Hi everyone, Happy New Year! and i swear if anyone wants to kill me for not uploding quicker, then please fell free to do so. Im so sorry about how long it has taken but i was at my granparents place and they live like an hour and a half away and i couldnt get onto the internet from my laptop and im sooooo sorry.
Well i guess you dont want to here me blab all day so enjoy the story!
Life Of Hell
Jace POV-
Once everything was wiped off our faces and torso we stormed downstairs in our freezing cold boxers to find Izzy and Clary sitting at the table eating breakfast.
"Alright Izzy, where did you put our other boxers?" Alec asked in a stern voice.
"What do you mean?" Clary said with an innocent look on her face.
"Yeah, seriously Alec, if you two lose your boxers it's not our fault your so dumb." Added Izzy.
"Come on Alec, let's go. We'll just need to look around in Izzy's room and see if we can find them there." I said nonchalantly and just as I did a worried look crossed both Izzy and Clary's faces.
"Wait." Izzy said standing up. "I'll get them." With that Izzy shot out of the kitchen and bounded up the stairs with Alec hot on her trail, with them out of the room, this left me and Clary alone in the kitchen.
I calmly strode over to her with my hands in my pockets as if I didn't have a care in the world.
But I did… and I think it's her.
"I have to admit, that was a pretty good prank, but from now on you better sleep with one eye open." I told her, and was awarded with a small smirk from her.
"Don't worry about me comrade; just take care of you self." Just then she got up, dumped her plates in the sink and left to find Izzy.
Every time she leaves a room it leaves me with two emotions- the first one being disappointed, and the second being excited- because then I get to go and find her.
Clary POV-
I was walking up the stairs towards Izzy's room when I bumped into Alec, who was carrying a whole lode of boxers.
"Oh sorry." We both said at the same time with a kind smile.
"Alec, I'm really sorry about what we did, but it was more intended for Jace…not you." I said sheepishly.
"Naw, its fine. Funny really; I mean waking up in the morning and seeing Jace's face… Priceless." He said with a smirk.
"Oh okay, well I'm just glad that you're not mad at me." I said blushing and looking down. Just then Alec's finger lifted it back up so we were looking directly at each other.
"Clary, I could never get angry at you. Okay?" His voice was so soft and tranquil that I blushed even more and gave a small nod.
We both parted then; him heading downstairs, and me heading to Izzy's room.
"Hey Izzy I gotta go, it's ten and work starts at eleven." I told her as I walked through her door.
"Already? Are you sure you can't stay longer?" She asked in what must have been the saddest voice to have ever left her mouth.
"I'm sure." I said as we hugged goodbye. "Thanks for everything Izzy; I had a great time! Tell Max I said bye." As I was about to head out her door she yelled.
"Wait, what about your clothes?"
"Send them to my place later today. Thanks again Izzy." I yelled back while exiting her room and sprung out her front door. I sprinted home, dumped my stuff off, and grabbed everything I needed to go to work.
I bolted out the front door, sprinted over to Simon's place, and was just about dead by the time I reached his house. Simon was already outside with our bikes and ready to go.
His laughter rang through the air when he saw the state I was in but quickly handed me my helmet, and we were off and swivelling through traffic, reaching work with only seconds to spare.
Work went on as usual- Jesse, Lucas, Blake, Simon and myself were at the back of the shop where we worked and fixed all the bikes up, the front desk was normally empty so we put a bell there for customers to ring, and now Mr. Herondale was in his office which is also in the front lobby.
I was working on a classic Harley when I was given a huge bear hug from behind; when the culprit released me I quickly turned around to see Simon standing there in a grease covered shirt, and when I realized what had happened I quickly tried to get a look at the back of my tank top- it too was coated in grease.
"You didn't." I said narrowing my eyes and lowering my voice.
"Oh but I did." Simon said mimicking me just as the bell for the front sounded.
Simon and I exchanged glances and both raced to the front desk. You see we had a rivalry of who could help the most customers, and each time we raced it involved a lot of cheating and bribery- Jesse, Blake and Lucas were all on my side but today I think they just wanted to see who would win without their help.
Simon lifted me up in his arms and dumped me all the way at the back of the garage, but I grabbed his leg and half pulled him back.
"Coming!" I yelled just as I ran and threw the door leading into the lobby open.
Simon had his arm around my waist, and I was plowing forward. We reached the front desk just as a certain golden boy turned around.
"Jace? I see you finally found your boxers again." I said.
"Clary you cheeky girl. I guess I'm not surprised you're looking in that direction." He said all the while keeping that dumb smirk on his face.
"I guess I'm not surprised that you conjure up these thoughts." I said smirking. "Anyway, what do you want?"
"Well my bike needs a check-up, and I thought I could hang out here for a while since no one else is doing anything." And just like that Jace made his way to the door leading to the garage and went right in with Simon and me trailing after him.
"Alright, so where's your bike?" I asked as I lead Jace into my section since I would be the one giving his bike a check-up.
"Around the front."
"Why didn't you tell me when we were just there?"
"You didn't ask." He said nonchalantly.
"Ugh." I groaned as I stalked out the side door.
I walked out and found a bike that I have always wanted- a Ducati SS1000. It was black and white, and even though the colour was quite simple it made it look even more amazing.
"Nice, isn't it?" Jace asked with his breath hitting my neck.
"Yeah, these have always been one of my most favourite bikes." I replied as we went to take it inside, and as we did all four of my co-workers looked up in awe at the Ducati. But the whole time Jace's eyes were on me.
When I parked the bike at my station I got to work straight away.
"Clary?" Jace said softly, catching my attention. "How come when we were at dinner and my father asked you why you were so interested in motorbikes you sounded quite sad?"
"You caught that?" I asked sounding upset once again.
"Yeah."
"Um… what if later I tell you, when were alone."
"So it's a date. I'll see you at eight."
"I never-" And he left just like that, but for some reason I couldn't wait for eight to come.
Well ilke always i really hope you enjoyed this chappie... i know it was kinda slow and all but to get to the good parts you have to read through the boring parts.
I would like to say thankyou to everyone who offered to be a beta for this story, it was a really tought decision but i have asked TaylorJade to be my beta and she accepted.
So thanks TaylorJade for doing an amazing job on this chappie, it really wouldnt be half this good with out your help!
-TrueblueAngel
