-Isabelle's P.O.V.-

A little while after Jace leaves, Clary gets up and leaves.

I can tell that she is embarrassed. I feel a little embarrassed too.

Jace's assumption was never our intention.

However, I couldn't help but have a slight smile on my face.

It has been really long since I my lips were close to the lips of someone else.

Jace and Clary's romance reminds me of my loneliness.

I feel jealous as I sit back and watch the way that they look at each other.

Even though they fight, I can still see that they are in love.

I want that. I would give anything for that.

Just then I hear a huge crash coming from Jace's bathroom.

I head toward the noise to make sure that he is okay.

-Jace's P.O.V.-

As I head into my room, I am so frustrated that I tear off all of my clothes with one swift rip.

I head into my bathroom, and turn on my shower.

I was so focused on relieving my wood that I forgot to shut my bathroom door.

I put Isabelle's CD into the stereo that is next to my shower, and set the stereo to shuffle.

As the music starts to play I step into the cold water.

Ever since Clary has moved in, I have been taking a lot of cold showers.

However, this particular cold shower doesn't seem to be working.

My dick is still the hardest that it has ever been.

I can't stop thinking about Clary's luscious lips being bitten by Isabelle.

I had never noticed Isabelle's incredible figure before.

As she sat there clinging to Clary's lips with her teeth, I finally recognized Isabelle for what she truly is... a smoking hot babe that could easily become a model.

As I think about Clary and Isabelle making out I start to instinctively stroke my dick.

Just then I hear the CD play KoRn's song "Twisted Transistor",

"Hey you, hey you devil's little sister. Listening to your twisted transistor. Hold it between your legs. Turn it up, turn it up. The wind is coming through. Can't get enough."

I stick my hand out of the shower and quickly hit the next button.

I already have wood that is as hard as rocks, the last thing that I need is to think about what is "held between my sister's legs!"

However, it was too late. The thought was already in my mind and my hand was beating up and down my length a little faster.

The next song that plays is Christina Perri's "A Thousand Years."

"Time stands still, beauty in all she is, I will be brave. I will not let anything take away what's standing in front of me. Every breath, every hour has come to this. One step closer. I have died every day waiting for you. Darlin' don't be afraid. I have loved you for a thousand years. I'll love you for a thousand more..."

I stuck my hand out of the shower and pushed the next button again.

This song makes me think of the first time me and Clary kissed.

I start to think about how perfectly soft Clary's lips felt against mine.

I wonder if her lips felt just as perfect on Isabelle's lips.

I can't help it. My hand is now furiously motivated. I need relief so bad.

When I hear the next song, I just freeze. It was James Blunt's "Goodbye My Lover."

"You touched my heart you touched my soul. You changed my life and all my goals. And love is blind and that I knew when, my heart was blinded by you. I've kissed your lips and held your hand. Shared your dreams and shared your bed. I know you well, I know your smell. I've been addicted to you. Goodbye my lover. Goodbye my friend. You have been the one. You have been the one for me."

I feel like this explains me and Clary to a tee.

It is so true.

How could Clary ever forgive me for hooking up with that hooker? ...The answer is simple she probably can't.

I feel so much pain as I realize that Clary is no longer going to be with me.

I will probably never get to hold her again.

After hearing this truth sung to me, I stand in the shower crying with my hard dick frozen in my hand.

My sadness quickly turns to rage, and I throw my stereo against my bathroom floor.

It shatters it into hundreds of pieces.

As I begin to regain a level head I think "Shit! Now I owe Isabelle a new CD."

All of a sudden I see Isabelle run into my bathroom. She looks gorgeous in her black, tight, mini dress and stilettos. She shifts her weight to one side of her body and her hips sexily curve out.

She looks down at the ruble that once was my stereo and asks "What happened here?"

She quickly drops the question when she looks up seeing me standing there wet, naked, and hard.

Before I know it her beautiful big lips are caressing my shaft.

I keep thinking this is wrong. She is one of Clary's best friends!

Then I feel her wet tongue lick my dick all the way down to my balls.

It feels so good. It is exactly what I need.

I know I can't muster the strength to stop her, so why not enjoy it.

She looks up at me with her beautiful eyes as she lightly sucks my head.

I let out a hushed moan as she says "Wow! You're big!"

She sucks again, harder this time, and says "Do you like that big boy?"

Aaaahh... it feels so good. I don't have the strength to respond, so I just bite my lip and nod.

This motivates her.

She starts to quicken her pace until she starts to deep throat me.

I roll my head back in immeasurable pleasure and let out an echoing moan.

There is no going back now. I grab her silky hair and thrust my thickness into her mouth.

Her experience in this matter helps her not to gag.

I am impressed, so I start roughly milking myself with the back of her throat.

I can tell that that she likes it because she says "Mmmm."

Hearing her sends me over the edge.

My orgasm spews into her throat and oozes out her mouth.

She starts lapping up my cum like a kitten drinking milk.

Just then I hear footsteps in my doorway.

We both look towards the door.

Shit! It's Clary!

I feel terrible. I instantly know that Isabelle and I have just broken Clary's heart.

Clary starts crying, and she sprints away.

I yell "Clary wait!" I try to follow her, but Isabelle is still latched on my dick.

By the time that I get free Clary has already ran out of the institute.

-Isabelle's P.O.V.-

God I feel terrible! I am such a bad friend!

I couldn't help it though. Jace is incredibly hot, standing there frustrated, wet, and horny.

I had no idea that Jace is so big.

I love big men.

I haven't seen a naked guy in so long.

The sight of him sent me over the edge.

He was like a new forbidden, uncharted, archeological dig. I just had to explore his body.

I couldn't keep myself from thinking, I need him.

I wanted to be loved as much as Jace loves Clary, but I now see that he could never love me as much as he loves her.

I choke down this fact as I swallow the last bit of Jace's cum.

I get up, fix my dress, and look back at Jace.

Winking at him I say, "You still owe me for the CD."

-Clary's P.O.V.-

I can't believe what I just saw.

They should have just ripped my heart out.

Isabelle is one of my best friends.

I thought that I could trust her with anything.

Now I know that I can't even trust her not to mess around with the love of my life.

...And Jace. He had hurt me, but I still loved him.

Before I found them, I was on my way to tell Jace that I forgive him and want to be with him.

I can't believe that he did this.

I sprint out the front door, and run all the way to Simon's house.

When Simon opens the door and sees me sobbing and shaking uncontrollably, he hugs me without saying a word.

He knows that I probably do not want to talk about it.

He guides me into his house.

I tell him that I need somewhere to sleep tonight.

He nods and guides me into his room.

I'm still crying, so he cuddles me as we lay there on his bed.

As I start to fall asleep, he brushes my hair out of my face and tucks it behind my ear.

He then gently kisses all of the tears that slide down my cheek.

Finally feeling loved, I fall asleep.

Will Clary's friendships with Jace and Isabelle survive this? …Read the next chapter to find out.

Thank you guys for reading, sorry if this chapter sucked did it at 5 in the morning. :) Please let me know if you have suggestions or if there is something in particular that you would like to see included in this story.