“And then to find out the reason i felt like that-like you were some part of me I’d lost and never even knew I was missing until I saw you again-that the reason was that you were my sister, it felt like some sort of cosmic joke. Like God was spitting on me. I don’t even know for what-for thinking that I could actually get to have you, that I would deserve something like that, to be happy. I couldn’t imagine what is was I’d done that I was being punished for-“
“If you’re being punished,” Clary said, “then so am I. Because all those things you felt, I felt them too, but we can’t, we have to stop feeling this way, because it’s our only chance.”
Jace’s hands were right at his sides. “Our only chance for what?”
“To be together at all. Because otherwise we can’t ever be around each other, not even just in the same room, and I can’t stand that. I’d rather have you in my life even as a brother than not at all-”
“And I’m supposed to sit by while you date boys, fall in love with someone else, get married…?” His voice tightened. “And meanwhile, I’ll die a little bit more ever day, watching.”
“No. You won’t care by then,” she said, wondering even as she said it if she could stand the idea of a Jace who didn’t care. She hadn’t thought as far ahead as he had, and when she tried to imagine watching him fall in love with someone else, marry someone else, she couldn’t even picture it, couldn’t picture anything but an empty black tunnel that stretched out ahead of her, forever. “Please. If we don’t say anything-if we just pretend-”
“There is no pretending,” Jace said with absolute clarity. “I love you, and I will love you until I die, and if there’s a life after that, I’ll love you then.”
REBLOG ALWAYS!!! CLACE FTW!