Times of Death (Jamie Campbell Bower fan fic)

Chapter 18: Goodbye

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Cameron

After Kylie finally gave me her own version of a yes to move in with me, I was so excited. She also told me she wanted to change herself, shadowhunter-wise because she was a 'new person' she said.

Not long after that, I left the hospital and went to the store and bought her some brand new black RayBans. Saying I was completely overtaken with happiness, was an understatement.

I returned to the hospital to find my happy girl eating some pudding. I sat by her bed as she told me that the nurses said she was doing great and they would let her go home tomorrow.

With that, it was already pretty late since I was gone for a little while, setting up her new room at my house. I told her to get some sleep because it was going to be a big day tomorrow, leaving a soft kiss on her forehead after. I fell asleep in the chair next to her and her hand clutching to my arm.

Jace

It had been a few days since the three of us went to see Kylie in the hospital and to be honest I kind of miss her. Let's just say the institute isn't the same without her here.

Isabelle was taking Kylie's absence the hardest because for some reason she felt bad. But I wasn't focused on Kylie right now. Clary was the only thing on my mind.

Everything she did made me completely obsessed with her. Yesterday, I found myself just staring mindlessly at her while she spoke, not even paying attention to what she was saying. I have been thinking about it for a while...but I think I'm going to tell Clary my true feelings. The worst she can say is no right?

I walked around the halls, eventually finding my way to the not-so-secret spot in the green room.

As I suspected, Clary was laying across the small couch with her sketch pad in front of her. She heard me walk over and smiled in my direction.

"Hey stranger!" She said, shading something in with her pencil.

"Hey there. Whatcha doin?" I asked, sitting on her legs. She let out a groan and pulled them from underneath my butt and placed them on my lap.

"Drawing. What's up?" She asked, scrunching her face up in focus. I found myself staring again, a new bad habit I've inquired.

"Just came to see you, that's all." I told her, smiling. She smiled back. Just as I was about to tell her how I felt, she started talking.

"You know, you are the best friend I could ask for." And with that, my heart sunk. "I'm just so grateful that you are cool with the whole me and Simon thing." She said, instantly making me feel confused.

"What do you mean the 'you and Simon thing'?" I asked, twisting my face in confusion.

"Remember yesterday when I was talking to you? I was telling you that Simon and I were moving in together tomorrow and I asked you if you were okay with it and you said, 'yeah of course'. Were you not listening?"

That was what she was telling me when I zoned out on her face. Her and Simon? Why? I should have told her what I was feeling sooner.

"Oh. Yeah I was...I just forgot, that's all." I said half-heartedly. She didn't answer because she was so focused on her drawing but she finished up something before flipping her sketchbook closed.

"Speaking of Simon, I have to go on a little date with the certain someone at the art gallery. See you later." She said before standing up and offering me a smile and walking out. I scoffed before looking to where she just disappeared from.

I'm sitting here, thinking of how I can confess my love to a girl and she sits here and friend-zones me? Wow.

Now that Clary left me, it made me realize how alone I felt. I didn't like the feeling and I realized that I had put a certain someone through that pain. Kylie. I had to apologize to her. Now that I understand how she felt...I was such an asshole to her.

My mind flashed back to the first time we met, to when she first backed me up in a battle, when she saved my life. I owe her everything. And I was too blind-sided to realize that she cared so much for me, only to have me stab her in the back.

I think, I loved Clary, but only as a best friend or a sister. Kylie...she was my one and only. Sure, seeing Clary must've made something spark in me, deceiving me to believe that I loved her as more than a friend.

I put my elbows on my knees and rested my head in my hands. I had the greatest you could get...and I threw it all away.

I had to apologize to her. I had to explain everything to her. I needed to-...

My thoughts were cut off by someone's voice ringing through the halls of the institute.

"Hello? Is anyone home?" I recognized the voice instantly. I ran out from the spot in the green house and down the halls towards the front door, to see Kylie there, wearing dark glasses and holding a walking stick.
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Hey guys! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. As I said in a previous chapter, this story (sadly) will be ending.
Now, I have an idea for a sequel, but what do you guys think? Please comment your opinions and ideas...I would really appreciate it.
Okay thank you all again for all the reads and the support. Love you!
-J.x