I wake up to the sound of my phone when it lets me know that I have a new message. I groan and roll out of Jace's arms to get my phone out of my purse that's on the floor. It's a message from my mom. I sit up on the bed and read it.
Come home as soon as you can. And bring your boyfriend.
"Oh shit," I mumble to myself.
"What is it?" Jace's sleepy voice suddenly asks and I show him the text. "We better get going then." I look at him incredulously.
"Are you serious? We just woke up. Let's stay in bed for a moment." I lie down. "Actually, I have something fun we can do."
"What is this fun?" Jace asks and lies down right next to me.
"Last night when I drove Jonathan home, I recorded his rambling. I bet he has a really bad hangover right now. So, maybe I should send him the recording. He'll be really happy." I grin and search the file on my phone and then send it to Jonathan.
"Can you play it to me?" Jace asks amused.
"No, I think it's too disturbing for you to hear." I smirk.
"It can't be that bad."
"Really?" I ask and Jace nods. "Okay. You asked for it." I press play and Jonathan's slurring voice comes through the speaker.
"One time I banged this girl so hard that the headboard broke."
"Okay. Please, turn that off," Jace says chuckling and I press stop.
"Told you so. He's going to have a really fun time listening to that! And that's not even the worst."
"No wonder you were a bit upset last night. But I took a good care of you, didn't I?" Jace lies on top of me. I can feel that he's hard already.
"Yes. You wanna take care of me again?" I wrap my legs around him.
"Of course." Jace smirks and takes me to shower. I turn the shower on and right after that, Jace pushes me against the shower wall and pushes two fingers inside me.
"Aren't you wet this morning," Jace says and keeps moving his fingers, making me even more wet.
"I'm wet every morning, thanks to you." I grab his hard-on and stroke it. Hopefully I'm making it harder for him to resist me. Those fingers are not enough.
Jace suddenly turns me around and pushes my front against the wall. But he still doesn't fuck me. I groan in annoyance.
"How much do you want me to fuck you right now?" Jace asks and pushes himself against my back. I can feel his hard-on poking me and it's not helping.
I don't give him the pleasure by answering him.
"Answer me," he growls and it's making me painfully turned on. I can't take it anymore!
"Please, Jace. We don't have that much time to waste and we both need this."
"I guess you're right," he says and finally plunges inside me. After that it's a blur of hard mindless fucking and loud pleasured noises. I do hope the walls are thick enough.
"Come, or you'll get detention," Jace says as he's thrusting into me relentlessly.
"I wouldn't mind. Especially if it'd be you who'd give it to me." I really did like his detention.
I still come, even if I really do want him to tie me on a bed again. Jace groans my name and grips my hips tightly as he comes inside me.
Jace turns me around and gives me gentle kisses.
"How does that never get old? How is it always so mind blowing to have sex with you?" he asks.
"I really don't know. I hope it'll always be like this."
"I don't think I'll ever get enough of you." Jace starts washing my hair and I start washing his body. I really like washing his muscles.
After our shower, we dress up and make our way to my house. Thankfully I had left some clothes to Jace's place so I don't have to go to the house in the tight golden dress I wore last night. My parents would not be happy about it, especially dad.
"Maybe I should tell my parents that you were not available right now," I say nervously. Jace is already driving us to my house, but I can't help but panic. Are they calmer now? How are they going to react of seeing Jace? Is dad going to be mad at him?
"No. I'm coming to your house and there's nothing you can do about it."
"It's your choice. But don't tell me I didn't warn you about my dad. Because I am now warning that he can be a bit scary sometimes. If you thought it was scary when Jonathan found out about us, you're going to run out of the house screaming like a little girl when you see my dad. That is if he is still mad."
"That's still not gonna scare me away." I can hear his voice wavering a bit.
Jace parks the car in front of my house and I can almost feel the tension.
"If we don't make it out alive, I love you and this has been great," I say and kiss him. Jace chuckles.
"Come on. Let's get this over with." We step out of the car and slowly walk towards the front door. I open the door and we go inside.
"Last time to back down," I say.
"I don't think that's possible anymore," Jace says and looks at something behind me. I turn around and like I expected, I see my parents.
"This is Jace," I say and take his hand in mine. Mom is the first to step forward.
