Chapter Twenty-One

I drifted off into a well-needed sleep in Jack’s arms. I knew I had to let him go one day because it wasn’t right that he felt like was always in second. I knew I was only dreaming it but part of it has to be true. Dreams are a lot stronger than you think they are. Reality meets fantasy and we are nothing but creatures in a fantasy story for humans. But this was me not wanting to hurt him anymore. The breaks had squealed which woke me up before the passenger side had opened and Vincent was there. “Here go lay with him, you’ll heal a little faster and my shoulder is falling asleep,” Jack suggested. I looked at Vincent and he nodded before he removed his arms and now I was in the crack of his neck and it was just what I needed to ignore my growing face pains. His arms held me and slowly throbbing skin made it that much more tolerable. I was awake just relaxing. “So who was better Clary or me?” I asked which earn