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Clary POV

This day can't really get any weirder can it. First I get blackout drunk, then I wake up in Jace's arms and throw up and now I wake up again and I'm laying on top of him and his arms are around waist and he is snoring right into my ear.

All of the sudden for some cosmic reason, Jace flips over and me know has me pinned under him. And let me tell you that that boy is heavier than he looks, he is almost crushing my ribs. I didn't know what to do, so I started to hit him in the back.

I had to take most of my strength and hit him at least five times before he even started to stir. I and to start screaming to get him to wake up. And when he did he almost punched me in the face.

'Arhh... What the hell, Clary. I thought that you were Simon or some thing. I'm sorry that I almost punched you in the gut." He said, his eyes pouting.

"It's okay, it really is my fault. I would of woken you up better, but in my defense you were crushing me a little. Izzy probably wants us down stairs as soon as we are up." Being this close to him was sending my nerves over the edge.

"Just don't scream next time or hitting. Just try to shake me or stand on the other side of the room and throw a pillow at me. Now let's go." He smiled at me.

We walked down the stairs with his hand lightly grazing my back, most likely so I didn't far face first, which I almost did if he had not of caught me around my waist. I whispered my thank you'd to him. Angel, why did he have to be so cute and to be practically related to me.

"Well well well, look what we have here. I hope you slept well. When I came in a bit ago you seemed pretty happy with the position you two were..." Izzy said as we walked into kitchen.

"Hardy har har, Izzy. By the way, you suck." I spat at her

"And why is that, little Clary?" she pouted

"You took me to that bar and got me drunk. Now I'm drunk and my head hurts like a motherfucker. Plus I'm pretty sure that I pucked up all of the food I ate in the last week, I'm starving." I whined

"Now would someone that sucked go all the way down to takis just to get you one of your favorite milkshakes and burgers." she said as she held up a take out bag. I lunged at the bag only to find myself flat on the cold tile foor.

"You really need to take it easy. It's your first hangover and you probably don't know how your body will react to all of it. Now go and sit at the table and I wil get you your food." Jace whispered into my ear.

I stubbeled over to the table and sat down. I awaited for what seemed like ages ad all of th sudden, I heard a voice to my side "Oh my sweet little Clarrisa, you really shouldn't of gotten away from me last night. Oh how you will pay." Simon was standing over my shoulder and his hand cammed down onto my mouth, stiffing my scream.

Jace POV

She was to smallor all of this. She wasn't made for some of the stuff thatwe did almost every weekend. I couldn't let this hapen to her again. Her fragile little body would be able to take any more abuse. She left me and Izzy all alone in the kitchen

"How much did she have last night, Iz?" I asked her

"I don't know what you mean, Jace. All of that was purly her." she said

"No it isn't and you know it. Please, how much did she have to drink, Izzy."

"Around 7 shots of vodca (did I spell that right?), three martinis, and at some point the bartender got some white lighting for us in some shots." she grumbled

"White lighting? What the Hell is that?"

"Moonshine, Jace. Illegal, but completly worth it."

"Whatever. Don't let her do any of that stuff ever again. It will kill her at one point."

"But you don't care if you care if I do, I probably had more than her."

"I know that you did. I know that you can handle yourself, but she can't handle all of it like you can. Remeber that she wasn't raised like us. This could kill her more than us." and with that I picked up Clary's food and walked into the dinning room, my jaw dropped. Alec was holding Clary, who was bloddy and clamly, in his arms.

He say me and started sputtering "Jace... not...came in here... was like this."

I ran over and scooped her into my arms and ran towards the door. The hospital was only a couple of houses down the street, thank goodness. I ran with all of my might. I busted through the emergency room doors and into the gurney area. A nurse was there putting one of them up.

"Help her please, I think that she is dying." I cried out

The nurse yelled for a doctor and everyone rushed into the small room. They started to push neddles into her arms and put her onto a gurney. They started to wheel her away when I caught her hand.

"Sir, you can't go with her. You have to wait in the waiting room for her."

I pushed forward and everyone else that wasn't helping Clary pulled me back. I knew that I swore at them, anything that I could think of. They started to pile onto of me to keep me still. I felt a sharp prick and my neck and I screamed out in pain. Blackness sept into my vision as the rest of them piled atop of me. Sleep, that is what I need right now, sleep.