I lean against the brick wall, smoking a cigarette. The smoke wisps out, forming perfect rings.
A man walks into the alleyway, his blue eyes dark. Alec. He slides down besides me.
"You know you shouldn't smoke Clary. It's bad for your lungs".
I scowl. "Who the fuck are you to tell me that I can't smoke? You're not much better".
Alec did drugs. It had started ever since Magnus left. I didn't know what happened, but Alec didn't ask me anything, and I didn't ask him.
He claws at my wrist. I pull away.
He growls. "You know what I want Clary."
I play coy for a moment. Then I lean in, attacking Alec with my lips. He might have needed this, but I needed it more than he knew. Alec bites my ear, eliciting a moan from me, and squeezes my breast. I gasp in surprise and grind my hips against his. He lifts my flimsy dress, unzipping his pants, and enters me. He shoves back and forth, ravishing my vagina. As we both climax I can hear Alec moaning, followed by cries of "Magnus!" I should be feeling angry now, but how could I. I was doing the same thing. Screaming his name. No matter what I did, it never was enough. I could never forget him.
Once we finish, Alec takes out a bottle, popping a brightly colored pill into his mouth. He holds out the bottle, and I hesitate a bit. Even through all the shit I'd done, I had never popped pills. Then I remember him. The angelic face with the gold hair. Those tawny eyes that lit up everytime he smiled, everytime he laughed. And I slide a pill into my mouth. Then the effects start coming in. The world looks hazy, and I suddenly have burst of energy. Why was I so sad? Everything was so nice, so happy. I let out a laugh, and see Alec laughing too. We run around like little kids when Alec shoves me roughly against the wall. He places his mouth on my neck and I gasp.
He looks up at me, grinning. "You like that, don't you? Aren't you such a dirty little girl".
I giggle, and he bites my neck, effectively ending the giggle. I moan, and as we have sex again, his face flashes before me quickly. For a moment, the haze of the drugs clear. I look down at Alec, his mouth shoved in my pussy, and at myself, my dress torn, breasts popping out of my bra. When did things become so fucked up? Then I frown. This night is too beautiful to be thinking about bad stuff like that. I scream as I start to cum, and never think about him again, lost in a sea full of desire.