I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, I basically wanted in this story to make Clary and Isabelle a little less contained (especially in Clary's case) because it fitted the vibe of the story I was aiming for... so remember I want to hear from you, did you like it? Did it make you wish you had never set eyes on the title? Somewhere in between?
It is going to be quite fast paced so there isn't much hanging around, these girls are blunt, except for the arguing they get to the point fairly sharpish but don't worry there will be time for a little guessing game as to where I've hidden some more characters!
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"Well they were no fucking help at all!" Isabelle snapped as the front doors closed and the officers that had been called in to search for Max Lightwood had left. "What was all that shit about us-"
"They were just being thorough Izzy, the neighbours saw us bring Max home and leave again in different clothes. We're not actually suspects."
"My mother is never going to forgive me for this, she's actually speaking to my dad face to face. That's how much she hates me, she'll talk to him and not me."
Clary sighed, "Your mom does not hate you. She's upset and being a responsible parent… for a change."
"What did your mom say?"
She looked down, "I still haven't called her."
"You have to speak to her at some point," Isabelle pointed out quietly. "You haven't… since the funeral-"
"Can we talk about something else?" Clary snapped, "Like the fact you're deflecting because you're worried about Max?"
"The cops really think that our family is hideous. First Alec goes missing and now Max…" She stood up suddenly. "I'm not just going to sit here and neither are you. Come on."
"Where?" Clary stood up wearily and followed Isabelle upstairs to her bombsite of a bedroom. "Isabelle come back you're acting crazy."
She was rifling through her drawers pulling out clothes at speed, "Get changed, we still look like shit."
Clary caught the black jeans that were thrown her way, "We're hung over to fuck Izzy and we're on house arrest remember."
"Well I don't give a shit! My brother is out there and we are going to find him. If he did follow us to that party -which I'm starting to think he did considering there is fuck all sign of a break in here- then we are going to have to re-trace our steps of last night and find him ourselves."
Clary found herself staring at her best friend with new eyes, "I think I'm still drunk," she muttered, "You definitely are."
"I am going to lose my mind if we just sit here Clary, now are you my best friend or not?"
"Not, but of course I'm coming anyway because you've already lost your mind and you're the only person keeping me sane these days so you kind of have to get it back."
Isabelle sent her a half smile and threw a black tank top across the room, "Get your army boots and game face on Fray, we're breaking our cardinal rule." "We're wearing tube tops in a dive bar?"
"We're going to find out exactly what we got up to last night."
Clary groaned and headed off to shower, "Next time I get to chose the disaster we wake up to!"
"At least I'm letting you shower first."
She re-emerged at the bathroom door holding Isabelle's lacy pink bra in front of her, "I just found this in the bath-"
"I must have gotten changed in the bathroom last night before you passed out there."
"-It's full of whipped cream." Isabelle's jaw dropped and Clary dumped it on top of the growing laundry pile, "Are you sure it's not worth losing your mind, this is the one rule we never break. There's a reason we don't have camera phones you know."
"Will never make that mistake again," Izzy muttered, searching for her knee-length black ruffled pinafore. "But breaking our rule seems a small penance for losing the only brother I have left." She heard the shower burst into life and Clary's yelp as it was colder than she was expecting, her eyes drifting to the photograph on her nightstand. Baby three year old Max sitting on her lap and Alec at her shoulder; all dark haired, all together just months before everything would get torn apart forever… her parents wouldn't survive the loss of their eldest, their marriage doomed to fail, she didn't know what would happen now if her search failed. She had to bring Max home.
Okay I'll give you that this was a short chapter, but the next one is longer I promise ;)