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“We need to get Camille.” Clary told Simon. “She has the Book of the White. The answer to waking up my mom, Simon.”
Simon wanted to help Clary, he knew Human Simon would have done anything to help Clary. But he wasn’t Human Simon. This was Vampire Simon, Vampire , like the people Clary was asking him to betray if it came down to it. And he wouldn’t do that. While Clary and Jocelyn were practically family to him, the truth was that the Vampires, that Raphael , were his real family now. Raphael may get annoyed with Simon and tell him to go take a walk quite often, but Raphael didn’t want Simon to really leave, at least Simon hoped Raphael didn’t really want him to leave.
“Simon?” Clary repeated, as Simon had zoned out completely. “Will you help us? Help me ?”
“No.” Simon said quietly, his voice nothing more than a whisper.
Clary gave Simon a confused look, clearly thinking she heard him wrong. “What?”
Simon cleared his throat and repeated it louder. “ No . I can’t help you.. I won’t betray them.”
Simon had thought that he would regret saying it, but it came to his mouth so naturally, as if his mouth was there just to say those words.
“Simon, we’re your family-” Clary started, but Simon cut her off.
“No. You’re not . We’re not the same.. No matter how hard we try to fight it, you and I are nothing alike. You are a Shadowhunter, part angel, I am a Vampire, part demon.” Simon told her, a strange confidence washing over him. “And I won’t betray my people, I won’t betray Raphael . Not even for you.”
Clary stared at Simon, not bothering to hide her shock or hurt, her mouth opening and closing but she was at a loss for words.
“I’m sorry.” Simon said finally. It wasn’t a lie, he was sorry for not being able to help Clary wake up her mom, but he wasn’t sorry for not betraying his family for Clary.
“I’m sorry too.” Clary said quietly, her eyes downcast. “I didn’t realize what he meant to you.”
His eyes met Clary’s for just a second and he didn’t need to ask who he was or what she meant, and he didn’t bother to lie to her.
“I forgive you,” Clary said in barely a whisper, staring into his eyes. “J-just… are you… does he make you happy?”
Simon gently pulled Clary into a hug, knowing that it will be a while, if ever, before he would hug her again.
Clary fell into the hug, burying her face in Simon’s shoulder, letting silent tears fall, holding on to Simon like the world was crumbling.
“More than anything in the world.” Simon whispered in her ear before he parted from her.