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"So, Pandemonium tonight?" Alec guessed, it was the gang's regular routine, normal during the day and demon hunting during the night. Everyone else nodded. "Can Clary be bait, please?" Isabelle begged, normally she would be bait, but she always tried to get Clary to do it.
"No, no way in hell." Jace said, immediately. He never liked the thought of his incredibly hot girlfriend flirting with demons. "Oh, come on. It'll be fine. Please." Izzy begged even more, it was starting to irritate Jace and he knew if he said no then there would be more begging. "Fine, but it's your fault if anything happens to her." He agreed drily, shaking his head in thought of the worst-case scenarios. "'Her' is right here and everything will be fine." Clary walked up to Jace and pecked his cheek, which just made Jace want to kiss her more. Then Izzy ushered her upstairs to get her ready.
"So, are you going to tell me who Samuel Blackdale is or not?" Jace said, with arms crossed and his foot tapping impatiently. Simon wondered what to say, Jace was obviously going to be angry once he found out, maybe Clary should tell him, but maybe she shouldn't. Simon didn't want Jace to become angry at her. Alec was there, waiting, too, for an answer. Should anyone tell them, what they don't know won't hurt them, but they were Shadowhunters, they don't show hurt or pain.
Simon took a sigh to get ready for what he's reaction would be. "He's her ex-boyfriend." And that's all it took. Jace was not ready for it; his normal, confident expression was melted over to show nothing, absolutely nothing. It's what he would have been taught to do, for him to love is to destroy. "They were going out for a year or so, but secretly he would beat me up, he thought I was dating Clary behind his back, but when she found out, she dumped him instantly, there was a massive fight and it ended with Clary slapping him." Simon explained, Jace's face was better, his eyes were passionate and somewhat hurt, no one could believe it. "Jace, look, she is totally and utterly in love with you, there is no debate, no dissuasion, in love with you. You don't see her face when she walks in, but we do, and sees you all her worries are lifted, because you are her safe haven." Alec explained, he had walked over to Jace and put his hand on his shoulders, forcing him to look him in the eye. But what Alec said was true, no one could deny it, even a stranger could see the raw chemistry they had. It was inevitable. But Jace could only think of 'What if?'
After just half an hour of Izzy pulling and messing around with Clary's hair, she was bored and impatient. Clary was instructed to wear a short, mid-thigh black dress that sucked in so her figure was enchanted. With black strappy heels and make up to go with. But her hair was hopeless and Izzy wasn't able to do anything with it so Clary just got plain annoyed and ordered Izzy to leave her in peace. With Izzy gone it was easier for Clary could concentrate, but what on? She had so many things going on: Jace, Will, her dad and brother, her mother. Whilst all these thoughts folded and fought with each other, she pushed a brush through her hair, trying, but failing, to tame her hair.
"Hey Clary, you in here?" It was Jace's voice, and God it comforted her. Clary poked her head out of the bathroom, so Jace could see her. "In here. Where have you been?" Clary asked, stepping out the bathroom with her hair semi-tamed, but it was okay. "Just with Simon and Alec." He replied, his voice smaller, which could only mean one thing.
Clary tried speaking to him but was cut off. "Why didn't you tell me?" Jace's voice was angry; it was one of his 'walls', and instead of being sad or upset he was angry. Clary was shocked to be honest, he had never been angry with him. "I didn't know what I'd say, you know, do I just say 'hey, I've had a couple of boyfriends before you.' What would I have said, anyway, it was nothing compared to what we are." Clary explained. But it made Jace angrier. She didn't like it when he was angry. "'A couple of boyfriends.' What? Why do I only know about this now?" He raged at her. His eyes stared at her.. Clary had avoided his eyes but decided to look him straight in the eye this time. She could see the fire in his eyes, raging recklessly. "Jace, I only had two boyfriends before you, I don't even think one of them counted, and we only went out for two weeks." Clary let her eyes spill into his. But he just stood there and narrowed his eyes at her, as if she had forgotten to tell him something. " You going to tell me or not?" Jace said, looking enraged. Clary stood with her arms crossed, she had popped one hip, so all her weight was on one leg and she stood opposite to him. "Samuel and um…." She paused and made her voice softer and quieter. "Simon. But only for two weeks, it was just something we tried out." She added the extra information quickly after the name. Jace literally did a double take. Simon. And Clary. No fucking way. This just made Jace angrier and madder. He clenched his fists until they were white, not the good white but the sickly white, and from clenching his fists, his veins on his wrists were bulging, he rolled up his sleeves and stared at her. He was going to have to kill Simon later. "Why are you seeing the mundane?" He growled through gritted teeth, trying to see through Clary's 'façade' she had grown in the last day. She couldn't tell anyone. It wouldn't be fair. Not on Simon, Alec, Izzy. Not on Jace.