"Hi. I'm Jocelyn, Clary's mom, as you might already know," she says and extends her hand to him. They shake hands and I'm surprised how well this is going. Maybe it's too early to think that. "Valentine, come say hi." It almost sounds like she's talking to some child rather than her husband. Well, dad is acting like a sulking teenager right now.
He stiffly walks closer to us and he also shakes hands with Jace. The grip he has on Jace's hand looks a bit too tight. And the way he's looking at Jace is not exactly nice and welcoming.
"Let's go to the living room to talk more about this situation," dad says. My parents walk ahead of us and Jace and I walk behind them.
"Scared yet?" I ask Jace.
"Nope," he says confidently.
Jace and I sit on the couch across from my parents. Now we're just sitting here and things are very awkward. But then mom starts talking.
"We had a talk with Valentine yesterday and we came to that conclusion that we can't keep you apart. I saw how much you care about him and it would make you very unhappy if we'd try to keep you apart. And we don't want you to run away and we would never see you again." Wow. She has really thought this through. I swear I can almost see tears in her eyes.
"You're right, I probably would run away." It's almost like I'm threatening. But I don't want them to suddenly just change their minds and demand me to not see Jace ever again. And I haven't heard what dad has to say.
He is staring at Jace like he's trying to see his soul.
"I'm still not completely okay with this. You will treat Clarissa well, or else..." I hate it when he uses my whole name! I'm also not very fond of him threatening Jace.
"I understand. I would never hurt Clary. I love her and it would hurt me to see her hurt." Jace is really good at this.
"Good. Because if I see one tear-"
"Valentine, I think that's enough." I sigh in relief for mom's interruption. I think they really complete each other. Mom is always good at controlling dad's temper.
"I agree. I don't really like that you're threatening my boyfriend. He's been really good with me and not once during the four months we have been together has he hurt me."
"We are glad to hear that," mom says since all dad seems to be able to do is sulk.
"I just want to make sure that you'll treat her right," dad says to Jace.
"I promise I will," Jace says.
"I have to say, you're not as bad as I imagined." I'm surprised about dad's sudden change of mood. Maybe Jace is just that good.
"Good. Then maybe you'll let me move in with him," I say.
"I guess there's no reason why you couldn't. And we can't exactly forbid you," mom says.
"You don't know how happy that makes us," I say and squeeze Jace's hand.
"Before you get too happy, we'd like to talk to Jace. Alone." How does dad make everything seem so scary?
"Why?" I ask nervously.
"It's okay, Clary. I'll be fine," Jace reassures me.
"Fine." I give Jace a quick kiss before going upstairs. Maybe I could eavesdrop. I sit down at the top of the stairs.
"Go to your room, Clarissa!" Dad is really staring to creep me out. How did he even know I was eavesdropping? I sigh disappointed and go to my room. I could go bother my brother who has a really bad hangover right now, but I decide not to.
I lie down on the bed, very bored. Then my phone buzzes. It's a message from Jonathan.
Thank you for the very lovely recording you sent me! (PS. I'm sorry. I might have said some things that as my sister you should never have to hear)
I let out an incredulous laugh and text back.
Might have?! I so did not need to hear any of those things!
I said I was sorry!
Whatever. You must be feeling like shit now :D Got a little hangover?
I bet he's lying under the covers and groaning in pain for the headache and nausea.
A little? I feel like I'm dying!
Good. Maybe I could come in there and sing for you.
You can't sing! It would make me feel even worse!
That's the point. I wouldn't make me mad right now if I were you. I could come in there right now and make you feel even worse.
I could jump on his bed. Or put on some awful song I know he hates.
What? You're in the house? Why the fuck are we texting then?
I'm not coming in there. You could vomit any minute now and I do not want to see that. Jace is here. He's talking with our parents in the living room. And I'm freaking out a bit.
Who knows what they're saying to him. My poor Jace. I'm gonna have to reward him after this.
Maybe I should go in there.
I would fucking murder Jonathan if he would. He's probably not even dressed!
Don't you dare! Or you will never ever see me again.
I wouldn't mind.
I sigh and throw the phone next to me on the bed. I'm done. And I'm going downstairs. I don't care if they're done with their interrogation.
I walk down the stairs and stop as I see what's going on. They're casually chatting and dad is even smiling! What the hell? I am happy about it of course. I'm just really surprised. Maybe I shouldn't be, Jace is just that amazing.
