Clary sighed. She was curled up on Luke's old sofa watching old reruns of CSI and all she could think of was the last time she saw Jace. His words kept replaying in her mind and each time was as heart-wrenching as the first. She had finally given in and decided that she could no longer fight her feelings for Jace and was just about to tell him so, when he told her he only wanted to be her brother. Brother, Clary thought venomously, she hated the word and everything it stood for. If there were anyway that she could ----
Clary's thoughts cut off abruptly as she heard a creak in the floorboards coming from the corridor. Clary's mind ran through all the possibilities. Luke was at the hospital with Jocelyn and wouldn't be back for hours so it couldn't possibly be him, Simon was spending the day with Maia, his new werewolf girlfriend, and Jace -- Jace. Why on earth would he want to break into her house? Thinking of no reasonable explanation, Clary quickly grabbed a Seraph blade which she kept hidden between the cushions of the couch, named it Cassiel and then crept behind the door waiting for the intruder to enter.
She didn't have to wait that long, approximately five seconds later the intruder walked into the room. Without thinking, Clary raised her seraph blade and was about to strike when the indruder caught her wrist. Clary struggeld pointlessly until a familiar voice spoke, "Clary! What the Angel do you think you're doing?!"
"Jace?" Clary asked suprised.
"Who else would it be? Expecting another handsome, ravishing young man to visit?"
"Well I was going along the lines of a demon or forsaken, you know the kinds of creatures who break into your house without calling first...."
"Well, I would have let you know, had you not been avoiding me," Jace replied bitterly.
Clary looked down at her hands, "I wasn't avoiding you Jace."
"Well you could have fooled me! The last time I saw you was over a week ago and you never pick up your mobile. I swear, caller ID was the worst thing ever invented. Right after water proof towels and books on how to read."
Clary could feel his gaze burning into her but stubbornly refused to look him in the eye. "I've... umm.. been busy." Clary hoped Jace would believe her but knew even before she finished the sentence that he didn't buy the lie.
"Busy Clarissa? That's the best excuse you can come up with. You haven't been able to answer any of my, and trust me when I say this, many calls because you've been busy?" Clary made the mistake of looking up and could see the anger glinting in Jace's golden eyes. She tried to avert her eyes elsewhere but his gaze held her frozen, like a deer frozen in the middle of the road by a car with headlights. "Anything," Jace continued, "Would have been better than that excuse. Maybe you should have gone for something a little more believeable like a hoard of forsaken came and kidnapped you, held you prisoner in an underground prison and took away your stele so you spent the last week manually digging yourself out and survived by eating foolish bugs who crossd your path. Even that would have been a better excuse." Jace's eyes were positively blaring with rage and Clary felt herself cower back.
"Well, i've had things to do...." That was a lie. Clary had literally been watching the television for the last week and had been too miserable to even draw or sketch a picture. Clary saw that Jace was about to start shouting so quickly continued, her own anger rising by the minute. "Anyway, I don't see why you've wanted to talk to me, I mean most siblings" Jace flinched slightly "don't even want to be in the same room let alone talk to eachother and if you just came here to yell at me, i've got bigger and better things to do!" and with that, Clary left Jace staring at her in shock and sat back down on the couch and pretended to be paying attention to the television show.
She felt the couch shift as Jace sat down beside her. She refused to look at him and kept on staring at the televison screen. A minute or two of awkward silence passed before Jace finally gave in an said something. "So what show is this? It must be pretty entertaining seeing as you've been so busy watching it all week"
Clary's eyes narrowed but otherwise ignored the dig and simply replied, "CSI Miami, it's a crime show". The awkward silence resumed and Clary actually found herself getting interested in the show. A poor innocent girl had been murdered by a bullet to the head and the forensic investigators were just about to test the blood samples of the suspect with the evidence found at the crime when ---
"I'VE GOT IT!!!!!!" Jace shouted!
THE END...... just kidding, i'll give you two more lines.....
Got what? Clary thought in her head. Maybe all the stress was finally getting to Jace and he was going crazy. Clary stared at Jace in confusion while she waited for Jace to explain.
"We can do a DNA TEST!!!!!"
Well that's chapter one! I'll update soon and the other chapters will be longer, its just that it's a school night :P
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