Oh my fucking God I'm so sorry for not updating in so long things have been hard lately well enjoy my lovelies.
Jace's POV (bet you weren't expecting that)
I sit on my couch with a mug of coffee in my hand and my head tilted back and eyes closed. I've been an uptight bitch for the past few weeks and I freely admit it. The reason why is simple I haven't been layed in the past few weeks I haven't even been able to think about looking at or even fucking another woman since my kiss with Clary and what fortified it was when she called me on my shit. At night I dream of fiery red hair and emerald green eyes, soft familiar pink lips on mine and milky white slender long legs wrapped around my waist. In my dreams she moans breathily and gasps in my ear and screams my name in pleasure. And every time I wake up from my dreams I have a crazy hard on. I even think of Clary when I'm jacking it off.
I know I'm seriously fucked everyone seems to know of my little infatuation with her but her. I can't help but blush when she stands close to me and I never blush. The others make fun of me for it even Jon gives me shit about it the Bastards. Her badass attitude just enhances my attraction to her. I can't stop thinking about her no matter how hard I try when I'm at the recording studio, at the club, a party, sleeping, watching t.v., even when I'm drunk she's still the only thing on my mind.
I remember the taste of her when Sebastian dared her to kiss me the way her tounge fought against mine for dominance. That was one hell of a turn on. I groaned thinking about it and felt myself getting extremely hard. Shit time for another meeting with my hand. I really am pathetic.
I woke up a little earlier then usual since we were all meeting up at the studio and Clary was gonna be there. I wasted to looked nice then I usually do and I know that makes me sound like a pussy whipped jackass but I honestly don't give a fuck right now. I know my middle school like crush on her is pathetic but it doesn't stop me from putting on a dark blue shirt that outlined my muscles with black jeans and some vans. I freshen up a bit and grab my car keys and heading out the door. When I'm in the car driving it finally dawns on me how fucked up this situation is usually it's the girl who gets ready and thrives for my attention not the other way around but I sort of like it this way.
I drive up to the gates of Sun Set Studios and pull in I noticed Jon's red bmw not far from were I parked and my heart starts racing knowing Clary is in there with everyone else. When I reach inside the receptionist gives me a flirty smile and wink yeah we hooked up in the past but to be honest she doesn't have anything on Clary.
When I reach the recording room everyone is sitting around waiting for me my eyes immediately go to Clary. She's wearing a black leather jacket, a white skin tight wife beater shirt, black skinny jeans with rips from the tops of her thighs to her ankles, and black wedged sneakers. Basically she looked fucking hot.
Jon noticed me before anyone else did and also noticed me checking out his sister his shoulders shook with silent laughter and he bit his lip to keep from laughing out loud. Dick.
"Jace were the hell have you been" Raphael asked as he stretched his arms over his head every one aside from Clary had a knowing smirk on there faces God damn perceptive Bastards. "Woke up late" I lie they really don't need to know.
"Are you sure" Izzy asks with a tilt of her head "or were you jacking off to a certain red head." Everyone starts laughing then except Clary who looks confused. For a smart girl she sure was slow. Clary looks up at me slightly disgusted "Seelie?" She questions and everyone starts laughing even harder. I almost face palm. Your a fucking red head I want to shout at her but I also remember she knows me Seelie use to hook up so I can't really blame her for that one. Again everyone was red faced except Clary who remained blissfully oblivious. The permanent scowl that constantly adorned her face was very much intact. Come to think of it the only time I have seen her show any kind of emotion besides anger or sarcasm was when Tori was involved.
"Jesus Christ shut the fuck up people" Clary exclaimed over the roaring laughter holding her head. Everyone shut up except for Jon who was now laughing his ass off at Clary.
"Being hung over is what you get. What the hell did you think was gonna happen if downed an entire bottle of vodka?" He choked out between laughing fits. Clary narrowed her eyes at him and growled. Like legit fucking growled at him holy shit. Everyone watched cautiously but Jon continued to laugh.
"Dude she's gonna whoop your tail" Sebastian said edging as far away as possible from Jon trying to get out of the way for when Clary did attack. She was hot and scary as hell when she was mad. Before I met her I thought Izzy had the worst glare and temper. When I met Clary I realized I was immensely mistaken. Now that I think about it Clary and Izzy would be amazing friends if Clary did friends.
"I suggest if you would like to reproduce in the near future you should shut up" she hissed at him wincing as his laughter grew twice as loud. He really wants to fucking die doesn't he.
"You were completely shit faced last night though you kept going on and on about b" he was cut off as he ducked her flying wedged sneaker she sent flying across the room. She has good aim he barely missed it by maybe a centimeter or two.
"Okay I'm sorry" he said stifling a laugh what's so funny about her being drunk? Before she could reply her phone goes off.
