Oh, baby, I'm sorry. What happened?"

"I was in this bookstore and she came in, I'm pretty sure she's dating the guy that works there. She saw me, tried to apologize and when she grabbed my arm for the second time, I pulled away and my hand went through the glass in the door." She slid her arm out from underneath the pillow and showed us the white gauze wrapped around her hand and forearm.

"I'm sorry, baby. So, so sorry." Jonathan climbed into bed with her and held her tightly in his arms.

He kissed her forehead and rubbed her back to soothe her. After she cried herself to sleep, he stayed cuddled up with her and I wished that it was me cuddled up with her.

"Call dad, tell him what happened, he'll want to come over." Jon whispered to me and I nodded, leaving the room and pulling out my phone.

"Hello?" He answered.

"Hey, Valentine, Jon wanted me to call you. Um, so I guess Clary saw her mom today and she just cried herself to sleep. Jon figured you might want to come over."

"I'll be there in twenty minutes." He hung up the phone and I headed into the living room.

"So, is she okay?" I shook my head at Izzy. "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't know, I guess she saw her mom today and she accidentally threw her arm through a glass door, so she's got this gauze on her arm." Alec and Magnus looked to each other and sighed.

"Poor little biscuit. She's gotta be so upset." Magnus mumbled to Alec, reaching to hold his hand.

"Do you guys know why she's so upset about this?" I asked.

"Yes, but we won't tell you. If Clary wanted you to know, she'd have told you years ago."

"She's carrying my baby, I have a right to know. Tell me." Alec and Magnus both shook their heads.

"No. She confided in us, not you, and we won't betray her trust." I groaned and went back into Clary's room. Jonathan laid there beside her, his arm rested underneath her head while he quietly played on his phone.

It didn't take long before Valentine showed up, but he didn't want to wake her up, so he just pulled up a chair beside the bed and sat down.

I just don't understand why she wouldn't tell me about the issues with her mom. We've been together almost nonstop since I found out that she was pregnant.

I really do want to be with her, I want to marry her, but she doesn't believe that I want her for her and not just proposing because I got her pregnant.

Ever since she left for college, I've never had a relationship, just one night stands. Clary was the one girl that I've truly had feelings for.

"Jon?" Clary whispered to him and he turned off his phone.

"Yeah, babe?" He looked down at her.

"My head hurts." He nodded and kissed her head.

"That's from crying too much, I'll get you some water." Jon stood and walked past me.

She turned onto her back and glanced at me, but then moved her gaze onto her dad. "Daddy." She let out a small sob and turned on her left side while Val got into bed with her and held her close. As close as her belly would let him, of course.

"Don't cry, baby girl. It's just going to stress you out and the baby. Think about the baby, okay? You don't want anything to happen to it, so stop crying and tell me what happened between you and Jocelyn." She nodded and told him the story. By the end, he kissed her head and cuddled even closer to her.

"I hate her so much, daddy. Why isn't she in jail anymore? Wait, does that mean Sebastian's out, too? No. No. No. H-He can't be out, daddy. He'll kill me for testifying against him." She frantically spoke against her dad's chest.

"Princess, I will never let him hurt you again. Never, ever, ever. I swear to you. I don't know if he's out, but I'm sure as hell going to find out and until then, someone will be at your side at all times. I don't want you alone, ever. We'll set up a plan with one of us to stay with you in shifts, or I'll get you a bodyguard. He will never touch a hair on your head." Clary nodded against his chest.

"I miss Ryder. He'd know what to do." Val sighed and kissed her forehead.

"I know he would, and he could get away with it, too." Clary laughed lightly. "He was a good guy and I know he protected you with his life, but he's not coming back, princess. You'll have to settle for your brother and I." She smiled and kissed his cheek.

"I'm glad that I have you and Jon. Who knows where I'd be if you two didn't take me in."

"Go back to sleep, baby girl. We'll talk more in the morning." She sighed and closed her eyes, soon falling asleep against her dad.

"I got the-" Jon walked back in with a glass of water. "Water." He finished and set it down on the table.

"Go home, get some rest. I'll be here all night and tomorrow." Val said and I just decided to sleep on the couch instead.

I wish she could just trust me again.....

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