Clary`s POV
The bass of the music vibrated through-out my body as I made my way through the party.
How did I get here? Who knows.
All I remember is yelling at Izzy and her stupid little clique, and being so angry. Then running.
I sat on a bench outside of Taki's for hours it seemed, because next thing I knew it was dark out, with less cars, and the shops all closed.
I remember deciding to start walking, and somehow I ended up here.
The music was loud, teenagers were dancing and swaying, stumbling over each other, some drunk, and some just tipsy.
I walked towards the kitchen, no one bothering to look my way either too occupied making out, or just talking…. Trying to talk.
I was in the kitchen finally, only a few people here. Most of them were just pouring themselves drinks and then leave.
I'm never going to go away. I heard Aline's voice echo in my mind.
Some part of me didn't want to believe anything that came out of my mind, but their was always that other part of me that will always remember.
I looked over and saw the bottle of vodka sitting right in front of me, and got an idea.
If I'll always remember, maybe just a few hours I could just drink away the memory.
I quickly poured myself a cup, smelling the alcohol as I bought the red cup up to my lips.
For one second, Jace's face popped into my mind. What would he think? Would he be disappointed in me.
Why would Jace care? The only thing he wants is to get in your pants.
No, Jace cares about me.
Pleease. That boy couldn't care less about you. Why do you think he's been hanging around you all of a sudden, and never used to before. Simon was the reason, because he knows guys like Jace only want one thing. Now that he's dead, there's nothing in Jace's way. The voice sneered in my head.
No!
Yes.
I don't believe you!
Think about it Clary! Why is the school's hottest guy suddenly all over you, when he can have anybody in this whole god damn city!
Shut up!
You know I'm right. The voice mocked.
Looking at the cup in my hand, I took a deep breath and chugged the alcohol in my cup.
My eyes started watering slightly, as the coughed from the sting of the alcohol. Feeling slightly tipsy already.
I was never the one to drink at a party. Alcohol just wasn't my thing…. I guess until now.
I got myself another cup, this time taking small sips and making way through the crowd into the living room where the music was on full blast, and bodies were mushed together, all sweaty and drunk.
I started swaying to the music, my head rolled back, and my eyes shut closed as I just let the music take over my body, feeling light as my body let the alcohol do its job.
You can't forget me Clarissa. Aline's voice said in my head.
I opened my eyes, looking around the room and noticed it was slightly spinning already. I chugged the rest of the alcohol, this time only shuddering, then making my way back towards the kitchen to get myself another drink.
Watch me.
I poured myself a new cup, and downed that one, ready to get myself another drink before I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, making me flinch and turn around scared.
"Whoa, you better slow down there." said a guy, who must had been eighteen, maybe nineteen. He had dark hair, that swept along his forehead and passed his ears slightly. He had these piercing blue eyes, and reminded me of someone.
I didn't say anything, just stared.
"Do I know you?" the mystery boy asked, cocking his head to the side slightly, crossing his arms across his chest. I just stared at him.
"I'm Alec. Alec Lightwood." he said, sticking his hand out slightly. I just stared at his hand, my hands gripping into fists.
Lightwood. Like Izzy Lightwood. Like Jace's older adopted brother.
"Does your name happen to be Clary?" he asked, snapping my attention back to him. I just glared.
"I'll take that as a yes." he laughed slightly, rubbing the back of his neck, still starring at me,
"You're the one who's made my brother go crazy." he joked, frowning when he noticed I wasn't laughing.
"What are you doing here at a college party? Let alone drinking, and here alone." he said more seriously.
"It's non of your business." I snapped before turning around, and pouring myself a cup of vodka, feeling like it wasn't much, I chugged it quickly, and grabbed the bottle and made my way back towards the music.
Not bothering to look back to see if Alec was still there or not.
Stupid, stupid girl.
Jace's POV
"What do you mean she ran away?" I asked worried, and slightly angry. I took a step into the house and followed Luke into the kitchen where he sat down at the table putting his head between his hands and let out a frustrated sigh.
"The school called saying she missed her third, forth and fifth period. When she didn't come home, we started getting worried. Her mother and I kept calling her cell phone, each time going to her voice mail, until she picked up." he said.