"You can come here, Clarissa," dad suddenly says, without even looking at my direction. He has always been very observant and sometimes it really freaks me out. Jace and mom didn't even notice me standing here until dad said so.
I go sit down next to Jace.
"So, how is everything going here?" I ask.
"Jace told us how he made you pass math and you became so much better in it. He must be an excellent teacher to manage that since you've always had problems with learning math," mom says excited. Oh yes, he was an excellent teacher. I just really hope my parents won't think about how Jace and I have been in a classroom alone and what might happen when we are alone.
"Yes, he really is amazing." I turn to look at Jace who is happily looking down at me. "Are we going to see your parents now?" I think it's better if we don't waste any more time and get it over with.
"I guess we could," Jace says.
"Are we done here now? Or do you need to interrogate Jace more?" I ask.
"We weren't interrogating him. We just needed to know who is the man our daughter is going to live with. It was really helpful. I feel much calmer now," dad answers. I can see that.
"Good. So, we can go now?" I just want to get out before they realize something or start asking more questions or make this worse in any other possible way. It's just too good to be true that it was this easy.
"Yes, you can go. But come home this evening. We want to see you as much as possible before you move out," mom says and I think I can hear her voice break a bit. I get up and hug my parents and then Jace and I get out of the house.
I sigh in relief as we get outside.
"That went much better than I expected," Jace says.
"I know. And I'm so happy! But now we need to go meet your parents." We go inside Jace's car and he starts driving.
"I wonder if we could not tell my parents that you were my student. They wouldn't know. We could avoid a lot of drama." Jace has a point. Even though I don't know them, they might start the same 'we raised you better than this' fiasco.
"You won't feel bad about lying to them?"
"Maybe I would, but I think it's better that way. They don't need to know everything."
"I guess you're right. What about your friends?"
"We can tell them. They might be shocked, but not nearly as shocked as my parents. They're very easy going."
"Have you even told them that you have a girlfriend?"
"No." Great. They're going to be really surprised.
Jace's parents don't actually live that far from my parents. Jace parks in front of a beautiful white house.
We walk to the door and I'm gripping Jace's hand so hard.
"Are you ready?" Jace asks when he's about to open the door.
"No." He opens the door anyway.
"It'll be fine. My parents are really nice."
We go inside and I can't help but stare all around me. It's really beautiful and modern. It's elegant and there are a lot of artworks hanging on the walls.
"I knew you would like them," Jace says, referring to the art. And I really do like them. Would they notice if I would steal one of them? They probably would since most of them are taller than I am.
"Jace! What are you doing here?" I turn to look at the woman whose happy voice I just heard. She has fair hair and I can see some of Jace in her. But clearly his looks come from the man standing beside her. He looks almost like a copy of him! When they walk closer I can see that his father has blue eyes and his mother has the same golden eyes as him.
"I came here to introduce you my girlfriend. Clary, these are my parents, Stephen and Celine. This is Clary," Jace introduces us. I nervously smile at them. They do seem nice people with their friendly smiles.
"Hi. It's nice to meet you." I extend my hand and Celine is the first to step forward.
"It's so nice to meet you too!" I'm surprised when she hugs me. She's seems very excited to meet me. I shake hands with Stephen. Even though he must be in his forties or fifties, he looks fine. I mean really fine. I now see where Jace gets that gene that allows him to look good even though he's old. Okay, Jace is not that old yet. But looking at his father, I'm not scared at all of him getting older.
"How old are you? I'm sorry if it's rude, but you look really young," Stephen says.
"I'm 18. I know that's much younger than Jace, but I hope that's not a problem." I'm very relieved when I see that they are still smiling. But if we would tell them that I was Jace's student, this moment would be ruined.
"Of course not. We're just really happy that Jace has found someone nice like you," Celine says. I start to relax more as I see how nice they are.
We spend about an hour of talking and they get to know more about me. Jace made up this story of how we met in a library. Thankfully they didn't ask for us to tell them more about it. We told them that I just graduated from a different high school than I actually did. I'm sure Jace has told them where he works. And we couldn't have told them that I studied there.
Everything goes really nicely. Jace and I agree that there has been enough introductions today and I could meet his friends next Friday. He plans to have a party at his place. Great, another party. At least I have Jace with me now to keep me company.
There should be about 2 chapters left, it might change. But I hope that I can squeeze everything that still needs to happen in 2 chapters.