Come on skinny love just last the year,
Pour a little salt we were never here,
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my...
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.

Tell my love to wreck it all,
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall,
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my...
Right in the moment this order's tall.

And I told you to be patient,
And I told you to be fine,
And I told you to be balanced,
And I told you to be kind,
And in the morning I'll be with you,
But it will be a different kind,
'Cause I'll be holding all the tickets,
And you'll be owning all the fines.

Come on skinny love, what happened here?
Suckle on the hope in light brassieres,
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my...
Sullen load is full, so slow on the split.

And I told you to be patient,
And I told you to be fine,
And I told you to be balanced,
And I told you to be kind,
And now all your love is wasted,
Then who the hell was I?
'Cause now I'm breaking at the britches,
And at the end of all your lines.

Who will love you?
Who will fight?
And who will fall far behind?

Come on skinny love,
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my...
My my my, my my my, my-my-my my-my.

I ended up turning off my phone due to the constant phone calls and text messages, you'd think after not answering any of them people would get the hint that I wasn't in the mood to talk. I sat down on my couch holding a bottle of Captain Morgan, I watched the car's drive down my street. I also watched as the paparazzi started to crowd around my front gate, blocking people from walking down the side walk.

I watched as they crowded together like bee's and swarmed around my iron gate seeking a photo of me. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned it back on; I looked at my notifications and almost dropped the bottle.

"85 missed calls from Jon, 15 missed calls from Izzy, 27 text messages from Magnus, and one missed call from Jace." I read out loud to myself.

I didn't want to talk to anyone, or listen to any over the voice mails. I didn't even want to read Magnus's text messages. I tossed my phone onto the coffee table and looked down at the bottle of rum, I sighed and shook my head and placed it on the table next to my phone.

I stood up and walked up the stairs to my room, I got undressed half way down the hall way leaving my clothes behind. I walked into my room and went into my closet grabbing my ripped jeans and a Nirvana crop top that revealed my whole stomach.

I walked into my bathroom and cleaned up my tear stroke face, my eyes were semi puffy and red. I washed my face multiple times and then reapplied my makeup and pulled my hair out of its bun, revealing wavy curls.

I walked out of the bathroom and got dressed in the clothes I picked out and put on brown wedge boots. I grabbed my saddle bag and placed money from my dresser into my wallet, satisfied with my look I walked out of the room and back down stairs.

I grabbed my car keys and my phone, I walked into the kitchen to grab something to eat when my phone started to ring.

Without thinking of looking at the caller ID I just answered it and put it to my ear.

"Hello?" I asked

"Clary! Oh thank god, where are you? Jonathan's been looking all over town for you ever since you left." I heard the familiar sound of Jace's voice and felt like breaking down, but I shook my head and put on my big girl pants.

"I'm not in Orlando." I answered waiting for his reply.

"What? Where are you?" He asked, I could hear the fear in his ,voice; I swallowed and cleared my throat.

"I'm home. Actually I'm about to go out so, I have to go." I said and pulled the phone away from my ear.

I could hear him yelling something in the phone, I wasn't listening I hung up the phone and placed it onto the counter and walked to the garage.

I opened the garage door and walked over to my car, I slid into the driver's seat and put on my sun glasses. I looked down at my hands that were on the wheel, and sobbed.

I placed my head on my hands and sobbed as loud as I could, everything that was weighing down on me I cried out. I wiped my cheeks and checked the mirror making sure my make up wasn't running and I turned the ignition on, I backed down the driver way parting the sea of paparazzi and took off down the street.

I didn't know where I was going but I knew I didn't care.

A/N: The sequel will be released sometime tomorrow or tonight haven't decided. The title will be Tell Me it's Just a Nightmare. XD Stay tuned...

ForeverNicole