A/N: Hi my lovelies! I've missed you all! I hope you're all as excited as I am about this new chapter. It's been way too long. so I'll tell you a recap of the last chapter if you dont remember. Jace came up with a master plan to break clary and sebastian up, only to have it blow up in his face XD. So a bit of a warning about this chapter it does get kind of dark, so if that makes you uncomfortable, then don't read it. Also, I got a beta reader who was a rockstar and cleaned up the chapter for me. You should all go read her stories and support her, her username is Antiqui-tea! She is an amazing writer. Alright, thats all for now, enjoy chapter 6!
Jace's POV
"OK, boys! I need to see a lot of hustle out there tonight. The London Institute is our biggest rival so let's try our best, have fun, and keep your heads off of the girls and on to the game!" the coach said – which I think was directed at me but I was barely listening; I was searching for Clary.
I wasn't sure if she was going to show up or not. I wasn't sure why but a really big part of me needed her here.
"Jace!"
I heard a high pitched squeal behind me, pulling my attention away from the bleachers and onto the three cheerleaders in front of me. Aline, Izzy, and Kaelie were all running over to me. "We just wanted to wish you luck before the game starts." Kaelie said in a seductive voice as she pulled me in for a rough, wet kiss.
I looked up at Izzy while Kaelie was kissing me to see what her reaction would be, but I didn't see much. I thought I saw her roll her eyes but then her gaze shifted away from me to something behind me. Pulling myself from Kaelie's grip I turned to see what Izzy was staring at. Clary. She was gliding across the field towards me. Alone.
'I wonder where dim-witted pudding bomb is,' I thought to myself.
When Clary reaches our group I can't think straight, she dressed up in an extravagant maroon dress with the sleeves resting below her shoulders and black high heel boots. She looked gorgeous. She hugged Izzy, then produced a short wave to Aline. She didn't even acknowledge Kaelie, earning a glare in response. Next Clary turned to me, "Jace, I wanted to wish you luck before I left." she started.
LEFT?! What does she mean she's leaving, she just got here!
"You're not going to stay and watch me kick the other team's ass?" I asked her cutting off whatever else she was going to say.
"I can't," she smiled at me. "I have a date." she blushed.
Anger was boiling in me. Sebastian was doing this on purpose just to get on my nerves and to make me jealous. I just knew it. I have to break them up soon before it gets serious.
"Ok, but promise me you'll come to the after party tonight. Izzy will text you the details." I said as I pulled her into my arms.
I could see douche tool coming towards us with a determined look on his face. I squeezed Clary a little bit tighter not willing to let her go just yet. When Sebastian reached our spot he pulled Clary away from me and kissed her passionately. I had to look away before I did something stupid.
"You ready to go babe?" he asked her.
"Yeah." she said walking away from me.
I stood there watching her go, but before she got too far away from me she ran back to me, stood on her tippy toes and pulled my face down to hers. My heart raced when I thought she was going to kiss me, but instead of her lips crushing on mine, she pulled my ear to her mouth and whispered, "There's a scout in the crowd here to watch you. He showed up right after we did. He's really hard to please so try your hardest out there Ok?"
I pulled back ever so slightly so I could look into her eyes; our lips were just inches apart, and if I wanted to, I could seize her lips right now and finally kiss her…but I knew she wasn't ready for that anymore. I had to make her fall for me again.
Nodding, I pulled away, "Thanks for the tip." I said and turned around and ran the other way to the rest of my teammates.
Clary's POV
I knew I did the right thing by letting Jace know who was here – even if Sebastian told me not to say anything but I couldn't let him go in unprepared. When I got back to Sebastian, he didn't look pleased.
"What just happened out there?" Sebastian asked me angrily.
"What do you mean?" I was confused.
"You, basically making out with 'Blondy-wonder-boy' over there. You know he probably has STD's or something right?" he yelled at me angrily.
I so did not want to deal with his jealousy right now. Sighing, I said, "I wasn't making out with him. And it's STI's."
I walked away from him not waiting for him to follow me or for him to say anything else. When I reached his truck I got in and sat there ignoring him. We drove in silence the whole way to the restaurant.
