Better Than Revenge

Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare is the shadowhunting queen and all characters belong to her except for Dylan and Kazuma. Probably more OCs coming so they belong to me too :3 okay.
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Previously on Better Than Revenge:
"Absolutely not! You are not by any means living with your fa—"
"You seriously need to start respecting your daughter's decisions."
"Fine. You can go. As long as Simon goes with you." Jocelyn pushed Valentine aside and planted herself between Luke and him, her arms goin around their shoulders, and theirs on hers.
"That, my friends, is what true frondship looks like."
"No. This, the six of us, is what love looks like."
"Couldn't have said it better myself, lil sis. Couldn't have said it better."

                         ~Chapter 9~
    
     The doors of the Institute burst open and Jace and Isabelle walked in.

     "You know you shouldn't have been so hard on her," she said, looking at Jace who was looking as if he just killed someone. His face was pale and his hair was a mess. Demon blood stained his clothes as they entered the elevator.

     "Isabelle, just--" for a moment, Izzy thought he was going to scream at her, but he took a deep breath before running a hand through his hair. "Just please... I don't want to talk about it," he continued, looking bone-tired.

     Isabelle gave him a concerned look before keeping quiet.

     The elevator stopped and Jace immediately walked to his room and tossed himself on the bed.

     His phone vibrated on the desk beside his bed and he grabbed it with a surprisingly large amount of hope that maybe it was Clary, texting him.

     Idiot, there's no way in Hell and Heaven she'd even want anythin to do with you after what you just did. The voice inside his head screamed at him. Deep inside, he knew the voice was right, but he couldn't help but hope.

     Opening his phone, his eyes widened at the name on the screen.

"My Clary♥ (1 unread message)"

     Sweeping the read icon, his heart pounded in his chest.

"From: My Clary♥
                    I hate you. Bye."

     And dropped when he read that.

    Of course. What did you expect? After what you did? No one can love you that much Jace, even her.

     Taking a deep breath, he replied..

"To: My Clary♥
      Good. That's exactly what I wanted. Glad to know the feeling's mutual now. That is, if you count disgust and pity part of hate. Have a nice life, Fray."

  "From: My Clary♥
     It's Morgenstern, dumb ass."

  "To: My Clary♥
     Morgensterns are legends, babe. They are the envy of every Nephilim. You don't deserve to be called that. You're not one of us."

     Every message he sent was another rip in his heart. He honestly didn't know why he was doing this. But...

     "You can't protect her from everything. She can't even survive school much less the real world"
     "She could die in battle, and it will all be your fault."