Disclaimer: I do not own the Mortal Instruments.
His mouth is on mine for only a few seconds and then he's wrenched apart from me. I open my eyes to see Jonathan; his emerald eyes burning with anger. His hand is bunched up in Jace's shirt and his other hand is close to my breast.
Jace is wiping his mouth off and grinning like mad. "C'mon Red, why didn't you tell me you already have a boy toy?"
Jonathan turns a sickly shade of white. "I'm her fucking brother, you idiot. What the hell were you doing all over my sister?"
Jace looks over at me, his expression suddenly contemptuous. "She can speak for herself."
Jonathan's eyes stare into mine, our colors mirror images, mine scared and his expectant.
"Clarissa, what the fuck happened?"
I try to swallow and fail; the taste of Jace still in my mouth. For some reason, I cant think of why I let Jace kiss me. I can't process my thoughts, and I think it's because of the murderous glint n my brother's eyes.
"Uh…it's none of your damn business Jonathan…Jesus. If you're going to rag on me about making out with someone I barely know, care to tell me who the fake redhead is?"
Jonathan manages to turn even paler. He stands up, and pulls his hands off of Jace and I. Slowly; he turns his face into the direction I'm looking.
Her hair is in beautiful ringlets, cascading down her back. Her eyes are a wide and observant blue/green.
She has high cheekbones, her body reminding me of mu friend Isabelle, who is perfect. But her expression reminds me of me for some reason…
"Hello, Clarissa. Jonathan has told me so much about you. My name is Seelie, and I'm Jace's sister."