the mortal instruments jace x reader

Chapter 3 the comfrontation

(a/n) hey guys i know it's been forever with the second chapter but ill make up for it i promise. i hope you forgive me and liked the second chapter and if your dedicated enough to read this third chapter then thanks! :D if you have any ideas as to what to put in the next chapter please comment! XD i could do with some help. enjoy! x

(y/n) POV

I sit frozen as Clary stared, assessing me.

"Am i meant to know you?" Clary asked curiously, I sigh internally in relief. So Jocelyn hadn't told Clary about me, that was a relief, then I could leave here - the New York institute - sooner rather than later and find somewhere to call home for a while without being noticed again,

"I appreciate your help in making me better but i have to leave you now" I says brightly, to try portray a healthy as could be shadow hunter,

"Your not leaving, we still don't know how you killed that ravener demon without any runes. we'll have the silent brothers take a look at you" Jace said, ever the helper

"No! I mean, no, that's fine. I have a rune that hides all the other runes on my body" I say, oops! slapping a hand over my mouth to try to force the words back in, but by the looks of shock on Jace and Clary's faces, it failed.

"What? How? Only shadow hunters with extra angel blood can do that!" Clary exclaimed

"I have extra because my father - like yours - experimented on me with angel blood, he took the idea from your father because they worked together for a few years, my father died not long ago" I say, telling this lie easily,

"Clary... are you in contact with your mother?" I ask causally trying to changing the subject

"Yes. why? what does she have to do with you?" Clary asked

"I knew you mother a long time ago when i was only a young girl, i don't think she'd like to see me, she didn't get along with my father"

"Who's your father?" Jace asked making me jump, I'd almost forgotten he was there he was so quite,

"He's... he's.. a very nasty man, I don't think you know him though" I say. I thought that maybe i had gotten away with not saying his name but as soon as Clary left the room to go talk to Isabelle, Jace just stared at me, scrutinizing me, probably trying to figure everything out, but I just kept a straight face. He wasn't getting anything out of me.

Once Jace realized this he sighed and walked out of the room, leaving me in dead silence, this is one of the many things I didn't like about the institute, it was mostly always quite, eerie.

As quickly as I could, I got out of the bed and went in search of the main doors, they were quite easy to spot since they were these huge wooden doors that reached the ceiling and were the width of an elephant with engravings all over. As I was walking down a long hallway, I rounded a corner, and there was the main person that had the most possibility of remembering me. Jocelyn.

"who...?" she gasped "it cant be... (y/n)? is that really you?"

"Jocelyn. Yes its me. I was just leaving" I says coldly

"No you cant. what are you doing here, Valentine's dead so he couldn't have sent you?" she says with disbelief and confusion in her voice

"No Valentine didn't send me, I was attacked by a ravener demon, i killed it but not before it bit me. Jace was there and brought me here" I say, managing to be in complete control of my voice, letting it sound monotone, completely expressionless.

"are you okay? what happened?"

"simple killing, I led him into a building, attacked him, killed him but he bit me just before I could making me faint and wake up in the hospital bed with Jace by my side. I'll be going now. Where are the doors Jocelyn?"

"you cant leave! Clary needs to know about who you are" Jocelyn said desperately

"no Jocelyn, she cant know, I'm leaving before i cause any more disruption" I say before running passed her at top speed - from the angel blood -  and headed for the doors, I found them and burst through them and onto the street, instead of stopping to take a breath I just take off again to the abandoned building, I get my stuff - a backpack with a change of cloths, weapons and a spare stele inside - then went on the hunt for a new place to live for a little while.