A/N: Here's chapter 14! Thanks so much for all the reviews. Now, please read and enjoy. There will be a longer author's note at the end. People made some suggestions, but nothing definitive. So that's why this chapter is the way it is.

It had been 8 days of flirting with Will, and Jace still hadn't said anything. His face had been bright red most of the time, but he remained silent. I was on the verge of strangling him. It was the last day of our trip, so all three of us went to a club. I wore literally my shortest dress. I caught Jace, starring at my legs the entire time I got ready. This whole trip I've been waiting for him to fight for me or at least try for me, but it never happened. Even though I told him exactly what I wanted, he still didn't do it, sitting on the sidelines watching me flirt with his cousin is not what I wanted. How did that show that he cared? It didn't. I was going to get Jace to say something tonight. I had my armed hooked with both of theirs, as we skipped into the club. I may have held both of their arms, but I favored Will's.

"Get me a drink." I looked up at Jace smiling. I made Jace cater to my every whim on the trip, all the while I was flirting with William Herondale, and he didn't even complain!

"Sure." He pecked my cheek half-heartily, before heading through the crowd of people. I found a table, and plopped down in a chair.

"You look good tonight." Will tucked a strand of hair behind my ear, smiling brightly at me.

"Thanks." I forced a faint smile. I felt exhausted after this week, and I almost gave up. Jace climbed up onto a seat next to me, sliding over the wine glass. "Thanks." I bit back a real smile. I downed it in one gulp, as I stood up. "I'm going to go dance." I scurried over to the edge of the crowd, still facing the two boys. I started swaying my hip, keeping my eyes on the ground with a devious smile.

I spent all week touching Will whenever he was around, having him whisper random unimportant things in my ear, and giggling fakely. Will even bought me art stuff, which still didn't get Jace's attention. It's a busy club, so tonight I'm going to kiss him, unless Jace gets up and dances with me right now. I didn't ask either of them, but Jace should want to dance with me right now.

I turned around, circling my hips around. A body pressed into my back, and I knew it wasn't Jace's. I sighed, closing my eyes. "I gave him time." Will breathed in my ear. "He didn't even budged" His noise brushed against my neck. I turned around, putting my arms around his neck. My chest was against his, and I glanced over at Jace. He looked furious, which was what I wanted, but he still didn't say anything. My hands felt clammy because if this didn't work all hope of us working would be gone. His hands felt my waist, holding me against him.

"Last resort." I mumbled. He nodded silently, looking over at Jace.

"Now?" He asked, which I responded with a nod. I took a deep breath, feeling the anticipation. If this doesn't work, I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't know any other ways to catch his attention, and I would stop trying. Will leaned down, brushing his lips against mine. I felt my stomach coil, feeling the wrongness. The kiss stopped abruptly, when I heard the sound of something crunching. My eyes sprang open to see Jace, fist clinched, and Will sprawled on the ground, holding his face. My eyes widened completely surprised my Jace's actions. His hand clamped down on my arm dragging me through the club. I could feel his fingers digging into my skin, which was beginning to sting

"Jace! What are you doing?!" I struggled in his grasp. "Jace." I don't like being man handled, and he was dragging me through this club. We finally got out of the door, where he released me. He was breathing heavily, as he ran his hand through his hair.

"Who do you think you are? I can put up the touching and flirting, but I will not tolerate you cheating on me!" He yelled.

"You won't tolerate me cheating?!" I exclaimed, shaking my head. "You're a freaking hypocrite! You screwed some bimbo on our wedding night, and I get in trouble for kissing a guy." I shoved him.

"That night was just a release. I wasn't going to do that when we were married." He sighed, pinching the brim of his nose. "And that guy is my cousin, which makes it even worse for you." He glared at me.

"I don't even care about Will. I just wanted you to fight for me!" I screamed.

"What?" He growled, furrowing his brow at me.

"I told you I wanted you to show me you cared! Watching me flirt with your cousin doesn't count. You fight for the things you care about! I've been waiting for you to yell at me about being a floosy or- or a whore for doing that stuff with him, and for you to tell me you want me to yourself. But no, you stayed quiet, with your clenching your jaw, and snapped at me half the trip." I said even louder. "I hate that I feel this way. I hate that I care. I hate the I want you the way I want you, and I just want you to want me the same way that I want you." My breathing was ragged by the end of my speech.

Suddenly, I was backed up against a wall with Jace's mouth over mine. I whimpered, wrapping my arms around his neck, as he circled my legs around his waist. My heart was pounding in my ears, feeling my entire body become overwhelmed. His lips were soft, but he was kissing me will all the desperation we've had over the last couple weeks. His tongue slipped into my mouth, making me move mine against his. I could feel how much he wanted me. Our lips moved hungrily against each other's, as my hands, weaved into his hair. His fingers gripped onto my thighs, slipping under my dress. I broke away from him, dropping my head to his shoulder.

"I care about you. I want you." He panted, knotting his fingers into my hair.

"I hate it. I hate that I want you." My voice cracked, landing shakily onto my feet. "You broke me. You hurt me." My lip quivered, and I could feel all the emotions from the past two weeks come up. Tears welled up in the back of my eyes, as he held my cheeks.

"I'm sorry." He drew me into his arms. "I didn't say anything because I thought he made you happy. I thought you deserved someone who you actually liked." He nuzzled his cheek against my head. "I wanted to kill him the entire him. I wanted to claim you as my own, but you were mad at me. I didn't think you wanted me anymore." He whispered.

"Let's not talk about it right now." I shook my head, holding his waist.

"Clary, please forgive me." He plead softly.

"I don't trust you." I inhaled deeply, squeezing my eyes shut.

"I don't expect you to." He murmured, stroking my hair. "But that doesn't mean you can't forgive me." He let go of me, pushing me back to look him in the eyes.

"I don't know if I can right now." I enfolded my arms over my stomach, feeling awkward.

"Can you eventually? All that matters is that I have a chance to make up for it." He held my cheeks, pecking my lips lightly. "Do I have a chance?" His fingers dropped to neck, cradling it in his big hands.

"Eventually I can." I pursed my lips. "Don't make me regret giving you a second chance." I threated, taking a deep breath. We stood for a few second, starring at each other. "I'm getting cold." I rubbed my arms, glancing around the alley way. Anyone could have heard us screaming at each other. The door opened, and Will walked out.

"You two kiss and make up?" He was rubbing his jaw.

"I'll deal with you later." He snarled at Will.

"You already punched me. You dealt with me enough." He waved his finger at Jace. "Beside I was just trying to show you how you should be treating your lady because you obviously don't know how to. I'll call you when I'm in town again." Will retreated back into the club, and I covered my mouth, holding back snickers.

"What's so funny?" Jace crossed his arms.

"You actually punched him." I busted out laughing. "I just thought you would pull him off of me. Not punch him." I nudged him, beginning to walk down the alley to the road. I heard him run up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I rolled my eyes, swaying awkwardly down the road to our hotel room. It felt good for him to hold me again. I know I should hate him, but I don't.

A/N: So they made up. She doesn't trust him, but she knows he cares. I hoped this was ok because I wasn't quite sure. Will and Clary kissed, which pushed him over the edge like some people requested. I would have written more things with him being jealous, but I felt like they would be redundant, which is why I kind of just explained what happened.

Also I'm getting Clary a little more into her book character because I'm going to have her start painting and drawing again. Yay!

Only a few more chapters until they fall in love now! Double yay!

I'll probably start to get a little fluff pretty soon for all of those who have been sad the last few chapters! Triple yay!

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