Summary: Clary lives with her brother Jon. Jace is Jon's best friend. After something bad happens, Clary is not the happy girl she used to be. She is in a small boat again, but it is sinking. Will Jace help her? Or will he become her worst nightmare? Rated m for swearing and adult content.

First fanfic. Plz don't judge too harshly.

Disclaimer: Characters are not owned by me. They are owned by our Cassie Clare.

Chapter one:

Clary POV

'Why did have to walk home in the rain yesterday. Why didn't I wait for Jon? Why. Why...' I think while I am leaning over the toilet for like the tenth time, throwing up what I had in the past half-an-hour. I felt someone hold my hair back, I didn't look back as I was throwing up but I knew it was my mom. After I finished throwing up, I weakly got up and rinsed my mouth.

I turned to see the face of my worried mother. "I'm fine." I tried to assure her but my voice came out croaky. I knew she wouldn't believe me. "I can cancel the meetings, you know. Jon won't be able to take care of you." She said worriedly.

"No, mom. You have to go. Those meetings are really important to you. Please. I'll be able to handle myself." I replied in one breath. I was basically panting.

My mom seemed to give it a lot of thought then said, "Okay…." I smiled and she continued, "...But, I need you to call me if something goes wrong." I replied with an okay.

My mom turned to leave, she turned back and said, "Oh, and Jon said that the football team was coming over." And then she left.

'OH NO! No, no, no… please not the football team.' I thought feeling sorry for myself. I heard the rolling of the suitcase wheels and the front door shut. Then I felt it again. I ran to the bathroom and threw up. "This is going to be a tough few days.'

Clary POV

'Where is my sweater?' I thought, weakly digging through the pile of clothes. 'Ahha! Found it.' I put it on and welcomed the warmth.

I went downstairs to the kitchen to get some water to find Jon sitting on the counter, staring into space. When he saw me enter the kitchen, his eyes went wide. "Jesus Clare. What have you done to yourself." He said clearly worried seeing my state. I was still shivering, could barely hold myself upright and was looking very, very pale.

"Um… I needed water." I said, barely over a whisper. "Okay" he replied with a worried tone.

"Jon, can I watch a movie?" I asked quietly. "Yeah, Sure. How about you go and pick a movie and I'll get you a glass of water and some Tylenol" he answered. I weakly nodded and smiled at him and he returned it.

I walk into the living room, chose a movie and made myself comfy on the couch. I picked 'Step up 3'. I really liked the movie and had watched it about a thousand times. As the movie started, I saw Jon walkout of the kitchen, walking towards the couch with a glass of water and Tylenol.

He gave it to me and stood while I had the medicine and downed the whole glass of water. I gave the now empty glass back to Jon with a 'thank you'. He smiled, took the glass and went into the kitchen. I made myself comfy again and continued to watch the movie.

After sometime, I felt my eyelids get heavy. I was feeling really tired so I stopped fighting it. I listened to the sounds coming from the TV and fell asleep.

Authors note: plz don't judge too harsh.

Disclaimer: These characters are not owned by me. They are owned by Cassandra Clare