I looked over at the red head lying in my bed, face down into the mattress with her naked body half exposed and half hidden beneath the covers. She wasn't who I wanted her to be, she was nothing like her except for the hair on her head, that instead of being curvy was straight. I resent that I was this guy, Running from a long gone past, fucking random women. But this woman wasn't completely random. She had reminded me of Clary, her obviously fake ginger hair drew me in, playing my fantasy. She didn't banter with me and make me wish I was the kind of guy who liked relationships, but she gave me what I needed, a release.
She had served her purpose, now it was over. I shoved at her shoulder, waking her up to glare at me with a still distant look of intoxication in her disappointingly blue eyes. "Get out" I grumbled, annoyed at how she had assumed she was allowed to sleep here.
She rolled her eyes and stood up from the bed, walking around completely exposed. I simply lain back onto the bed, not feeling the need to watch her, she knew this routine, she was a whore after all. Just like me.
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Bang! Bang! Bang!
Someone was ramming on Alec's Front door. I didn't move from my spot, on the just reached over for a pillow and covered my head with the stray object. The noise stopped and I felt myself drifting once again, losing myself in the sensation of sleep, or well I almost did.
"Alec, what are you doing in the guest room?" A familiar voice said from just above me, I was sure it was just my mind playing tricks on me. But then the pillow was pulled off my face and I was left staring up at the petit green eyed ginger I had met three days ago in front of a coffee shop. The girl who hadn't left my mind since I had met her. Clary. "Holy shit!" she sputtered, stepping backwards.
"I look better than that and you know it." I smirked up at her knowing my hair and face said that this was the morning after, the stench of arousal probably still clinging to my skin.
"I can't believe he would do this"she said dropping the pillow that she had removed from over my head.
"What are you going on about" I groggily asked leaning up and debating whether I should stand and flash her or not. I decided against it, because it probably wouldn't be good if she jumped me, I don't know if I could hold back.
"You are here in Alec's house, a sleep, sweaty, reeking of both alcohol and must. You slept with Alec, you know his name right?" she was glaring at me, obviously pissed and extremely disappointed, but I also saw hurt in her eyes, her amazingly beautiful eyes.
I burst out laughing, and she just glared at me harder, "Yes, I know his name, and I also know that I'm not into men"
"But-" She started, irritated that I was denying something she thought to be true, who could blame her, it looks bad. But never jump to conclusions.
"Clary, I'm an old friend of Alec's, he's letting me stay here while I'm in town. He's with Magnus." she flushed a dark shade of red and I couldn't help but smile at the act of embarrassment.
"I'm so sorry-" she paused her apology and got suspicious of something that didn't make sense to her. "Then who were you having sex with", I could tell she was confused and imminently jumping to the conclusion that I had been going at myself in my friends bed.
"A girl I picked up last night" I said like it didn't matter, like I was uninterested, but if I hadn't been interested I wouldn't have been watching for a reaction
"Then where is she?" she asked.
"I kicked her out last night" why was I telling her this again? Oh yeah, I'm an asshole. Some girls love it, but girls like Clary, not so much.
"Pig" She mumbled under her breath, glaring at me once again.
"Bacon sounds good, thanks for offer Red." I winked at her, seeing a slight pass of amusement in her eyes before they were rolled.
"I'm not making you breakfast, not now, not ever" her voice was stern, powerful and confident.
I took her in, leaning against Alec's small room wall next to the closet that was only four feet away from me. Her arms crossed over her tiny stomach that was covered by a green tank that match her eyes and a black leather jacket that went well with the pair of black ripped jeans she was wearing. Her hair was falling over her shoulders, a slight curl to the strands that hung so freely. There was a chain on her neck, with a males ring strung through the link.
"Well unless your looking to have some fun, maybe you should turn around and let me get dressed so I can make my own." I joked with a smirking playing on my lips.
"I think I'm going to just go and yeah" Her hair moved slightly as she went to turn and I noticed something.
"Nice hickey Fray, you may want to cover that up. " her hand shot to her neck and she looked at me as if to ask if she really had a hickey. I just nodded, the smirk never leaving my face. Under my skin however, I felt something different from humor. Jealousy.
She walked over to the mirror behind Alec's door to check. As she did so I reached to the floor and grabbed for my discarded jeans and pulled them over myself from beneath the covers. "Shit" she hissed as I stood from the bed and walked over to her.
"Come on, I'll make you some breakfast." I looked at her in the mirror her back still to mine, but her stare fixed with mine in the reflection, she nodded not saying anything but moving to open the door and moving beside me to walk down Alec's house into the kitchen. "Pancakes and Bacon sound good?" I asked.
"Sure"
I started on the food, while she made a phone call. Coming back just as the food was done. I served her a plate and watched her eat for a moment, my eyes lingering on her freckled face.
"Staring not a good habit you know? She said moving her gaze away from the plate and to me.
"I remember you staring at me when you first saw me." I walked over to the coffee maker and brought her a cup of the freshly made beverage that steamed into the air. "I told you I would bring coffee" Winking at her as she rolled her eyes, again
"So how did you get that extremely suggestive bruise on your neck Fray?" It was weird but I was nervous about asking.
"I don't really think that's any of your business."
"I could tell Alec, when I saw him the other day he was really protective of you, I'm sure this would come as a shock."
"Who's to say Alec wouldn't know, maybe I have a boyfriend" She scowled taking another bite of her pancakes and then a Piase of bacon.
"because if you were dating someone and Alec knew about it, he would have told me." Like I would have cared.
"Why would he have told you that?"
"Alec likes to think that I believe the boundaries of women who are taken by someone else."
"Don't you?"
"Clary,even if you were dating someone and not a friend of Alec's, I would have seduced you by now."
"Yeah, think again you arrogant man whore, I'm not so easily taken advantage of."
"then you can't tell me your completely innocent in the act of getting that hickey" I smirked.
"Do you really want to know, Jace? I mean come on it in no way affects you" She took a sip of her coffee and stared up at me, waiting for an answer.
"I want to know, because you interest me." She watched me as the silence entered the room, filling it with the judgment that was passing through Clary's eyes.
"Fine. I was at a club last night, trying to figure out something and this guy asked me to dance, and the whole time he wouldn't get his fucking lips off my neck." the aggravation on her face was somewhat cute, when it mixed with her deadly personality. She had bite.
"What were you trying to figure out." I asked drinking some of my Own coffee and eating a slice of bacon as I waited for her response.
"I was trying to figure out if I liked stuff like that, you know clubs, drunk sweaty people and all that fun stuff." She answered with fake enthusiasm towards the end. It didn't take much of a guess to know she hadn't enjoyed herself.
"Its seems pretty obvious to me that that's not your kind of thing, loud music and a bunch of idiots, your above that."
"And how would you know anything about me?"
"Im good with people, I know what they want, what they need and what they are willing to do to get it, sometimes before they do." Her green jewels lit up with an emotion that I couldn't quite pin, it was either confusion or a unsure feeling towards a thought she may have had.
"What do you know about me?"
"That there's so much I don't know yet, that I want to know."
If your wondering, Yes the first sentence was supposed to confuse you (Insert Devil Face Here)
I hoped you enjoyed this chapter no matter how short it was, were starting to see just how desperate Clary is to figure herself out. Jace doesn't know it, but he said something that hit home with her, something that gave her an idea (Do you know what it is?)
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