Freya's POV (first person)
Jace had avoided me for three days. I didn't bother trying to talk to him, and neither did he.
It felt weird. I did notice him being, buddy buddy with Clary, but I couldn't care less. Well that's what I tried to recite to myself 24/7, however it was actually the opposite.
I hadn't gone out for a while, and I was in need of a little visit to pandemonium. I had gotten a tip off, of Valentine's location, not that I told anybody. No one had spoken to me for three days. Well... Alec did.....
Anyways. I was wearing a ribbed black shirt, with black high waisted skinny jeans, and a leather jacket.
After straightening my hair, I snuck out my room. It was late, and I didn't expect anyone to be awake. I walked past Jace's room, and heard Clary's voice. Eavesdropping, had become a second nature to me, since I've become accustomed to the shadow world.
"Jace, look all I'm saying is give her space", Clary said.
"I have, and I want to talk to my girlfriend...", he said.
"Just give her space", Clary said.
I heard Jace's door open, and saw he was approaching my room.
Sh*t.
"She's gone", Jace said.
"Alec! Isabelle!", I heard Jace yell.
So much for sneaking out.
I walked towards my room, I'd rather not have half of the institute hunting mr down.
"Why were you yelling", I heard Isabelle say.
"Freya is gone", Jace said incredulously.
"Am I now", I said, raising my eyebrows.
"Where were you going?", Jace asked.
I ignored him, and proceeded to enter my room. Jace slowly walked into my room, and slammed the door harshly.
"What the hell!", I screamed.
"Frey... what's going on", Jace said.
"Nothing, I just needed space", I said.
He walked over, and tightly hugged me.
"I seriously can't handle arguing with you", he said.
"Back at you, softy", I said.
I leaned in and kissed him. He kissed me longingly. We both pulled apart, and started to pant.
"I've missed that", Jace said.
"What, making out with me?", I asked.
"Where were you going?", Jace asked.
"Nowhere", I said, kicking of my boots, and huffing in frustration.
"I got a tip off, from someone claiming they know where my dear old father is", I said.
"It's probably Jonathan", Jace said bitterly.
"Yep", I said.
"Can I stay?", Jace asked.
"I don't think, that's the best idea, you see... I think it's better if we just, stay friends, too much has happened", I said, emotionlessly.
Jace looked crushed and heartbroken. Sh*t. I was just joking. Oops.
"April fools!", I said.
Jace's facial expression turned from hurt to angry.
"Freya, seriously!", he huffed.
"Calm down Jacey", I said.
He laid down next to me, and his arms circled my waist. I rested my head on his chest.
"I love you", he said, whilst stroking my hair.
"Clary and you look cute together", I said sarcastically.
"Shut up Frey", he said.
"Alright Jacey", I said.
Flashback- two hours earlier
"Alright, goodbye Jonathan", I said, ending the phone all.
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Freya Blossom
FanfictionIN A REALITY WHERE JACE DOES NOT CHOOSE CLARY Freya Blossom. Clary, Simon and Freya, have been friends for as long as anyone of them could remember. They were the troublesome trio, the three musketeers. On one strange night, as they go to pandemoni...