"She wraps her hands around that pole"
"She licks her lips and off we go"
"She takes it off nice and slow"
"Cuz that's Porn star dancing"
When she looks at the caller I.D. her eyes go wide "Shit Jon that's my parole officer I'm late for my check in please take me." She pleads.
"Izzy you take her I need to have man to man talk with the guys" Izzy gets up and starts walking towards the door while Jon smirks at Clary her eyes are narrowed dangerously as she glares furiously at him. Her glares are fucking scary but he seems unfazed by her death stare. She gets up and retrieves her shoe from across the room and tugs it on. As she passes Jon she bends down to whisper something in his ear. Whatever it is scares the shit out of him because his eyes go wide and stares at her in shock as she smiles devilishly at him and saunters out of the room. Jon stares at her retreating from in shock and down right fear and to be honest it fucking hilarious.
Jon clears his throat and motions for me to sit down in seat across from him. I sit and look at him confused.
"What" I try to sound nonchalant but the curiosity is getting the best of me. Why is he acting this way? Sebastian, Raphael, and Alec all look excited. Okay I'm officially scared now!
"We're gonna try to get Clary in stage at our show tonight and get her to sing" Sebastian blurted out and the others were jumping up and done in they're seats like little kids in a candy store. Are they taking about the same Clary I know? She'll fucking kill all of us!
Are you all fucking insane she will literally kill all of us even Izzy. And even if we do get her on stage how do you know she'll actually sing and not beat the shit out us right there in front of everyone? I don't feel like dying tonight or any time soon so fuck no." I got out in a panicked hurry they really want to fucking die if their finds try and pull that kind of shit on her.
"Well" Jon said thoughtfully " we just need to pick her up and set her on stage, call her a wimp and that kind of shit if she refuses we all know she'll do anything if called out and if not we'll use our secret weapon Tori she can't say no to that little girl, and after the show haul ass out of there before she can beat the crap out of us." He finished in a matter of fact tone. Well that kind of made sense but still I'm not getting my ass kicked.
"Okay but who's gonna put their ass on the line and forcefully put her on the stage cuz it sure as hell is not going to be me. Because I'm pretty sure she can drop kick all of us if she wanted to. And I am not taking that bullet when I had to pry her off of Seelie she got me pretty damn good and she was just mainly focused on fucking Seelie up" I know I sounded like a little bitch but hey we all know what Clary's like.
"We'll get her from behind and as for who's gonna do it I will with some help most likely cuz I know she's gonna kick so Raphael will get her feet." Jon explained cheerfully.
Raphael sat up ram rod straight with his eyes as wide as saucers "hold the hell up I never agreed to get her feet she could break my damn jaw with those damn combat boots she wears. How did I get stuck with her feet?" I'm glad to know I'm not the only one terrified of getting my ass kicked by her.
"Stop being little pussy's both of you trust me Clary will be pissed at first but she'll thank us afterwards" Jon said casually I noticed Alec has been quiet through this whole thing.
"What do you think of this Alec" I asked. He's usually quiet but not like this something must be up.
He looked up at me with thoughtful eyes "What I think? I think this is gonna be great" He said with a grin but it didn't quite meet his eyes. He looked conflicted confused almost. The others noticed to.
"Come on Alec aren't you a little excited or are you that scared she'll kick our asses? Look if you want we'll tell her you had nothing to do with it" Jon offered with worry sketched across his face. Alec may be quiet and reserved but he never backed down from anything unless something was troubling him.
"No it's nothing like that I just-" he sighed frustrated and ran a hand through his ink black hair obviously trying to find the right words to say. "I think maybe fuck-" he exclaimed throwing his hands in the air. We all stayed quiet giving him time to try and say what's on his mind. Usually Alec was calm and collected something must really be bothering him.
When he did finally collect himself he looked Jon straight in the eye and said two simple words that were anything but true.
"Nothing's wrong."
Clary's POV
As I sit in Izzy's car I let my mind wander to the conversation in the kitchen with my mom I know she's hiding something but what. That's kept my mind working for the past two weeks. Not to mention Valentine won't leave me alone there's constant text messages, phone calls, and voice mails. Every single one a threat of violence or some cryptic message that makes my skin crawl and heart race. I know I need to tell someone but I can't at least not yet. I have a feeling my mom knows something about this to. She's been very on edge at home and pretty scarce to.
I've made up my mind I'm going to confront her but this time demand more than what she gave me last time there's more to it I just know it. And I owe this to Tori to protect her like I always have and I'll be dampened if someone is gonna stand my way of that.
Tonight after the band's performance I'm gonna get the answers I want no the answers I need whether Jocelyn wants to give them or not.
Actually I'm gonna get them now!
"Izzy can you drop me off at Jocelyn's firm instead there's something I need to take care of."
I am so sorry for the long wait and if this chapter is shit I apologize for that to. Posts are gonna be a little random since school started but I will be updating and finishing this story I promise. Drop me some reviews pretty please.
Salina
