Clary Fray sighed, she was unbelievably bored out of her mind. She sat in her room, at her drawing desk. She could think of nothing to draw and when she did think of something it came out crappy. She tapped her charcoal pencil on the blank piece of paper. She supposed it was her fault after all; she went demon hunting with Jace 2 nights ago. Her mother didn't exactly approve of her hunting period, much less when she accidently forgot to call. On top of that, when Jace walked her to her front steps his lips crashed against hers. She shivered remembering one of his hands in her hair, the other hand on her side. She remembered the light breeze at 3am and her mother and Luke opening the door. They were both in pajamas, and frankly looked pissed and tired as hell. They had practically dragged her inside and slammed the door in Jace's face.
Jocelyn and Luke were absolutely livid. Even Luke was harsh for his usual peace keeping self. It was Luke that had usually tried to cool down Jocelyn when Clary had messed up. But those days were long over. They had both stayed up all night, and were terrified that something had happened to her. She didn't pick up, Simon didn't pick up, and finally they had called the Institute. Maryse apparently talked some sense into Jocelyn saying that alerting the Clave, for teenage forgetfulness was over doing it. For that Clary was extremely grateful, but that didn't really help her with Jocelyn and Luke. They had grounded her for 2 weeks which was pretty light considering. Jocelyn had been trying not to be so strict recently, but Clary had scared the hell out of her. Clary had felt terrible, but she was now truly bored shitless. She heard a near silent creak, which she would have never been able to hear if her runes hadn't worn off yet. She whipped around, punched whoever it was swiftly in the stomach, and pulled the knife from her boot. The person wearing all black had flown back onto her bed and she pushed the knife to their throat. "Jesus Christ, Clary! By the angel, it's me! It's me!" Jace fiercely whispered. Clary, who had him straddled, quickly removed her knife. "By the angel, Jace you scared the hell out of me!" Clary whispered as loudly as she could. Jace rolled his eyes, "Well yes, I can see that! Otherwise I wouldn't be in this compromising but intriguing position." He sat up, and put his hands on her back with a cocky grin on his face. She lightly punched him in the arm. "Ouch!" Jace complained and then a thought dawned on him.
"Wait, how did you move that quickly? I mean I'm a great teacher but I didn't teach you that." Jace asked suspiciously. Clary winced; she had hoped he wouldn't bring this up. "Oh um that…yeah it was nothing, I just have the best teacher ever!" She said warily, knowing the extra flattery probably wouldn't work. She was right. He gave her a glare, and said "Clarissa Fray, goddamn it. You did it, didn't you?" She shrugged innocently, and he took her and flipped her so she was on her back and he was on top. He gently pulled up her shirt to her bra. And there under her left breast was a Rune. It looked like a nine with a curvy line through it. "Super agility?" He guessed. "More or less," She replied, shrugging her shoulders. He looked at her hungrily, and whispered into her ear. "Now, what makes you think…?" Pause, he switched to the other ear.
"…That I won't tell Jocelyn and Luke about this right now…? You know what Luke said. Plus, he also told me he might very well kill me, if I got you pregnant or I didn't prevent you from doing impulsive stupid things." She narrowed her eyes, if he wanted to play like this she could play. She pushed him down, and she crawled on top of him. "Well, then I could let it slip to Maryse that you and Alec went to Pandemonium with me and Magnus instead of going to Idris with her." She said with wide innocent eyes. His eyes widened, and he chuckled a bit. "She would no doubt kill us. But I wouldn't get to see you." She smirked and said "I didn't know Shadowhunters, or the Great Jace Lightwood got grounded." She rolled off of him and she cuddled up next to him. She threw her leg over his legs and pulled him closer. He smelled like laundry detergent and cologne which was manly and sexy to her. Jace chuckled, "We probably have it worse than you do. One time, Mom grounded me and Alec for a year for stealing 2 bottles of Peach Schnapps. I mean, we got drunk and threw up on her antique rugs but it was still pretty bad. Plus Dad made us do like, 10 more hours in the training room each week." She looked at him and mumbled "So that's why Alec doesn't drink now." Jace shook his head. "That among other things." She raised her eyebrows at him, as if to say go on. "It's a long story…" He warned. "Good, we have all night." She replied. "Ok, well do you remember when I told you I ate some faerie food? Well being drunk was a part of that…"
"Come on, Alec! It will be fun! Live a little, pussy." Jace taunted. It was two months into their grounding since the carpet incident. Jace had the brilliant idea of going to Pandemonium and having some fun. "That cute waitress from Taki's is going to be there and I think she's bringing friends!" Jace said, excitingly. "Jace no way, you always do this to me! You always get a "great" idea, blackmail me into doing it, and then we both get caught! Plus Mom said she would literally kill us if we snuck out, at all, during our punishment. She's still pissed about the ruined antique rug, and it's been two months." Alec said, accusingly. Jace scoffed and narrowed his eyes. "Alec. If you don't come with me, I will tell Isabelle exactly what happened with all of the tampons that night," Jace threatened. During the Peach Schnapps incident, Jace and Alec had taken all of their sister's tampons, painted them a glow in the dark green and strung them in her room. Jace and Alec thought they looked like little ghosts. Jace actually thought she should keep them like that.
Isabelle had assumed it was Max; they were in a fight that week, and put mud into his shoes. Poor Max, but Jace and Alec weren't quite ready to face their sister's fury on top of their punishment. Alec jumped off his bed and got right into his brother's face. Jace could be the biggest pain in the ass. "See? This is what happens! Again that was your idea! I just went along with it because I WAS DRUNK OFF MY ASS, BECAUSE OF YOU! AND I COULD JUST TELL ISABELLE THAT IT WASN'T ME!" Alec screeched. When Alec lost it, which was rare at best, he lost it. Jace smirked, "But that would be lying, you helped me do it. And we all know what a shitty liar you are." Alec sighed, and breathed out exasperated. Alec was a crappy liar, and he especially didn't like lying to his sister. "Come on, Alec. Tell me it wasn't fun, and I swear I will drop the whole thing right now." Jace said, pointedly. Alec rolled his eyes, it had been the first time he had been drunk, so yes it had been fun. But in the end it hadn't really been worth it. Alec didn't really know why he let Jace talk him into these things.
He told himself it was because Jace would do something dumb, he would get himself killed. But Alec always wondered if it was something else. "Ok, how are we going to sneak out? Mom still has our steles and she locked our windows." Alec said, giving up. Maryse had taken away their steles during the night and only let them have them in the training room. She didn't trust them, so she locked their windows from the outside too. But not smart enough, "Isabelle's room isn't locked. And I know for a fact she's out tonight banging some Mundie." Jace said, grinning. Alec winced; he really didn't need to know that. "Wait how do you always know what Isabelle's doing?" Alec asked, as he changed from his black sweatpants to his signature jeans and black shirt. Jace said cockily, "She doesn't know that I read her diary. She keeps it hidden in the back of her closet." Jace said, moving towards the connecting bathrooms. They went into Isabelle's room. It was its usual fairly messy, with her closet splayed out. They picked their way to the door and ventured out into the darkness.