"Jace, please, nothing is happening, I hate the guy, but, I'm not explaining this well, I just need to ask him a few questions, okay?" It wasn't a question to get Jace's approval, more like a statement, like I'm-going-to-do-this statement. She stepped forward, towards him, swaying her hip as she walked; Clary put her arms around his neck and her head rested underneath his head. She looked up, her eyes all-big like, like a baby cub looking at its mother, after it's done something it wasn't meant to. Guilt.
"I love you, hell, you've heard that so many times it would be stupid for you to think otherwise. I trust you. I need you. I am yours." Clary whispered into his ear, her breath warm on his cold, rough skin, but it was Jace's skin. Those three words. Those three words were music to his ears. I am yours. He turned her so she was facing him straight on, she put his hands on her hips, and so she couldn't turn away. He kissed her. Simple as that. And, God, both of them needed the release. When they went up for air. "Say it again." Jace ordered, firm but soft. Just like him. "I'm yours, always and forever. I swear it on the angel. No, to hell with that, I swear on us." This made Jace kiss her again, harder; she had said the right thing. "Come on, the others are waiting." Jace said, this was one thing he didn't want to say. She nodded, pushing her hair back. Jace pulled her towards him, by her waist; they fitted snug, the fitted perfectly together. Clary has his and no one was going to take her away, they would have to do it over Jace's dead body.
When the got to the club the stench of demons was heavy, and seemed to drag on everything weighing the air down. Clary strutted over to the bar, her and Izzy had agreed that whist she was being bait, Izzy would distract Jace so he wouldn't blow the act. Soon enough there were a group of demons, which were taking human form, around Clary. None of them knew she was a Shadowhunters and she wanted to keep it like that. She was sitting on one of the demons laps and she thought she would start with him.
They leant in like they were going to kiss, but before they touched she said, "Any last words?" Her breath tickled his skin. Before he could answer, her knife was in his heart, he chocked and staggered to the ground, and Clary instantly realized how much she hated it, not really hate, it gave her a rush that pushes through her veins, but knowing you murdered something? That you took and ended a life? But she couldn't dwell on that at the moment because the other demons quickly recovered form the shock and were going to fight back. But they were wrong, she had practice without any of the others, and have taken part of many fights the coupled of days when she separated herself for the gang, but no one knew that. Except from Magnus. Lets hope he knows how to keep his mouth shut; he has had many years of practice. She fought back, kicking, sparing and flipping to dodged and attack. No one had noticed that Clary was in the fight, apart form Alec and Magnus, who her silently whispering and watching her, Magnus's eyes narrowed accusingly. Once all the demons her round about dead, she pushed back her hair and walked over to Jace and Izzy but Alec and Magnus stopped her.
Clary looked at them, annoyance in her eyes. "What?" She grunted, but by the way Magnus looked at her, she knew the answer. "You told him? What the hell?" She whispered shouted. She didn't get the answer because Jace has heard everything they said.
"Told him what exactly." Jace said, from behind her. Lies smothered Clary, what to tell them, what not. She was trapped, in a castle she made herself; walls of lies surrounding her enclosing her, nothing she could do but tell them the truth, Simon would probably try and stop her but if Jace helped him, there would be no way Clary would be able to do it. "Nothing. Just nothing." She muttered, and then turned to face Magnus. "Magnus just thinks he knows something, but it is completely false." She said, eyes darting at his cat like ones. "Didn't seem like nothing. What did you say? 'You'd lie to the depths of hell to protect the people you love?'" Magnus questioned. He had gotten her. But Clary did something to his surprise. She rolled her eyes. "And you don't think anyone would do that?" She said it was if it was the only right thing to say. "Sorry to interrupt this very heated discussion, but there are demons to be killed." Izzy interrupted. She was right and they all trudged off to find some more, but before Clary turned round, the demon found her.
"Ready for death?" Its hot breath stinging her skin as it hissed in a dangerously low tone. "Not in the least." Clary hissed back, saying it as she turned around, head locking it with immense strength and pierced its heart, not even making Clary sweat a bead. As she turned round to go where the others were heading she was presented five gaping faces. She rolled her eyes at their surprizement.
By the end of the night, Clary had taken off her high heels, as it was hurting as much as hell. They were walking back, and she was carefully placing her feet one in front of each other, cautious because she was barefoot. Her mind locked hard in concentration when Jace realized and sneaked up behind her with a smirk fixed on his gorgeous face and picked her up bridal style. She ringed her arms around his neck and moved her face so it was centimeters away from his. "I might need to wear these damn shoes more if this is the outcome." He smiled and brushed his lips over her ear. "You just might."
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