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Clary's POV
As I made my way to where Izzy was waiting for me so we could attack, I couldn't stop thinking about Jace. He was always changing his way of being around me, he had been a jerk and then he had been sweet… just so confusing. Knowing I needed to be concentrated I shook my head to get the thoughts out and took two seraph blades of out my belt. Isabelle's whip was already in her hand, and we came out of the shadows. Some ravener demons where there, and, as soon as we came into view, they started moving their tails making whipping sounds. Two of them climbed on the nearest wall and moved towards us, and the rest just came rushing to us, green saliva –which I knew was poisonous- pouring out of every mouth. Izzy's whip curled around one demon's body, and when she flicked her arm to one side it flew over the others and crashed into the building nearest to us, exploding into a purplish mist. One of the demons that were on the wall jumped at us but was pierced by an arrow shot by Alec's bow, landing near me and I put my blade through it, making it fold in on itself and disappear. I shot forward to take on another one, making my way between Izzy, who was moving her whip from side to side, Alec, who was standing there and shooting arrow after arrow, and Jace, who was already battling on the other side of the demon pack. When I got near one of the demons, it heard me and tried to use its whip tail on me, but I slid under it and slashed its legs off, making it shriek and turning fast on me. As I didn't get up soon enough it pinned me to the ground and I could see its teeth, covered with saliva that was getting on my clothes, making them sizzle. Before it could attack, it hissed as a blade went through it, and disappeared on the spot. Jace stood there, helping me up and as we turned around one of Alec's arrows was shot through the last demon there. We regrouped and watched each other as we evaluated the injuries. Jace had a deep gush in his arm, but the rest of his wounds were shallow. Izzy had twisted her ankle, which surprised me since she always had such a steady balance on her feet. Alec was the only one that had nothing, since my clothes were burned where the poisonous saliva had touched it and some blisters on my arms which were turning into a yellowish color.
We made our way back, most of the walk in silence. At first I had been immerse in thought, most of it about the blonde guy walking in front of me. I didn't know what to make of his actions, and I also didn't know what to do about what Alec had said to me. Jace was supposed to be this ladies man that liked getting around with different girls and never settling down for any one of them, but he had not looked to be like that when he kissed me. He had had a kiss mark on his neck though, just after I had turned away from him in the park. Before I could go further into my own mind I felt my hand warmer and looked up to see Jace smirking at me, his hand intertwined with mine. All this just made me get even more confused.
The Institute was unusually quiet when we went through the doors, and when we looked around no one was there. When we came into the library we found a sleeping Max on one of the couches, a book open on his lap and his glasses askew on his face. Izzy woke him up by nudging him softly and he said their parents had gone on an urgent business trip to Idris. He offered to help us with the food for that night and we agreed to that, seeing we had to wash ourselves and heal, and that would take some time.
The rest of the night went by without any events. We had dinner together and then we just talked about nonsense, having a great time. Magnus had joined us, and since the Lightwood parents weren't there the couple acted so much more unstressed. They sat together, holding hands, talking to each other softly. The sight warmed my heart, and I ached to get to my sketch pad as quickly as I could to throw out my first drawing of them, which showed them talking but keeping distance between them, and draw them again. We had been sitting there for hours, listening to stories about each other's adventures. Magnus was a great story teller, and he had had so many adventures through his long life that he couldn't stop himself from telling one anecdote after the other.
At one point of the night, everyone stopped talking and just lay there, comfortable on the couches and chairs in the library. When Isabelle yawned and excused herself to get to bed, we all followed close behind, feeling our own eyelids heavy. When I was in front of my door after saying goodnight to everyone and leaving them on the other hall, I heard something so I turned around. I hit a chest and when I looked up I saw Jace standing right behind me, closer than I had thought.
"You're training with me tomorrow." He smiled smugly at me. "So, you better have a good night's sleep because you'll end up exhausted." He had me pinned against the door when he said that, and after that he left, leaving me with my cheeks red from the blushing and my heart thumping.
As he turned the corner, Isabelle stuck her head out of her bedroom and looked at me, and then she talked, wearing a slight smile on her lips. "Jace tends to make everything sound sexual, don't you worry, Clary." And before she went inside again she seemed to remember something and spoke again. "Maybe you do need to worry, now that you're fooling around with him. He'll make everything sound sexual to you."
Jace's POV
I enjoyed myself getting Clary nervous when I put her against her own door, to say the least. I was still not sure what I felt around her, it seemed to be a constant change. I wanted to sound arrogant, but at the same time I wanted to kiss her and hold her close as soon as she walked into the room. I liked making her think about what I did, but I also didn't want her to think I was always this arrogant, self-centered person. I wanted her to see the real me.
As I climbed into bed I realized that Alec had told me the truth: I was infatuated or falling for this girl. I insisted on the latter, because it didn't feel like an infatuation. The rune for heartbreak is the most painful of them all, I had heard. Maybe I was falling in love with the red head, I figured. I thought about her most of the day, and even though I tried to push her away from my mind she still found its way in again. I realized I had to do something about this thing. If it was an infatuation, get over it. If it was love, make it work with Clary. I remembered that that morning I had woken up with a smile, and the dream.
I had dreamt of her the last night. I had dreamt of her with me, of her lips on mine, moving slowly at first but then almost hungry, pressing her body against mine.
I had never felt so vulnerable in my life.
I had never felt so great in my life.
I was definitely screwed.
