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~ And here comes a new chapter, hope you will enjoy it

~ Do not worry, I did not forget about the other stories that need updating, and I will finish EVERY story that I started.

~ Anyway, without making you wait any further ... enjoy

Love, Mina

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Chapter 7: The Cruelty Of Girls (1,3K)

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Ella Fitzgerald, feat Louis Armstrong - Dream A Little Dream Of Me

Mariah Carey, feat Boyz II Men - One Sweet Day

Epica - The Last Crusade

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Jon's PoV

"I'm going to ask you this only once, Wayland!" I growl between my very clenched teeth.

I can't believed I got fooled like that by Clary! I should have known better than to trust her over my instincts. When she started blabbering about Jace being gay, I should have ignored her shit and listen to my reason. Jace is as gay as I am. Meaning, far from it. I mean, he did spend many nights trying to sneak out to go clubbing so he could get laid. With girls.

But stupid, confusing Clary said that it was all an act. And that Jace just did his best to act like a manwhore so no one would know his secret. And then she started pointing out stuffs. Like the way he's obsessed with his hair. Or the way he always gratifies his looks. Or the way he takes ages to get ready.

But now, I have the undeniable proof that he's straight. And that he's going to end up six feet underground as soon as possible. Really? I tell him that Clary is my sister, and he can't wait to bang her? I'm going to kill him. Bring him to life. Then, let my Dad kill him before I reanimate him and kill him all over again.

"Did you have sex with my baby sister, last night?" I ask, looking straight in his eyes. Okay, I'm still giving him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he is gay, and they just talked all night long, like Mags does every once in a while. Maybe it's just that. Maybe I won't have to go to jail for homicide.

"No," Jace simply says, and I can see the truth in his eyes. But still, I put his words to the test, because my instincts are so telling me that there's something going on between the two of them. But maybe my instincts are broken. I mean, if Jace is gay, there's a whole big thing that had been just before my eyes and that I never noticed.

"Then, what are you doing in her bed?" I question, and Jace rolls his eyes, being as cocky as usual. For someone about to die, he seems pretty relax. He even smirks as he says:

"I was too lazy to go back to our room."

"And what's wrong with the extra bed?" I point out, because what need did they have to share the same bed. Just thinking about it makes me want to vomit.

"Are you going to find a come back to everything I'll say? I already told you, I didn't have sex with Clary, last night," Jace snaps, and at this very moment, Clary emerges from the bathroom.

She looks at me with her eyebrows up, and I decide to ever ruin it for Jace, in case he has a relapse of non gay-itude

"He knows who you are," I tell Clary, hoping she will throw a tantrum at her new GBF for not letting her know. But she only shrugs, walking to her closet as only a towel is wrapped around her.

"Of course, he does. You have a big mouth who can't keep a secret," She accuses, and I can't blame her. The word surprise doesn't exist back home because I always ruin them. It's not my fault, it's just that my mouth doesn't have any filter.

Clary starts to dress in front of us, in that secret way girls always do when they're in public. Girls are so ingenious sometimes. I look back at Jace who's looking everywhere but at Clary, and I can't help but remember the first time this situation happened upon her arrival. Jace checked her out. Or maybe he just pretended. This is so confusing.

"What do you want?" Clary snaps at me, clearly annoyed by my presence, and I growl as I remember what Dad just told me:

"Dad told me who you wanted to invite for Show&Tell."

"Yup," She shrugs before putting a threatening finger on my chest. "Touch him, and you'll have to trade your name for Johanna."

"I don't want to see his rat face near you," I simply reply, no longer scared of her threats. Well, officially at least. She threatened my testicles so many times that I should be a medical miracle by now. "I already have to put up with Sebastian, I don't want to do it for that rat, too."

"I broke up with Sebastian," Clary simply states with a shrug. I open big shocked eyes, surprised that she didn't wait for Dad to really explode on her because for that matter.

"When?" I ask, and she looks at her watch, fingering me the seconds passing by before she said:

"Now. Seb?"

Sebastian enters in her room, and shock washes over his face as he sees Jace and I in her room. I notice from the corner of my mind that Jace is no longer in her bed, and then I have to watch oh baby sister tiptoe herself as much as she can so she can kiss Sebastian on the lips. I'm sure he would have bent down if he wasn't so bus looking at us.

"It's over," Clary says, as if she's talking about the weather, and Sebastian wraps his hand on her smaller back as she gently taps his chest.

"Okay," He says, clearly not aware of what she just said. But then he snaps his attention away from us and looks at Clary with disbelief. "Wait, what?"

"You heard me " She shrugs,stepping out of his arms. Sebastian looks like he's about to bury his favourite pet, and he cries out to Clary:

"Why?!" I can't help but feel bad for him. It's clear that he was starting to like her quite a lot, but Clary is not to be liked. She's my baby sister, and that's it.

"Because you're not that interesting, after all. Because I'm stupid. Because I like someone else. Because Daenarys Targaryan and Jon Snow will never end up together. Because you think Jon's in love with me. I don't know, take a pick," She says with a shrug.

She's my sister, and I love her. But sometimes she can be so cruel. She could give him a real reason so he can move on. Or, I don't know do something. She's really cruel sometimes.

"Can we talk about it?"

"Sure," She kindly says, waiting for him to whimper like the baby he is, and Sebastian looks back at Jace and I as he grits between in his teeth:

"In private."

"Sure," She concedes him, and then she turns to us to shoo us outside: "That was your cue to leave, guys."

Jace and I leave,and when I close the door, I can feel awkwardness grow between the two of us. I mean, ever since I learned about Jace, there's been this thick cloud of awkward between us. I should probably try to dissipate it.

"Jace?" I say, and he cautiously looks at me. God, why does it have to be so awkward? Let's use images and metaphors. He's gay, he must love those. "You know how I like … chocolate ice cream?"

"Yeah?" He warily says, and I can't believe I'm using ice cream flavours as a comparative for genders. I feel like I'm back in kindergarten.

"Well, I think it's okay if you don't. I know you like vanilla better, and it's okay with me. Chocolate isn't your thing, I get it," I quickly stutter. Mostly because I don't want to drag this subject more than we already are. Let's just stop the awkward right here, in front of Clary's dorm-room.

"Cool. Same for you. Vanilla isn't your cup of tea, I get it."

"Cool. I'll go check something with Mags," I say, happy that we killed the elephant in the room. Jace nods, and I know that the awkward will be less awkward from now on.

"Cool," He tells me.

"Cool," I repeat before going to Magnus's room.

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💚Your thoughts and opinions are always welcomed💚

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Well, Clary seems to be playing with both boys, announcing things that aren't apparently true. Hahah.

~ Anyway, question time:

` 1. What did you think of Clary's little game between Jon and Jace?

` 2. How did you feel about the end of 'Clebastian'?

Anyway, Cassandra Clare owns the names of the characters from the Mortal Instruments franchise, everything else is mine.

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