Clary
"Oh this is going to be fun. I'm calling in the big guns" She smirks at me, "MAGNUS!" from the back emerges the most sparkly and familiar man I have ever seen."
"Clare-bear!" he shrieks, running over to wrap me in a bone-crushing hug.
"Hey Mags," I laugh, hugging him back.
"So, how's everything? How's Simon? Are there any little Clary's that are going to be running around soon?" he asks, placing his hands on my abdomen.
"No, no little Clary's. And you don't know?" I ask.
"Know what dear?" he asks, his sparkly head tilting in confusion.
"Simon cheated with Isabelle," I mutter, looking to the floor. Suddenly I'm being wrapped in his arms again.
"Oh sweetie, I'm sorry. Alec has been in California for work, so we haven't seen Isabelle lately. And she never said anything to me. I promise I didn't know a thing," he confirms. Magnus has been dating Isabelle's brother Alec almost as long as I've been dating Simon.
"Well, I'm getting through. I'm actually here for a new wardrobe," I laugh upon seeing his sad face lift.
"FINALLY! I've wanted to make you over since forever," he sighs, already flitting around the store, picking out articles of clothing. With a shrug, Celine joins as well as Tessa. I sit on one of the colorful couches, knowing I'll be trying on the entire store within the hour.
Jace
I sit in my office, at first hiding, but then a flood of emails came in asking for approval on a few projects I've been working on. I replied, and sent emails asking for progress reports on all sectors.
I hear a commotion in the kitchen and decide I don't want to know what Will has gotten himself into, knowing I'll just have to clean up the mess.
Clary
After hours upon hours, I have ten bags of clothes shoes and accessories. Not to mention ma has seen me in rather embarrassing and suggestive clothing.
"For Jace," Tessa would wink at me, making me blush profusely and Celine laugh and smile.
"You approve of this," I'd ask in disbelief.
She'd just shrug and nod. Magnus soon caught on that I was staying with Jace and through mutual dislike for Simon, Tessa and he had come up with a ship name for us, which I found endearing, embarrassing and slightly childish.
Next their going to try to get us together through truth or dare!
After a good three hours, Magnus says Alec should be getting home soon and he wanted to talk to him about what had happened, and promised he was fully on my side. I never wanted sides to be chosen which I told him, but he simply waved his hand at me.
Celine and I invited Tessa back with us for dinner, knowing Will was still at Jace's house. She accepted, and rode back with us since Will had dropped her off to work this morning.
Walking in, all three of us worked at carrying the bags and Celine promised to help me unpack them later that night. I gratefully accepted her offer. Walking into the house, it was eerily quiet, which immediately made the three of us share a look of concern. We had seen all the cars in the driveway and the Wayland boys were anything but quiet.
We deposited the bags in the foyer and made our way to the kitchen, me in front, then Celine then Tessa. Walking in, I let out a surprised laugh that turned to a gasp and look of disapproval to a proud Will who immediately had the grace to attempt a sheepish look.
Just then Jace walked in, having heard us arrive. Seeing the scene, he burst out laughing, leaning on me for support.
I'll admit, it was funny seeing my son to be ex-husband tied to a kitchen chair, tape over his mouth. Especially knowing Will had done it.
YEAH! WILL'S POV
I sat, eating another cookie, dreadfully bored as Jace did work and no one else was around. I even contemplated going to Tessa's shop just for some damn entertainment, knowing she was dressing little Clary up.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. I waited to see if Jace heard and would get it. He didn't, so when they knocked again, I got up to answer the door. As soon as I did, I saw a sloppily thrown punch coming my way.
I caught the fist and took in the sight of Clary's sorry excuse for an ex looking on with shock.
"W-where is Jace? Who are you?" he asks.
"Jace is inside and I'm Will, his cousin," I reply.
"Well, where the hell is Clary?" he asks, attempting to look around me.
"Why?" I ask, ideas sent by the revenge fairy flitting through my mind.
"I'm bringing her home," he says with an admirable amount of confidence for a rat.
"I don't think Clary's into polygamy," I tell him, watching as his pale face goes red, "But by all means, come in and wait for her to get back," I open the door wider, knowing exactly how to keep myself entertained.
He walks in wearily and I lead him to the kitchen. He sits at the table and reaches for one of MY cookies. I deftly slap his hand and he yanks it back, holding it to his chest.
"You know, I hate you," I tell him bluntly.
"I'm not too fond of you either," he mutters.
"At least I have reasons. I've known Clary since she was 5 years old, and you stole her from my family, from Jace. Then you go and cheat on her, with her best friend," I hope my look holds as much disgust as I feel.
"In my defense, she was never supposed to find out," he mutters.
"You have no defense!" I scream, standing so abrupt it sends my chair toppling. I feel the anger coursing through my veins, "She's too good for you, for about 90% of the male population, but for some reason she loved you. Then you went and screwed it up. I hope you know Clary's love surpasses all other. A simple smile holds more sincerity and genuine concern for your well-being than your mistresses' whole body," my chest heaves and my fists are clenched.
"I know I screwed up, that's why I came back to explain," he tells me.
"Well, I think you need to leave. You did what you did and Clary is not stupid. She's not going to take you back," I wave him off.
"What? Do you have honest hopes she'd go for you cousin?" he laughs, sending me into rage. I punch him in his head, hoping to knock some sense into him. He falls off his chair, slightly dazed and I throw another punch to his jaw.
I have never been this angry in my entire life. Seeing him dazed, nearly out of consciousness, I get scared. I've never punched someone due to anger. I've fought with Jace jokingly, never hurting him, but I hurt Simon, and kind of enjoyed it.
Deciding I can't hear another useless excuse or I will lose it, I go to Jace's junk drawer in his kitchen and grab the duct tape. Hoisting Sherwin into a chair, I tape his hands behind his back and tape his feet to the legs, finally wrapping his whole body in the stuff.
In one last act of revenge, I put a rather large piece to the back of his curly head, and one over his mouth. Sitting back in my own chair, I grab my tray of cookies and wait.
Clary
Simon is sitting quietly, a purple bruise blooming on his jaw. I just stare at him for a moment, taking in his body taped to the kitchen chair and his glazed eyes.
"What happened?" I ask.
"Well," Will begins, leaning back in his chair, kicking his feet up onto the table, at which Celine knocks them off. His feet his the floor with a loud boom before he continues, "I was just minding my own business and then I hear a knock on the door,"
"I went to get the door to she Sherwin," Simon huffs in disapproval, "and he said he was here to take you home. I invited him in to wait and we had a little talk. He said some very mean things, so I was forced to do this," Will pouts dramatically.
I look at Simon to see him trying to avoid everyone's gaze. Sighing, I begin removing all the tape. Taking the mouth piece off last, he gets up.
"Clary-"
"Just go," I say, looking to the floors.
"Listen, I'm sorry," he tries to touch my cheeks, but I pull away.
"If you were sorry, you wouldn't have continued to do it," I say. At that he shuts his mouth tight ad walks out of the kitchen and out the door.
"Clary," Jace says, wrapping me in a hug. I easily reciprocate, closing my eyes and inhaling his scent.
"I'm okay," I tell him. After, I go up and hug Will.
"Thanks Willy-boy," I whisper. He hugs me just as tight.
"No problem Clare-bear," he whispers to me. Finally, ma comes and hugs me as well.
"I think you need one of my chocolate pies," she says. Pulling back, she laughs at me happy look.
"Please?" I plead.
"Of course sweetheart," With that, we all set to work on making dinner, smiling and laughing at Will and Jace in the kitchen as the air gains the scent of baking chocolate.
I don't know how I survived without this being a part of my life.