Jonathan's Return (The Mortal Instruments)

Chapter 19: Nightmares and Choices

AN: I know you guys probably hate me for my last chapter and might get some hate for this one too, but I promise it'll get better for Clace. But before it gets better it has to get worse... And on to the story

Chapter 19: Nightmares and Choices

Jace's POV

I look at the paper Jonathan gave me and looked at the address on the large gate outside of the house.

"Is it the right house, Jace?" Isabelle asks. "Because if it is... It's FREAKING huge! Like good God it could have it's own zipcode!"

"Actually Iz, I think it does have it's own zipcode." Simon points out.

"So do we like ring the doorbell or something?" Luke asks.

I step forward and press the button. The gates open and we walk up to the door.

I hesitate to knock, afraid of what's on the other side. Alec knocks for me a gives me a small smile. I silently thank him.

Jonathan answers the door. "She's in the living room." We follow him to a puffy eyed Clary. Our eyes connect. I wait for the usual spark, but she averts her eyes from mine. A piece of my heart chips away.

Jonathan sits next to Clary and grabs her hand. We sit on the couch across from them.

"What would you like to discuss?" Jonathan says through clenched teeth.

"We want to bring Clary back to the Institute. Away from all of this." Jocelyn explains. Clary mutters something.

"What, Clary?" Isabelle asks,eyebrow raised.

"I said 'And away from Jonathan.'" She snaps.

Her eyes look bloodshot and red. Even now tears fell from her perfect face. I wanted to reach out to her and wipe away her tears. I wanted to feel the warmth her body brought mine. The curves of her body on mine fitting together like a puzzle. I missed her hopeful and loving green eyes. Her soft red hair. The way it curled. The soothing and comforting smell it brought. I missed everything about Clary and I died a little bit each day without her by me.

"We only want what's best for you Clary." I reach out and touch her knee. She flinches at my touch and snuggles closer to Jonathan. "Why can't you understand that?"

"No!" She stands up from the couch. "You don't want what's best for me! None of you! You just want me to pick a side!" Anger and frustration replaced the emotions of sadness and guilt. " And no matter what choice I chose, I will have to love with the fact that I betrayed the other! And honestly I don't want to have to deal with that anymore! So I'm done with whatever this is." She kisses Jonathan quickly and then rushed up the stairs. Moments later a door slammed.
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Clary's POV

I hug my knees to my chest and sob quietly. A knock at the door makes me freeze.

"Please go away. I don't want to talk." I whisper.

"Well I don't really care," Isabelle and Simon barge into my room.

"Iz! I told you she didn't want to talk." Simon complains. He gives me a small smile.

"Holy shiz nit! Clary your room is freaking huge! Is this your closet?!" Isabelle explores the inside of my closet. Excited screams and squeals fill the awkward silence shares between Simon and I.

"Omg are you serious?" Isabelle comes out holding a gorgeous dress to her body. " Is this the 2014 Dolce & Gabbana Spring line?" She looks in the mirror.

I shrug at her. She already knew I wasn't a big fan of fashion.

"I have to try this on." She starts to head into the bathroom until Simon grabs her wrist and stops her.