BOOK ONE | jace wayland imagines

25. rivers

STORY CREATED BY end-of-the-fing-amazing-imagines

Pacing had always been the way I escaped stress, but today had not seemed to do the trick.

"Damnit Y/N... It's all your fault.." You scolded yourself out loud as you paced outside the infirmary. "What were you even thinking?"

"Hey it's not your fault." My friend, Isabelle said placing a hand on my shoulder, "It's Jace's. He's the one who charged at that demon head on."

"Yeah but Izzy he told me to cover him. And I screwed up." I banged my head on a panel as punishment and looked down, leaning against it. "Now he's dying and who knows what's going to happen."

"Y/N please..." Izzy pleaded. "I think you need a break. Do you wanna go out? Let's go out!"

"Oh please Isabelle. You just want an excuse to get drunk."

"Yes and you need to stop worrying. C'mon. Let's go."

The wine served at the Pandemonium Club may not have been thick, but it was enough to send my mind reeling and dizzy and next thing I knew it, instead of dancing with Izzy, I was with some other guy with electric blue eyes, his hands clinging to my waist. I didn't mind much, my intoxicated mind taking over, I turned over to Izzy to see her clinging to another man, his arms holding her high. Still, I kept dancing with the stranger, not caring.

That is, I didn't mind until this stranger pressed his lips on my neck.

I pushed him away, shouting, "No!", and turned my back on him, grabbing Isabelle away from her man and walking out of the club.

"Dude... What was that for?! I was having such a-"

"You can thank me later." I cut her off, grabbing her wrist, "Let's get out of here. TAXI!"

"Party pooper." Izzy muttered as she climbed into the back as I sat in the front with the driver.

"Where the heck did you go?!" Alec hollered as me and Izzy entered the infirmary drenched in white flakes, Izzy clung to my shoulders.

"The Pandemonium Club." I replied tartly, setting Is on a bed where she almost instantly fell asleep, "Isabelle's idea. We were on our way home and got caught in a snow storm and the taxi driver kicked us out so we started walking. Didn't help that your sister fell asleep on me."

"So she was the only one... intoxicated?"

"Nope." I laughed at Alec's use of words, "I was drunk too but I break out if it pretty fast." I finished, not mentioning the blue eyed man.

I know it was stupid.. But something about his... Cold lip... Terrified me.... I don't know what it was but it scared me. It made me sick. Dizzy. Made my bones run dry. It was almost... Inhuman...

I didn't like it.

"Y/N!" Alec snapped at me, pulling me from my thoughts. "Wait here till Jace wakes up. I'm taking Isabelle to bed." I nodded as Alec picked up his baby sister and left me alone with my close friend.

He looked so sickly. So fragile. And it pained me.

It was all my fault... It's always my fault... Isn't it?

I'm the dumb newbie who screws everything and everyone over, and naturally, it took on my best friend instead of that asshole Alec.

He didn't deserve any of this, but Alec needs to learn some respect. Even for a Shadowhunter, he is rude and arrogant! After a while, it really gets annoying.

I toyed with Jace's hair, attempting to get the blood out of his golden stands, then quickly paused and looked out of the institute.

The white snow still flustered down quickly, as if racing the other snowflakes to tap the ground. Just looking outside made chills run outside and I longed for nothing to be playing outside with the Lightwood's and Jace. I knew this would never be accept though.... Not anymore.

I may be a sixteen year old girl, but I'm first and far most a demon-hunter. Nothing could compete with my life ambition.

I wasn't even born into this life. I showed up at the Instute door, only for people to later realize I had the blood of the angels, making me one of them. Not once in my life have I actually enjoyed this life. Never. It's torment, nothing more.

Just thinking about my past... My cold... Sick past made my stomach queasy.

But you know, it could always be the liqueur.

Hearing a small moan, I was pulled from my head and I turned to see Jace sitting up from his bed, his golden eyes halfway opened. "Damn Y/N..." He muttered, "Someone had fun while Jaey-Poo was asleep."

Chuckling, as he used the nickname I called him as a child I replied, "Well who knew there could be a party when Jacey-Wacey was out cold." He laughed and I looked down. "Sorry about that by the way... I should have covered you more per-"

"You didn't do anything love." Jace cooed, taking my hand. "It's my fault. Anyhow... What did I miss?"

"New York's first snow of the year." I replied, gesturing at the window. He quickly sat up, looking pint into the open and sighing at the sight.

"Looks like a memory... Remember that one time when we snuck out of the institute when we were eight and-"

"Threw snowballs around and we needed hitting Mrs. Lightwood!" I inturpted as we both laughed and Jace snapped at me.

"It was you who did it you know."

"Shut it! It was you and I was the one who took the fall for it!"

"You always took the fall for everything I did... As I am the sweet innocent child." He spoke sarcastically, giving himself a halo as he nudged my arm and I almost instantly winced, suddenly feeling sick. "Oh no what did I do to you?" He leap from the bed and took my arm, reeling up my sleeve only to revel a small mark on my shoulder, black oozing up from the top and making its way around my body. "What were you doing? What-"

"I was at a club" I cut him off again as he stroked the cut, lightheadness flooding me. "And I w- was dancing..."

"With who?" He exclaimed, rage becoming apparent in his voice.

"I- I don't know.." I mumbled, my head leaning into Jace's arms. "It was Is then this other guy who freaked me out so I..." I paused and took a deep breath as Jace searched frantically for his Stele.

"By the angel were did they put it.." He muttered as I began to cough violently into my shirt and darkness drew closer. A dark moan escaped my mouth as I attempted to close my eyes, Jace catching me quickly and shaking me awake. "Not yet Y/N... Not yet..." He stroked my hair gently as I used up my strength putting just enough effort into my brain so I could keep my eyes opened. Jace laughed darkly. "You know... You're going to be okay, alright? You are just going to go to sleep really quick and you'll open up your prettyeyes tomorow and everything is going to be okay." He laughed again and took your head and put it gently in his lap, laughing as you shook your head and placed a shaking hand to his hair. He smiled sweetly. "No... I know you'll be fine... You want to know why? Huh?" He laughed gently putting his lips to my ear and whispered gently, "Because I love you... And that's why you can sleep now... Okay?" You nodded gently, easing some restrain as he picked you up and sat you on the bed. "You can just close your eyes, if you want or you can fight. I couldn't care..." He laughs again, looking out into the snow, "Everything you love really does die..."

"I'm not going... Not going to be dead. I just won't be living..." I replied and he turned back to me.

"What's the difference?" He replied, smiling lightly, "I can't see you either way.."

"I'm still here." I replied, touching his heart with one hand and head with the other, "That's the difference."