Next thing I knew he hit his hands on the table making a huge bang. I could see how frustrated and angry he was.
"She told us to leave her alone, that she wasn't coming home. Then hung up. We tried calling again, but she turned off her cell phone." he said, both of us listening to Clary's mother let out a sob from the living room.
I felt my phone vibrate, quickly looking to see if it was Clary, but I was disappointed seeing that it was only Alec. I pressed ignored.
"The cops said we can't file a missing person's report until she's been gone 24 hours, and its only been 8." he said frustrated running his hand through his hair.
"Can you think of anywhere of where she might have gone, where she might be?" I asked impatiently. Luke just shook his head.
"What if something happens to her?" Luke asks worriedly, tears falling down his face.
"Nothing bad is going to happen, I promise." I tried to reassure him.
I felt my phone vibrate again, looking at the caller I.D, it was Alec again, probably calling to say Izzy was cooking or something. I pressed the ignore button again.
"She's gone through so much." I heard Clary's mother sob into the phone in the living room, obviously talking to someone on the other end.
"What happened at school Jace?" Luke asked suddenly, his head popped up, and his back more straighter as he stared at me.
"I mean, did anything happen that would make Clary run?" he asked carefully.
"No, I don't think so. I mean, she snapped at Izzy and Danielle, blaming them for Simon's death, and then she just left. I thought she was coming home, being to over-whelmed or something." I said, putting my hand to my head, taking a seat across fro Luke, guilt eating away at me.
"God, I should have followed her." I said, putting my head on the table.
"She's unstable right now. We shouldn't have sent her to school so early." Luke said, putting his hand on my arm trying to reassure me.
Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate again. Sighing, I flipped it open and seeing the picture on the screen it was Alec again.
"You should answer it. It might be important." Luke said giving me a small smile. I just shook my head.
"He's probably just calling to complain about Izzy's cooking." I said, ready to push the ignore button again.
"Well ignoring it, isn't going to make us find Clary faster, so go ahead and answer it, I'm just gonna go for a drive to see if I can find her around the neighbourhood again." Luke said, before grabbing his keys and heading out the door.
I stared at my phone for a few more seconds before answering it.
"What's up?" I answered casually.
"Hey, uh. Do you by any chance happen to be missing a certain red head who goes by the name of Clary?" he asked. My heart stopped.
"Clary? Alec, you know where Clary is?" I asked hurriedly, making my way out the door it a hurry, and towards my car.
"Yea, she's right in front of me, grinding up against these two guys drunk." he said.
I was suddenly furious.
"What the fuck! Where are you?" I shouted into my phone.
"Jason's house, you know the guy on my foot-ball team. I just happened to cross paths with her in the kitchen and she was chugging down some of this vodka shit, then just took the bottle. Next thing I knew, she's being dry humped by these perverts." Alec replied.
"Well get them off of her Alec!"
"Geez, right sorry." he stuttered. I could here him making his way through whatever. The music getting slightly louder on the other end.
"Clary, come on lets go." I heard Alec yell over the music.
"Get off me!" I heard her shout back.
"Look, Jace is on his way here." he answered, my heart beating rapidly in my chest.
"Tell him to go away." I heard her slur.
"And get the fuck away from me." she added.
A couple seconds passed, and the music wasn't so loud anymore.
"You better get here quick man." Alec said.
"How bad is she Alec?" dreading the answer.
"I've never seen someone so messed up. You must really like her to be able to put up with her." Alec said.
"I love her Alec, and she went through something really traumatic, she watched her best friend murdered in front of her, with his blood and shit getting all over her, not mention got shot herself to." I said angrily into the phone, turning down the street, hearing the music just a few houses down.
"Shit man. That's bad." Alec sighed.
"I'll be there in a minute." I said.
"Dude, hurry. The girls a mess." Alec said before hanging up the phone.
I let out a sigh and pulled up at the house, where people wee hanging off of each other drunk, and laughing.
Before getting out of my car, I felt myself go uneasy.
Like something bad was about to happen, and I didn't like that feeling at all.