Stay With Me || A Clace One Shot Story

The Rooftop

❝ But I will fake, I would hate, I would break every inch of my love ❞ ━ Alps by Novo Amor

Midnight. It was midnight at the Institute. It has been over a week since the heart wrecking discovery. Clary was gone. Jace couldn't believe that she was gone just like that. The past week, he has blamed himself everyday, thinking about how he should of been more quicker to get to her but in the end he got there too late and she was gone. The love of his life gone.

Jace flinched at that word. He couldn't bear it at all. The thought of it. Jace opens his eyes and looks at the view. He was on the rooftop of the Institute. Even this late, he could still hear the New York traffic from miles away. 

Looking down at his chest, he grabs a hold of a chain around his neck. It was the Herondale Ring. He softly rubs his fingers against the ring, sighing to himself. He was going to give the ring to Clary, to show her how much he cared for her. How much he appreciated of her, how he loves her so much that he's trusting her with his family's ring. He lets go of the ring and places both of his elbows on the ledge of the building, his head facing down at his hands.

Jace was all over the place. He felt guilty, broken, and exhausted. His eyelids were starting to get heavy. He hasn't had any good sleep ever since Lake Lyn. It felt like he was in the dark again. Jace carefully takes out his stele from his back pocket and was about to activate his stamina rune.

"Jace.."

Jace's eyes shot open as he hear that familiar voice. It can't be.. can it? Jace thought.

nearly dropping his stele, he quickly turns around. Standing a few feet away from him was the girl he thought he lost, the love of his life.

Clary.

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The cold breeze lightly touch Clary's face as she walked in front of the New York Institute. Stopping in her tracks, she looks around her. She was alone. She can feel the wind pulling her wavy red hair back. Clary takes a deep breath and carefully takes out her stele. She begin to draw a portal rune on her palm, quickly she raises her palm towards the entrance of the Institute. There right in front of her, a glowing portal appears. Clary looked around again as she enters through the portal.

She enters through a familiar place. A place she likes to call, her home. She was inside of the Institute, In the hallway where the bedrooms were. The hallway was dead silent.

Without making a noise, Clary quietly walks over to one specific door. Jace's room. She stopped dead in her tracks when she notices that his door was open, just a crack. She reaches for the doorknob and slowly opens the door. Standing there, she looks inside of Jace's room. The thought of him sleeping in his bed ended up turning into an empty bed.

"Jace?" Clary softly calls out.

Silence. The room was completely full of silence. He wasn't there.

She enters his room, looking around. His bedroom was the same the last time she was in here. It was very tidy, like nothing has been touched. Out of the corner of her eye, Clary spots something very unusual. She turns her direction towards it. There was glass on the floor. Clary was looking at her reflection through a mirror, it was broken. Clary frowned at the sight. She can see dried blood on some parts of the broken glass. Her fingers lightly touched against the glass.