Clary and her daughter Faith are homless. Clary is alone, she knows exactly who the father is. Billionaire Jace Herondale. In fact, Clary is part of the reason why Jace is the billionaire he is today. What happens when Jace Herondale bumps into his...
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NOTHING HEY GUYS! It's saturdayyyyyy! FAITH POV Surgeons and doctors were everywhere, trying to heal gunshot wounds and calming down terrified patients. My moms wound got infected because of lack of medical attention, they're just treating my mom, it's eleven at night. The nurse told me and my dad that we could stay at a room they have for parents in the pediatrics center. And that's where we are now, in the room, me and my dad standing there in a comfortable silence. He sighs and looks at me. "You should get some sleep," my dad says. "I can't..." I whisper. "It's my fault that we were here when the shooting happened. And now I don't know if my mom will be ok..." I say. Tears should've pooled in my eyes, but I had no more tears left. My dad sighs and runs a hand through his hair. He then stares at me. He takes off his shoes and his tie, and his coat. He then lies on his side on the bed. He waves me over. I slowly walk towards him. I sit down on the bed and lie down on my side. My dad hugs me securely. "I know you're in shock....but your mom will be ok....ok? We're all going to be screwed up for a while after this, but right now...i just need to know that you're sleeping, and ok, and that you're not in danger of getting shot...because even though I know that that psychopath is dead, I'm still afraid that you'll somehow get hurt...so please...get some sleep," my dad begs. I close my eyes, and try my best to go to sleep, and I do, I eventually do...but only to get haunted in my dreams.
CLARY POV "Ok....all done, you can go back to your family...They're in the room next to the pediatrics register," he nurse says. I nod and get up, I walk towards the pediatrics center.
Faith, she's ok...she didn't get hurt, that's good...
Jace almost got shot....but I saved him...Jesus Christ, I almost took a bullet for someone who doesn't care about me...but I do...care about him. That's why I have my arm in bandages.
Does he care though?
What if he does?
~*~*~*~*~ The man keeps shooting, Jace pushes me to the floor and covers me with his body, everyone keeps screaming in terror as the man keeps shooting. ~*~*~*~*~ He shielded me from those gun shots...so he cares if I live...but, maybe he just wants Faith to have a mom...
~*~*~*~*~ "You know Clary, you don't have to go get a job...you're Faith's mother, I'm not going to kick you out," he says. ~*~*~*~*~*~ Right...so he doesn't care about me...but about faith. ~*~*~*~*~*~ We get to the elevator just as the power goes out. "Shit!" Jace curses. We hear footsteps from around the corner. Jace pushes me into a small gap between the elevators and other rooms. Jace has his body against me. His lips so close to mine. I close my eyes and hope to god that he doesn't see us. The footsteps stop. I tighten my grip on Jace. Then the footsteps continue. I let out a small breath of relief. ~*~*~*~*~ He was just trying to save us...not just me..that meant nothing...even though we were so close, I could feel his breath against my cheeks, he smelled like honey, and a drop of mint. I always loved that smell.
~*~*~*~*~*~ "Oh my god!" I say as I cry on Jace's shoulder. "J-Jace...I can't loose her!" I cry. "We won't...we won't baby, ok...we won't loose her," Jace murmurs.
~*~*~*~*~ I stop dead in my tracks. He called me baby. He...he called me baby...hope rises in my chest. He called me...he called me baby. I bite my lip and lean against the door, with a smile on my face. He didn't have to call me baby, I then happily walk into a room to see Faith curled up into Jace. She looked so peaceful and safe. Jace was also asleep, hugging his daughter securely. Jace then wakes up as he see's me, "hi," i say. He notices my bandages and gets up. "Are you ok?" He asks as he grabs my arm lightly. "Yeah...It's fine," he smiles at me, the smile that always melted me, and right now is no exception. "Uh...i wanted to know if we could talk?" I ask. "About what?" Jace asks. I look at Faith to make sure she's asleep. "When you...uh...when we were looking for Faith....you....you called me....you called me baby...and you covered me from all of those gun shots," I explain. "Oh...I...uh...you took a bullet for me," Jace says. "I'm sorry....for what I said when I broke up with you...i didn't mean it...i....i love you Jace," i whisper. Jace pulls me in and kisses me gently. "I love you too," he whispers.
FAITH POV I hear my mothers sobs as I wake up in the abandoned parking lot. I sit up and see the burned out fire. I look over to my right and see Charity, or Cher. I was back...when I was four, my mother was offered asylum by the snakes. Tears fall down my face as I see Cher.
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She looked a lot like me. She had a dirty white dress, her braids were messed up, and she looked broken. "Charity," I say. She starts breathing heavily. "You...you left me," Cher says. "What?" I ask. "You left me and her to die..." Cher says as she points across from her. I look at what she's pointing at. It was the girl from the tree. She was slumped down, like a broken doll. "I trusted you...and you left me..." she says. "And you just stood there, you just slept as your mother got raped, just took the privilege as she took all of this," Cher says. "You deserve to die!" Cher says angrily. "You killed people! You killed me! I loved you and you killed me!" "I didn't want to kill you! I didn't want to," I say as tears run down my face.
