Chapter 7: All the things

Summary: Clary has been on the run for the majority of her life. Running from her father, from friends and from love. One day while in hiding, she meets a mysterious golden boy. Will she allow herself to trust him, or will she push him away? And what happens if this boy has a secret even darker than her own?

A/N: Hello everyone! Wow it's been a while, and I'm sorry for that! I've had so many great reviws and support from you guys so thank you so much! Special shouts out to beta-author and IWriteNaked, who have both given me tons of help and support whith this. Check out their stories they are amazing! Anyways, enjoy.

Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Cassie Clare except the story line.

[Jace]

I look down at the ground for what has to be the millionth time in the past minute, staring at the petite figure in a mix of disbelief and lust. My legs were starting to cramp from crouching so long, but I just had to make sure she was out, and since she hasn't moved for the past ten or so minutes, I'd take that as a good thing.

Running a hand through my matted blonde hair, I huffed in frustration and looked away. I refused to be Edward Cullen

The girl was out. Again. It must have been a record; meet a girl sleeping, and then she goes cowshit crazy, attacks you, and then passes out.

It wasn't because she was swooning at your good looks dumb ass. SHE DIDN'T EVEN SEE YOUR FACE. You know she probably thought you were here to steal her ovaries. Shut up inner voice stop being such a hater.

Even though I didn't want to admit it the bastard, which I have decided to name my inner voice, was right. This was the strangest encounter I have ever had with the opposite gender. Or anyone really.

My head was really starting to hurt, perhaps from dehydration or all the times I was hit in the head in the past hour. Honestly speaking, what had I done?

I run away from my sadistic, pathetic excuse of a father and escape into the woods, where I fell and hit my head on the ground. After hobbling around for a while I made my way to my man cave, prepared to sleep, I grabbed the hair of a girl which I assumed was my blanket, only because it was red in the moonlight. I then have a mini stalker moment where all I can do is stare at her, but then she wakes up after what seems like a nightmare snapping me out of my creepy trance.

After the mystery girl realized I was there she throws a bitch fit and tries to kill me. Or my balls. One of the two I'm assuming. And then in her futile efforts to escape from my evil clutches because I have committed a terrible crime, she knocks herself out on the roof despite being almost half my height.

That now leads to my current position; crouched in a underground tunnel with an unconscious girl sprawled out on the floor beside me. After she knocked herself out, I half dragged half carried her over to the area by the wall. And being the kind fellow I am, I wrapped her up in my blanket.

At more than one point I had considered taking off some of her clothing, only for her benefit of course. The girl was drenched in sweat and covered in dirt and blood, so I would be helping her. I mean, she could freeze or something.

A sudden rumbling noise from below me made me jump, and from my squatting position I jumped up and slammed my head on the dirt above me, causing it to rain down in little pebbles. I groaned, and clutched at the sides of my head and looked to where the noise had come from.

It had been the girl. Goddamn she was hurting me even when she was sleeping.

And she snored.

Hot damn, there are many different things I could be doing to and unconscious girl. So many things.

Okay guys that is all! I hope to update soon, but summer has beem hella crazy. Reviews are always loved, so please tell me if things need to be added, changed or if you have a idea.

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