Hey, I'm back I'm sorry I know I kind of dropped of off the face of the earth for a while. It's been a mad busy time. It's been my birthday and I got my GCSE results I got an A* in maths (squeels in happiness). Hope you are all still intrested would love to see more reviews. I'm think of updating based on reviews e.g. If I get reviews I'll update as it shows that people really want to keep reading this story. I'm really enjoying writingn this story at the moment. I'm also thinking of starting another story. Hope a long Chapter makes up for my absence. Mwah!
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The next day he found himself falling back into his usual routine of attempting to slip past his mother, unsuccessful as usual.
She'd been waiting for him in the kitchen a cup of coffee in hand and a grocery list in the other.
He'd raised an eyebrow at this, "I thought you had work today."
"I do,"
"So what's with the shopping list."
"Well I was hoping you'd go for me, I know you don't owe me anything but I just thought maybe you could add some things you like to the list."
"I'm really sorry but I'm supposed to be staying with Clary today, you know the girl next door? Oh here's some rent to cover some things around the house."
He slid the money across the table to her.
"Oh Jace you didn't have to pay me, I'm your mother for Christ's sake. Why don't you take her with I'm sure she'd enjoy the outing, Jocelyn's got her locked up in there like a fort."
"Just take the money, I'll put some of it towards the groceries then. I'll check with Jocelyn but if not I'll go after I get back tonight."
"Perfect Jace, thank you."
With that he was out the door and making his way into the Fray residence.
"Hey Jocelyn, how are you?"
She looked a little less flustered this morning her red hair pulled into a tight bun, with light makeup accenting her features. She was wearing a grey dress that hugged her body, just enough to look professional.
"I'm good actually Jace, thank you it's great having you here with Clary. I know it must be difficult with you settling in and all."
"It's no worry, um.. actually I was wondering I know that obviously you wanted me to stay with Clary here, but my mother asked me to go grocery shopping, would it be okay if I took Clary with me I won't be long an hour tops."
She paused hesitating before she spoke," okay as long as you're careful, just keep an eye on her for me please."
"Yes of course Jocelyn will do, thank you."
She smiled at him then rushed to speak," if it's not too much trouble Jace while you're there do you think the two of you could pick a few things up for me, there's a grocery list on the fridge."
"Yes of course,"
She thanked him and then handed him 30 dollars from her purse. With a quick goodbye to him and a shout up the stairs to Clary she was out he door.
There was a shout up the stairs from Clary, he panicked at first but relaxed when he realised her joking tone, god this girl was confusing.
"Jace, hey get your arse up here,"
He hurried up the stairs after kicking off his shoes, then his ocd took over and hurried back down to place them neatly. He then ran up the stairs two steps at a time. He stood on the landing looking around to which room could be hers, they were all the same white painted wooden doors with silver handles. Looking at them he realised how similar this house was to his own, and then remembered Clary sitting on a similar ledge to him. Going for the door that would've been his he knocked gently.
"Come in," she singsonged.
He pushed the door open slowly, he was met with a room similar to his with a large double bed in the center the room seemed to follow the scheme of yellow and grey. The bed sheets were a vibrant yellow, as she lay on her side her back her face turned toward him the sun glowing off of the sheets illuminating her skin. She looked, beautiful, heavenly, like a golden goddess.
"Hey," she patted the bed next to her," come sit."
He complied to her request sitting slowly next to her murmuring a soft, "hey,"
She closed her eyes then opening them again just a little brighter, she looked a little dazed as she scrunched her nose. He let out a light chuckle with a small smile shaking his head, "you okay?"
She turned her body to face him now laying on her side, "of course I am, why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know you just seem different, I'm I don't really know you that well so maybe I don't know I'm sorry,"
"No it's okay I feel different, my chest feels better anyway."
Not really knowing what to say he just let out a little "good."
"So um do you want breakfast or something, and I'm we're going out today, I've got to do some grocery shopping for Celine and your Mom. So come on up and out."
"What about breakfast?" She pouted slightly, moving to sit on her knees as he stood.
"I've changed my mind there's a Coffee shop on the way we'll go there on the way, my treat."
She smiled a little, "Okay, I'm just gonna change it's a little cold out ; I'll just be a few minutes."
He nodded moving out of the door putting his hands into his grey hoodie pockets shaking his head before jogging down the stairs.