When Sebastian finally parked I was about to get out but before I could pull the handle the door locked. I looked up at him in confusion, "What are you doing?"
"You need to be taught a lesson before we get to the restaurant."
"What do you mean?" I asked because I was honestly confused. I thought we were at the restaurant but when I looked up it was some abandoned shack in the middle of nowhere. Fear coursed through me. "Sebastian, what are we doing here?"
He didn't answer me though; instead, he unlocked the door and walked around to my side, opened it for me, and then grabbed my wrist and dragged me out of his truck. I tried to pull from his grasp but it didn't budge.
"Let me go!" I yelled at him reaching for my phone to call for help.
Sebastian must have anticipated what I was doing because when I pulled it out, he immediately grabbed it and tossed it somewhere in the bushes.
As he pulled me behind him towards the shack, I felt fear like I have never felt before. I tried with all my might to get away but I couldn't. He was much stronger than I was. Throwing me on the floor, he said, "You need to learn right now that you belong to me. You will not care about anyone else while you are with me and you will be with me until I am bored of you and that could be a while."
I tried to argue with him or at the very least bargain with him but my voice wouldn't work all I could do was nod and sob.
"Stop that!" he yelled in my face, "you're going to ruin your makeup and then ruin the rest of the night. And I have a great night planned for us. Do you want to know what it consists of?" he smiled at me cruelly.
I said nothing. I didn't trust myself to speak. He must have taken my silence as a 'yes' because he continued anyway.
"First, we'll go out to dinner – for which you will pay. Then, we will head back to my place, where you will do anything I ask of you. Otherwise, I am going to have to mark that pretty perfect skin of yours. And I don't want to do that…yet." he had a dark look in his eyes when he said that. "Now, do you understand everything I just said to you?" he asked evilly.
I nodded, still not trusting myself to speak for fear that I might cry or my voice might break. I had no idea what he would do to me if I did either of those in front of him.
"Good. Now, let's go to dinner." he finished, walking away from me back towards his truck.
Scrambling up, I followed him as fast as I could trying not to invoke his wrath anymore than I already had.
When we got to the restaurant, I could barely focus on anything but the door. I wanted to bolt but I knew he'd catch me. If I was going to run, I had to act now because the waitress was leading us farther and farther away from my freedom.
Before I had a chance to make a run for it, we were at our table. Sebastian sat down and gestured to my seat for me to do the same. I sat down slowly, watching Sebastian's every move. He picked up the menu glanced at it and set it aside and called the waitress over.
"I'll have the Masa toro with caviar." Sebastian told the waitress.
"But that's 240 dollars!" I exclaimed, although it was ignored by Sebastian. "I'll just have whatever is cheapest." I conceded with a sigh.
"And to drink?" the waitress asked me.
"Water." I said quickly before Sebastian could order something else super expensive.
I received a look from Sebastian but I refused to meet his eye. After our dinner arrived, we ate in silence. I was okay with that because I didn't really have anything to say to him after what he had done.
After our meal, Sebastian got up and walked to his truck delivering on his promise of making me pay for the meal. Digging in my purse, I pulled out a few hundred dollars to cover the meal and the waitresses tip. 'Well, there goes my savings for art school' I thought to myself, disheartened.
Getting up before Sebastian could come in and make a scene, I left. The ride to his house was shorter than I hoped it would be. I was acutely aware of him pulling into a driveway, putting the car in park, unbuckling his seat belt and then reaching over to unbuckle mine. Without thinking, I flinched away from him, which earned a glare from Sebastian.
Before I could even complete a new thought, Sebastian was out of the car and around to my side. He aggressively ripped the door open and stepped close to me, yanking me out by my hair. Tears stung my eyes. 'Don't cry. Don't cry. Don't cry.' I chanted in my head. I refused to show him any weakness. Dragging me up the steps, Sebastian never let go of my hair. Not even to unlock the door. Once we were inside, he threw me at the couch.
"Undress," he said with no emotion. When I didn't listen, he said, "now!"
I jumped with fear and did as he asked.
