The golden boy changed me

Chapter 15

We are so close too 1000 OMG!!!!
We can do this!
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Chapter 15

Will's POV

I ran down the steps of the precinct and pulled my jacket closer when I felt the chill in the air. It was getting pretty cold and everyone was preparing for the Thanksgiving Day parade. Other police were running around doing silly errands and setting up decorations. I honestly wasn't a fan of Thanksgiving, having grown up in England. But that didn't matter right now. I couldn't hold off on telling them any longer. It would just hurt them more.

Hopping into a cab I thought of the last time I saw them together. They seemed so happy and were so in love even if they didn't realize it then. Guilt overwhelmed me and I put my head into my hands. This was the one thing I hated about my job, breaking bad news to good people.

The taxi pulled up to the Lightwoods mansion. I still can't believe how lucky my cousin got. I've seen kids get put into awful houses and he gets a freaking mansion. I would've taken him in but I was too busy with school at the time. I still regret that.

Then I remembered when I got the call about his parent's death. We didn't know where Jace had gone for what seemed like forever. He finally managed to escape and was found with multiple injuries and bruises. Putting the sorry bastard who hurt Jace in prison was one of the greatest feelings of my life, but now I wish it was someone else who kidnapped him.

Throwing the cash at the driver I jumped out and asked him to wait for a few minutes. Hopefully this wouldn't take too long. I didn't want to see the aftermath.

Clary's POV

" Go make me a sandwich," Jace ordered from his spot on the couch. I snatched the remote out of his hands ignoring his objections and switched it off.

"Excuse me?" I asked, putting my hands on my hips and giving him a death glare. He gulped and revised his previous statement.

"I meant : My dearest Clary would you like me to go make you a sandwich because I love you and I am a good boyfriend?" He tried to hide the smirk creeping up making his lips twitch. I continued to play along.

"That's what I thought you said. Ham and cheese please, no crust." He sighed in defeat and got up, trudging to the kitchen. Giggling to myself I snuggled into the couch and flipped the TV back on, searching for something to watch. I finally settled on Doctor Who when Jace came back in, two sandwiches in hand.

"Your highness," His smirk came back as he handed me my sandwich. Right as he was about to sit down next to me, the doorbell went off. With yet another sigh Jace trudged out of the room once more to answer the door.

Assuming it was just a sales-person I turned back to the TV, entranced by David Tennant's hair. I was surprised when Jace returned with Will right behind him, looking grave.

"Look Will," Jace started, "Anything you have to tell me you can also tell Clary. You said it involved her. I thought the case was over, I heard you caught the guy."

Will looked uncomfortable, switching his weight from foot to foot. What did he have to tell Jace that involved me?

"How about we all sit down?" Will suggested, wringing his hands. "Ok there has been an advance in your parents case Jace. As you know we caught the guy and you saw the pictures clarifying it was him. One thing we didn't tell you was his name. I feel like you should know and it's not right to keep this sort of thing away from you."

Jace took a deep breath through his teeth and seemed to be losing his patience. "And?" He probed, anxiously awaiting an answer.

"The man who shot your parents and help you captive for a year, well, you shouldn't let this cloud your judgment. Just because he is who he is doesn't mean she will be like him Jace." I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion, unable to raise just one. Who was this?