AN: Hey guys, I know I'm taking forever to update, so sorry about that. I've just been having some bad writers' block for a while. All better now though!

I'm thinking of making another fan fiction. I will still continue this one, but I want to make another one too, so when/if I get that started, ya'll should check it out.

From now on, I will post a new chapter for this story every 5 reviews, so if you'd like a new chapter faster, review!

DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Mortal Instruments series. I also don't own the song mentioned in this chapter, which is My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark by Fallout Boy. I only own my thoughts.

Enjoy the story, and review please!

Clary's POV

Writers keep writing what they write.

Somewhere another pretty vein just dies.

I've got the scars from tomorrow,

and I wish you could see that you're the antidote to everything

except for me.

A constellation of tears on your lashes.

Burn everything you love then burn the ashes.

"Clary, come here!"

I jump slightly as I yank my headphones out of my ears grumpily and stalk into the kitchen. I've been called into the kitchen three times for pointless stuff, and its intruding on my beauty nap. Next time Jace and Jon want to hang out to go over football stuff, they can do it next door, at Jace's house. I'm glad they are getting along, and that Jace got put on the football team, but damn those boys are needy.

"Jon, I've already told you, if you want food, the fridge is like two feet away. Get it yourself, you stupid asshat."

He looks at me, feinting hurt as he holds his hands up in surrender. "Geez, I was just going to tell you mom called. She said her and Luke's trip was extended. We have the house to ourselves all week. Want to have a party?"

I deadpan, "Sure, lets have a bunch of obnoxious, drunk jocks take over our house for hours on end for no reason. It's a brilliant idea!"

Jon frowns while Jace sits next to him at the kitchen table, laughing quietly. I sit down across from him, draping my headphones across my shoulders as I play with my phone. I glance up to see him watching me and I blush.

I am about to respond when I hear the phone ring next to the window.

"Not it!" Jon yells and when I look at Jace he simply replies, "Hey, its not my house."

"Lazy assholes." I grumble as I get up and go to answer the phone.

Jon smiles, "Its probably just mom calling again."

"Yea, probably, " I agree, picking up the phone. "Hello?"

I am almost sure that nobody is going to answer after a few moments. The voice that finally does speak though, makes me wish I was right.

"Hello, Clarissa. Did you miss me?"

A cold, dark feeling creeps into me as I choke on air, causing a look of confusion and slight concern on the boys' faces.

"V-Valentine?"

Hey guys, sorry this chapter is so pitiful. I meant for it to be longer and amazing, but my grandmother died today and I just can't see myself updating for a while. Ill try, but don't hold me accountable please. I didn't plan for a cliffie here, but this is everything I had written already and I figured you guys had been waiting far too long for it. Please R&R and enjoy.

I love you guys and thanks for your continued support. You guys are truly amazing.

xoxo, Ash.