Jace's POV
The game went by in a blur. I barely even noticed when the crowd cheered after I made a touchdown, or when my teammates ran up to me, lifted me in their arms and chanted my name. All I could focus on was getting to the after party so I could see Clary. After I was set down, I ran off in search of Izzy.
"Isabelle!" I called when I saw her black, curly, styled hair about to enter the girls locker room.
She turned around and waited for me by the door. "Hurry up, Herondale!" she yelled to me. "I can't exactly go to the party looking like this can I?" she finished.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you about," I said, a little out of breath from jogging up to her, "did you text Clary about the party?"
She nodded her head. "Yeah, about that…I did text her but she hasn't answered." she looked at me with a pitiful expression on her face. Then said, "she probably just shut her phone off and forgot to turn it back on, or it died. Don't worry – she'll be there. She wouldn't miss your victory party for the world."
Defeated I said, "Yeah, you're right. Find me when she answers?"
Nodding she turned around and walked through the door.
Proof of a party was happening all around me – but I didn't notice any of it. I didn't notice the music blasting so loud no one could hear themselves talk. I didn't notice the couples making out around me, or the drinks spilling out of red Solo cups. I didn't even notice when Kaelie climbed onto my lap and tried to give a drunken lap dance.
All I noticed was that my petite redhead with fair skin wasn't anywhere to be found.
I had to get out of here. I was no longer in the mood to party. Standing up abruptly, I heard a thump and then a "hey!" but I didn't bother to see if she was alright. I knew she would be; she'd move on to some other hopeless victim in a minute anyway.
Running out the door, I hopped in my black Camaro that Maryse had bought for me a couple years back. Before I could get the key in the ignition, the door opened and in stepped Izzy, followed by Clary's best friend, Simon.
"Jace, whatever you are thinking is not a good idea. You've been drinking so, I'm not letting you drive." Izzy confronted me.
This just angered me. "Who do you think you are? Mom? I'm older than you so you don't get to boss me around that's my job. Get out." I glared at the pair.
Izzy didn't seem intimidated the slightest bit. " No, give me the keys." she insisted, causing my blood to boil even more. "What is he even doing here? Are you guys hooking up?" without giving them anytime to answer, I got out of the car walked around to the opposite side of the car and pulled Simon out by his collar. My fist balled on its own accord. Before I even knew what was happening my fist was flying towards Simon's nerdy face. All I heard though was a scream and yelling behind me.
"Jace! Enough!" Izzy yelled at me. "I'm calling Alec. He is not going to be happy. Are you okay, Simon?" she fussed over him.
Walking away, I got in my car and reached for the key that I thought was still in the ignition. "Damn it, Iz!" I yelled, "Give me the keys." I should have anticipated her answer but I couldn't think straight. I was too drunk for this.
"Alec and Magnus will be here any minute to get you." That was all she said to me. She didn't even look at me when she spoke. All she focused on was Simon.
'What was the deal with this guy?' I thought. 'He's nothing special so what does Clary and Izzy see in that mundane?' "Could you not call me that? I have a name." I heard from the ground; I didn't even realize that I spoke that out loud.
I must be more drunk than I thought. "Yeah, well, learning it would mean I care so, no." I replied.
"Yeah, god forbid you care about anyone but yourself." Simon said.
This set me right off the edge but I decided not to let it show how much it got to me.
"I care about a bunch of people," I said, "just don't care about you." I was about to walk away but then thought better of it. "Tell me again, what does Clary see in you?" I said bitterly.
"My inner compassion. Something you're sorely lacking." Simon retorted.
"You don't really need compassion when you can get by on charm and good looks." I said.
"And you wonder what she sees in me…" That was his come-back.
That was the best he could do? Seriously? Whatever. I was over this pointless bickering.
Without saying a word, I started walking.
"What are you doing?" Izzy yelled after me.
"Walking home. Have Alec bring my car back." I yelled back to her not once turning around in their direction.
I wanted to be alone. My most depressing nightmare had come to pass, Clary didn't show up to help celebrate my victory which meant she really was over me. And it was all Sebastian's fault