Clace in a different way

Chapter 6

*clary pov*

Jonathan gave me the devils grin

"How many times do I have to tell you to call me Sebastion Sister dearest." He hissed at me "And How nice it is of you to drop in"

"It's my house. How not nice of you to drop in"

He ignored my comment

"I see Jocelyn finally brought the institute into your life" he nodded at jace, whom had slowly begun to step Infront of me more and more.

"Yes, she did. She brought them in and kicked you and valentine out."

His eyes narrowed. " you speak so rudely to me Clarissa"

"It's common sense to speak rudely to assholes"

White rage went through Sebastion's eyes momentarily.

"What is this?" Sebastion pointed at jace.

"Jace-" I started

"Jace herondale. Boyfriend and protector of clary" jace finished. I blushed at the end.

"Clarissa has someone else to care for. Other than her bitch of a mother, and that prissy vampire."

Now it was my turn to get mad.

"You son of a bitch!" I screamed at him. I tried moving towards him, but jace put his arm out and stopped me. Jace had tensed, and his eyes were full of white hot rage. He looked murderous and he never took his eyes off Sebastion.

"Don't talk to her like that" jace hissed.

"And who's going to stop me?" At that jace lunged at Sebastion. Jace was quicker than everyone else usually, but Sebastion seen to match his pace. Sebastion had jace pinned to the floor in a short time. I lunged when he put his sword tip to jaces throat. My blade scratched from his hip, to his shoulder. Not a deep cut, but one good enough to hurt. Sebastion fell to the ground on the side of jace. Jace stood and put the tip of his blade to Sebastion's throat.

"I'll stop you" he spit. He kicked Sebastion's head. Knocked out cold.

"Jace!" I cried and hugged him. I put my head on his chest and breathed the scent of him in.

"I have to call maryse" he murmured. I heard his phone flip out and he started texting. But he went slack in my arms. He fell into a heap on the floor.

"Jace!" I screamed. Arms had pinned me to the wall.

"Don't worry sister dearest. He's not dead" Sebastion whispered in my ear. I shivered. He was too close to me. I couldn't stop crying over the fact that jace was a motionless heap on the floor. Sebastion was whispering things in my ear, but I didn't care. I couldn't stop screaming jaces name.

*jace pov*

Everything was black. I thought I was dead. But then I heard clary screaming my name over and over, and I knew I wasn't dead. I wasn't dead, I just had to force myself to wake up. All I could hear was clary screaming and crying. It made my heart ache. I couldn't get to her unless I woke up. My head throbbed. I slowly forced myself to open my eyes. I could feel the stickyness of blood in my hair. I had to get an iratze. My hand inched every so slowly to my pocket for my stele. Once I got it, I dizzily drew and iratze, and a soundless rune on. I looked around for my sword and saw it by the window. I got up and started towards it.

"Jace." Clary whispered. I watched her sink to her knees. I realized painfully that she thought I would leave her there. I grabbed my sword and started towards her. Relief filled her eyes. Sebastion did not seem to notice Clarys eyes silently following me.

"Clarissa, he is not dead. Even if he is, the herondale scum is a sick man. Stealing my sister from me."

Rage boiled inside me. I was gonna kill him.

"He wasn't stealing me from you. He was loving me. Something you don't know how to do."

"Hundreds of years ago, siblings married. That could be us. You could love me. We could have children."

"Your sick Sebastion. I would never." Clary looked horrified and disgusted.

"What if I did kill your precious herondale. Then could you love me?"

I couldn't take it. I drove the blade home and watched him slump down to the floor. A pool of blood slowly starting to form from his chest.