Clary layed in bed confused, but had a warm, fuzy feeling in her. The moon shone brightly through the window, illmanating Jac's golden hair. One second she liked the Shadowhunter, but two weeks earlier she learned she liked her Shadowhunter brother. Watching him sleep shirtless, she taced his Shadowhunter marks with her finger. A smile streched across his face, his eyes still closed. "To sexy to not touch, huh?"
"You're my brother. I shouldn't think you're sexy." Clary said with dought in her voice. Jace's hand moved over her's, and moved it up to his heart.
"You're touching the heart of a man who nows what he wants." He wispered.
"You shouldn't want me!" Clary began, "This is dumb. It can't happen. What if Alec, or Izzy find out? Then-" She was cut off from Jace pulling her on him.
"No one has to know sister." He wispered, moving his hand to the back of her head. The mysterious eyes looked calmly, so relaxed. Not a worry in the world. The warmth of lips on her's. Clary didn't stopped it, closing her eyes the pressure grew. 'Kissing an angel.' Clary thought. They pulled back, and a voice wispered. "I love you." She came to her sences and go off him, then stormed out of the apartment, grabbing her coat on the way out.
Clary heard Jacing yelling after her. She picked up speed going down the street with her hood up. Her hands in her pockets, homeless people begged for money and police sirens clouded her thinking. Some one grabbed her arm. Jace lifted her chin, to look in his eyes.
"I know how you feel. I'm confused too. I've never felt like this about anyone. I don't want to ruin it, I'm sorry." He said, but his voice was too proud to be believable. He was always to proud. His hand moved up ot her face. "Come with me."
"Where are we going?" Clary asked. Following closely behind, Jace didn't answer, as they climbed into Luke's truck. "Is Luke letting you use the truck? Why's it unlocked." Jace used a rune on the dashboard and the engine roared.
"Just don't speak." He said. "If you want to go home. I'll bring you home." He said, but Clary didn't care anymore. Luke was always at the hospital with her mother, so no one was home. And She hadn't talked to Simon in days. Sitting in the passenger seat for hours, Clary fell alseep under the stars, early, early morning.
Clary woke up with a door shutting. "Where are we?" Clary asked.
"The coast. I want to show you something." Jace seemed to be happier than usual, more energetic. The stars where still out, it was three-thirty. Jace took Clary's hand to lead her through the dark, pavement turned to grass, which turned to sand. He took off his shirt and shoes, and left them in the took off her boots, coat and socks, and fallowed him into the water.
"How far are we going to go?" He just smiled. He didn't like answering questions. Soon enough she couldn't touch the bottom. He stopped and they swam in the cold, clear water. He came closer and the two lovers swam in each others arms. Dependent on each other to keep them floating.
"I thought you were stressed. I wanted dto fix that." He wispered, kissing her gently. "I'll make everything better." His voice was true, and his eyes lovingly looking down at her.
"You can't make my mom get better, or wake up." Clary said. He kissed her again. "But, I guess you can try." Jace took a deep breath in, and went under. After a while Clary started to get worried, and went under looking for him. She swam to where she could stand. "Jace! Jace where are you! Jace!" Clary's eyes teared up. "Jace." Clary closed her eyes, leting a tear run down her cheek.
Clary felt like she was being lifted up, of coarse, looking down Jace was cracking up. She sat on his strong shoulders and kissed his head. "See, I'll lift you up higher than you think you can go." He laughed. He fell back with a Splash. They went back to the shore. Jace checked his cell phone, and listened to his voice mall. A look of horror spead across his face, with a scared little boy's eyes.
"Jace, what's wrong?" Clary asked.
"It's Alec, he's in trouble. Give me your arm." He pulled out his stele, "I'm going to mark you before we go."
"What mark is that?" Clary asked, as the burning of the first one cooled. It looked like a 'Z' a little bit, with two lines running through it.
"Love." He said, "Because I love you."