Medivian

Drip, drip, drip. Three more tears fall. 'How did this happen?' I think as I bring my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around them, rocking back and forth. Why did he say that? Why didn't I speak first? "Stupid stupid stupid!" I muttered "You're so blind, Jace! So stupidly blind!" Drip, drip, drip. I sat outside his room in the Institute, pathetically crying and hoping that no one would see me. It was late; midnight, to be exact. I shuddered to think that Jace would come along and see me, ask why I was crying, comfort me. As a brother. "Clary?" Great, I thought, just great. Now I'm hearing his voice in my head. Way to go, Fray- "Clary, w

I can feel him drifting away from me. Slowly. Painfully. Floating away. Leaving me. Alone. I don't know these people. How could he leave me here? Why would he leave me? He'd always fought to stay wherever I was. So why is now different? Could it be my fault? Had I done something to scare him away? Is it because of Jace? Is it Alec's hostility? Isabelle's talent for intimidating? Or is it me? Where is my Simon gone?

**Clary, Jace, Luke, Jocelyn, Valentine, Maryse & Sebastian belong to Cassandra Clare. Adira belongs to me** As Clary's screams racked the house, Jace sat, head in hands, hating himself. How could he have put Clary through this? He should have demanded she get an abortion. They weren't ready! She was only twenty. Another blood-curdling scream rattled the glass in the windows, chilling him to the bone. Jace itched to bolt up the stairs and kill whatever was hurting her. Of course, he knew he'd never be able to bring himself to do it; to kill a baby is too much like Valentine. Too much like Sebastian. Jace shuddered, staring at the floor.

**CITY OF GLASS SPOILER!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!** Clary knocked again. Where was he? She couldn't think of any reason for him to be avoiding her. Had she done something to annoy him? She thought through the previous month. Nothing had happened that gave him a valid reason to be giving her the silent treatment. Or maybe he's just not in. The voice stated. Clary nibbled her lip. Did she want him to be avoiding her? Of course not. That was stupid. She was happy they weren't siblings - happy doesn't even begin to cover it. So why was she making up reasons for him to hate her again? Clary was shaking her head to clear it when very familiar, str

I stood infront of my mirror, frowning. My hair hung half way down my back in boring, brown waves. My eyes - cat eyes - were bright green. Sitting atop my head were cat ears. I scowled at my reflection. My lips were light pink and chapped slightly. Long eyelashes curved, casting shadows under my eyes. I knew I most people thought I was pretty, but I just couldn't see it. Probably because I couldn't get over the fact I had a cat tail and ears. Humans couldn't see them, but I still knew they were there. Aden grinned at me from my bed. "Admiring yourself?" I turned and glared at him "There's nothing to admire." I said sadly. He frowned "What do

I'm giving up. I can't fight it anymore. I have to give up. I want to give up. There's nothing left for me. Absolutely nothing. My body is numb. I can't feel a thing. Not that I need to, anyway. When will it come? Why won't it come? The darkness, the sweet, sweet relief. Where is it? It shouldn't take this long, should it? I should be gone by now. Dead. Am I already dead? Is this what death is? No Heaven or Hell? Just emptiness? Something breaks through the cold numbness. Pain. Pain spreading from my heart. Fire. Fire! Why is there fire? I'm meant to be dead! There's hands on me. I feel it. The numbness is fading from my fingertips. I want to