When the darkness ends

Chapter 1 - The End

Jace looks at at me.

I always feel so exposed when he looks at me like that. Like he can read my mind, understands it and knows everything there is to know.

When I look at his eyes I know that there's a beautiful shade of blue with little bits of grey in it, this always reminds me of all the beauty in the world. But when I look in his eyes, I see struggle. He also has a hard time because of what Valentine told us. Besides the struggle, I see love. Most of what I see is love.

I dare to bet my life on it; he sees the same in mine.

For I know, I won't be able to get over him anytime soon.

He opens his mouth and says the worst thing he could possibly say to me at this moment.

"Remember when I said I'd never seen an angel?"

I look away try to go back to the place and time het said that. But it's hard with all the recent events floating in the way. Clouding my mind and making me shiver.

It all comes back to me when he continues talking.

"Well, I lied."

He turns around; I smile and my train of thought takes over.

How can I ever forget about him when he keeps saying things like this? I honestly don't think I can.

I'm so busy thinking that I barely notice him walking away. I hear footsteps and look up, he stops and without turning around, looks at me over his shoulder and says one last thing that hits me like a hammer.

"You're still the bravest mundane I've ever met"

I can see the last bit of Jace disappearing.

Bravest?

Wait he called me a Mundane. Why? I'm not even a mundane. I'm...

"I'm not a mundane!"

I am a shadow hunter, I'm not normal and I shouldn't deny it for any reason.

"Wait, Jace!"

I grab my jacket and run after him hoping with all my heart that he did not already left. I don't even close the door and start running down the stairs. I pause briefly half way down. I'm a shadow hunter I can do this. Before I know it I'm at the door. I open it and there he is, sitting on his motorbike, waiting.

"You took your time."

Even though it was a couple of minutes, for me it felt like hours. Now I know that wasn't only me.

"You said you needed me."

He laughs.

The angel thing distracted me back there but I didn't forget what he had said earlier, he needed me. I know now, standing here and looking at him; I need him just as much as he needs me, if not more.

I get on the bike right behind Jace. This is way too close but it feels good. When I realize what I'm thinking I sit up a bit to create distance and remember the cup.

I still got it. Without realising my movements, I am touching it with my right hand. The card in my left inner pocket still feels a bit cold since I just put my jacket on. It's a weird contrast with my body temperature and the edges got damaged in the fight it reminds me of the fact that nothing is perfect not even my mom's art.

Not even the Mortal Cup.

I don't notice Jace turning his head to look at me from the corner of his eyes.

"You should keep that save."

He gives me a helmet; I let go of my jacket so the card is save and out of sight. I put the helmet on and realize that I'd have to hold onto his waist since I don't want to fall of this thing.

"Is it okay if I...? Do I? Is it okay if I..."

Jace relaxes.

"Yeah."

He grabs my hands and puts them around his waist. It's nice to be so close to him, I didn't notice that I was a bit cold. The time flew by; it's already fall and I didn't even notice it. I used to love this season.

"Look, Clary, I don't believe it. It doesn't feel like the truth. Not in my heart."

I feel the same, but I don't want to admit it to myself.

I look at my surroundings. I can't look at it like I used to.

"I just don't know how to look at the world anymore. I don't see streets, traffic lights and cars. I see demons and angels. Everything is different"

He shakes his head.

"The world's the same. You're the one who's different."

Jace pushes the lever with his foot and starts the motorcycle. He turns his head to the left and tries to look at me.

"Don't you remember what Hodge said?"

I straighten up.

"What?"

"All the story's are true"

He smiles, looks at the road and drives away.