( It's not the first time the world has struck her as cruel.
It's not even the first time this week. Sometimes Clary gets so angry at how things have turned out for him, so furious that someone like Jace has been deprived of a better life that she wants to take on the entire universe. There have been nights she's lain awake and remembered every thing he told her, piecing together an unhappy tapestry of an upbringing and held it against the light of her own. At least Clary knew that she was loved. What had he? An uncertainty so strong he'd been more than willing to write himself off as a monster. A belief so real he'd thought the very blood in his veins was poison.
Valentine's cruelty has taken a lot from them both. For him though, the wounds run deep.
But Jace is beautiful, inside and out, brave and smart and strong and so wonderful that she couldn't have helped but gravitate towards him. If he were any less, she'd have been able to walk away, but here she is, even now. )
They're going to be so proud of you. ( Her voice is soft, threaded through with feeling. Clary lifts a hand, presses her palm against the back of his, turns her cheek against his touch. Her lips brush against his skin, a sweet gesture, as if for a moment she could prove how good he is through action alone. ) I know it. They're going to be so proud, Jace. They'll love you.
( Just like his siblings do, just like she does. )
eff u i'm cryin
It's not even the first time this week. Sometimes Clary gets so angry at how things have turned out for him, so furious that someone like Jace has been deprived of a better life that she wants to take on the entire universe. There have been nights she's lain awake and remembered every thing he told her, piecing together an unhappy tapestry of an upbringing and held it against the light of her own. At least Clary knew that she was loved. What had he? An uncertainty so strong he'd been more than willing to write himself off as a monster. A belief so real he'd thought the very blood in his veins was poison.
Valentine's cruelty has taken a lot from them both. For him though, the wounds run deep.
But Jace is beautiful, inside and out, brave and smart and strong and so wonderful that she couldn't have helped but gravitate towards him. If he were any less, she'd have been able to walk away, but here she is, even now. )
They're going to be so proud of you. ( Her voice is soft, threaded through with feeling. Clary lifts a hand, presses her palm against the back of his, turns her cheek against his touch. Her lips brush against his skin, a sweet gesture, as if for a moment she could prove how good he is through action alone. ) I know it. They're going to be so proud, Jace. They'll love you.
( Just like his siblings do, just like she does. )