Hello, this is primarily a Clary/Jonathan story and will contain smut/lemons or whatever you call it. Please don't continue if you aren't into that stuff. Basically I own nothing except the plot, Cassandra Clare own everything else. This is set after City of Lost Souls :) Enjoy!
She woke up sweating, she'd had an awful nightmare where she was back in Jonathan's apartment and he had tied her up and hurt her while Jace had watched, saying nothing, doing nothing, as if her cries of agony didn't reach his ears. She knew it was over now and that she had Jace back but those days still haunted her. To this day she still didn't know if Jace would have saved her if something like that had happened. Would their love have proved greater than the influence of Jonathan's connection to Jace? She liked to hope it would have, that their love was invincible and more powerful than anything else in the world.
She peeled the covers of the bed off of her soaked skin and headed straight for the bathroom connected to her room. She had been living in the institute ever since Jonathan's letter for her own protection as Maryse has ordered. One of the perks of her living in the institute was that she got her own bathroom. She rushed her shower and threw on a pair of jeans and a random tshirt, wanting to see Jace as early as possible, he had texted her last night after she had fell asleep saying that he needed to talk to her, she hopes to god it was good news. She hurried over to Jace's room then paused outside the door to compose herself so she didn't look like she had run like a desperate maniac just to see him. She knocked on his door and heard him call a '"Come in". She opened the door and walked in, she located him sitting on his bed inspecting his hands, he did that a lot recently, ever since the heavenly fire had taken up residence inside of him. She approached him slowly, smiling when he made eye contact with her.
"Hey, you said you wanted to talk to me?" she said with hope in her eyes, maybe he had finally learnt something about the heavenly fire and how to control it.
"Hey Clary, um, I decided on something and I don't want you to be upset because I'm doing this for you because I don't want to hurt you, at least until I figure out how to get this damned fire out of my body" he said looking fearful of her reaction.
She already knew where this was going, in fact she had prepared for this moment, she gave him a nod to continue.
"Well I was thinking that we should spend time apart so that I don't hurt you" he said. After seeing her face fall he quickly added, " I just can't resist the urge to touch you or kiss you when I see you and if I hurt you I'd never be able to forgive myself, Clary, please, you have to understand."
She nodded mutely, " I understand but I don't think i can bear to be in the same building as you without being near you so I think I'll move back home if that's the case."
Jace nodded with sad understanding clear on his face, he clearly felt awful about what he was asking her to do but she didn't care because right then she just wanted to get away from him so she could cry in private.
She turned away from Jace and briskly made her way out of his room without a backward glance, once out of his room she ran for the elevator, on her way she passed Alec who called out for her but she ignored him, tears streaming down her face, she stepped inside the elevator and blindly felt for the button to go down. She found the button, smashed her fist into it and then proceeded to throw the door open at the bottom and run out of the institute. Half way home she stopped running as she was out of breath and collapsed on a bench in a nearby park. She was close to home but didn't really care to explain her situation to her mom right now. She just sat there, exhausted from her emotional pain and her running. Her eyelids started to droop and she let them as it was early afternoon and the sun on her face made her twice as sleepy.
She woke suddenly so a very late afternoon where the sun had begun to set. She sighed, she had to get going home to explain to her mom what had happened and ask to move back in. As she went to move she heard a voice chuckle very close by. She jumped out of the seat and swung around to face none other than Jonathan himself. He smiled darkly at her and she stood frozen, she felt all the blood drain from her face as she realized he was alone, in a park, with Jonathan, how could she have been so stupid as to fall asleep in a public place without letting anyone know where she was when Jonathan was supposed to be on the lookout for her.
She instantly shifted into a fighting stance. "Oh come now, do you really think you can beat me Clarissa?" Jonathan asked her, rolling his eyes at her. She was determined to keep him away from her. Her mind race through the night she ruined his ceremony, the way they had battled, she won then, she could win again. "I bet you are recalling the night we had our little fight. Just so you know, I let you win. Just to show you how helpless you were when Jace was connected to me. There's no way you can compete against years of training with a few months of training Clarissa, please give up and I won't hurt any of your petty little friends".
Clary pondered his offer for a few moments before finally moving out of her fighting stance. "Good girl, now come here". As much as her body screamed at her to run, she knew she couldn't outrun him and her best bet was to go with him willingly so as not to anger him and hope that Jace and the others caught on to what had happened fast enough. She reluctantly walked over to him and he moved behind her. Her skin crawled as he pulled her tshirt up and etched a rune onto her back. She felt her legs give way and Jonathan scooping her up into his arms. She looked at him and he shrugged, " Rune for disabling the lower half of your body. I really can't be bothered with you attempting to run away". She glared at him as he snapped his fingers and they appeared in a pitch-black room.
" This is your room for now, until i can trust you to stay with me you will stay down here". Down here she thought? So she was underground or in some kind of basement then. She tried to collect any pieces of information that might give away her whereabouts or possible escape routes. He walked around in the darkness and then set her gently onto a bed, he must have some kind of night vision or something she thought. She felt him pause and then felt his hand stroke her cheek. She wrenched away violently and she heard him chuckle and they say, " How do I love you even though you hurt me and seek to destroy me?" he said in an almost sad voice. Clary felt like clapping for him, she had to admit, his acting skills were exceptional since there's no way a demon like him could feel anything.
"Easy", said Clary, "You don't love me, you are incapable of love". She could physically feel his fury then she felt him leave, she saw a door open, bathing her basement in light for two seconds, before slamming shut again behind Jonathan. She hoped her friends and family found her soon because she was afraid of what Jonathan might try next.