Changes - A Mortal Instruments FanFic
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''Jace. Look at me. Why were you at the Pandemonium Club making out with that girl?!'' Clary yelled.
''I don't have to tell you shit.'' Jace screamed right in her face.
''Jace...'' Clary mumbled as she sarted backing away from Jace. ''You are drunk or someone drugged you, I know you are. You would never say this to me.''
''I am not! I mean every word I'm saying! I only dated you because I wanted to get into your pants!'' Jace yelled right in her face.
Clary was so shocked she couldn't move. She culdn't breahe. She just wanted to wake up from this nightmare. But sadly, this was real.
That whens Jace slapped her across the face. She was in shock that the Jace she fell in 'love' with slapped her.
She stood up and walked out the door.
Jace thought he will never see here again. Man, was he wrong.
He was schocked to see it wasn't the same Clary as before.
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