He leaned against the wall in the hallway waiting for Clary, realising that Jocelyn's list was in the kitchen. There was a few things stuck onto the fridge, he moved a few aside not paying them much attention. One caught his eye 'Organ Donation' his eyes flicked away trying to respect their privacy and ignore his burning curiosity. He brushed it off as them optin in or out.
He soon found he grocery list pinned beneath everything, it was a reasonably short list conataining nothing major.
He moved back into the hall just in time to see Clary come down the stairs in a pair of black leggings that hugged her legs and a large grey sweatshirt that drowned her body in the most adorably beautiful way. Her red hair cascaded down her back in curls her face free of make up.
"Right, you ready to go?"
"Yep."
"Come on then my cars out front."
"Okay, I'll meet you out there I'll just lock up."
He just nodded stepping out of the door and walking around to the front of his house. He climbed in the car, comforted by the familiar scent.
He never really gave anyone a lift no one that mattered or cared so suddenly he became hyper aware of everything around him. His car was spotless but he couldn't help but feel something was off, what if something was under the seats and she saw. He shook his head ignoring his thoughts.
Starting the engine he pulled up just in time to see Clary trip out of the front door. Before he had a chance to see if she was alright, she was up dusting her knees and locking the door. She jogged gently over to the car. He reached across opening the door for her, she climbed in with a smile leaning back a little flushed titling back her head taking in deep breaths.
He reached across placing his hand on her knee which she had pulled up to her chest, "Hey you okay?"
Her voice was a little breathy, " yeah I fine honestly, it's nothing new,"
He went to ask what she meant but her look cut him off so he instead leant across and turned the radio on. He decided to go for a generic radio station not knowing what sort of music Clary would normally go for.
The gentle sound of little big town's girl crush filled the air between them. Not wanting to break the silence He settled into his seat. His eyes flickered over to her upon hearing her sing quietly along, she could sing.
"You're amazing,"
She looked a little startled, "what,"
"Your voice I mean."
"Oh right thank you." Her voice was quiet but a little brighter.
They fell back into a comfortable silence, continuing their journey to the coffee shop.
Pulling up he jumped out of the car cutting the engine, he jogged around. To the other side trying to get around to her side before she got out not that that seemed to be a problem as she seemed to be in her own little world.
He tapped on her knee bringing her back to life. Sliding out of the car she looked down to her feet smiling up at him when she recognised the familiar coffee shop that was Java Jones.
"You brought me to Java Jones, that's way out of the way to the store."
He just chuckled in response, " well it is the best."
She nodded in agreement, "It is."
He grabbed her hand pulling her behind him into the store.
"You sit down, I'll go and order. What do you want?"
"Um.. can I have a coffee, black please, large please. Thank you."
He nodded, "I'll let you add your own sugar."
He walked away with a wink leaving her a little embarrassed.
Her eyes roamed around the small coffee shop she hadn't been there in a long time it felt as though she had been confined to her house, which she basically had but it felt like she'd been locked away for years, everything just felt different.
Her eyes flicked to the counter to see Jace collecting there order. He turned to her with a wink thanking the cashier. He strutted over placing the coffee in front of her a long with a chocolate croissant.
"Um I didn't order food, and I feel bad enough that you bought coffee so,"
"I know you didn't I just thought you might need some food, we've got a big shop ahead of us."
She gave him a small smile tucking in into her breakfast.
Once finished they climbed back into his car, she turned to face him, "thank you Jace for breakfast."
Her tone seemed far too serious for the occasion, he was a little confused and concerned but decided it was best not to voice his thoughts.
He turned the radio back on heading for the store, his eyes flickering between her and the road. She sighed deeply rubbing at her chest like she was trying to free the air in her lungs.
She didn't speak until they pulled at the store.
"Hey you grab a the list and I'll go and get a trolley."
She ran off lightly towards the rows of trolleys. He started towards her the lists in hand, he couldn't help but laugh as he watched he struggle toward him unable to control the trolly.
"Ugh I swear the wheels just don't work right in these things,"
"You sure it's just not to heavy, I mean you're kind of tiny."
It looks could kill he'd be six feet under, she was in a mission to prove him wrong.
"I am not tiny, I may be slightly vertically challenged in comparison to you're freak-ish large-ness,"
"You calling me fat Fray, cause I've worked hard to get this body."
She just shook her head, "I'm sure you have, really doesn't look like it from here."
"You wanna see it up close," he moved closer he is body almost touching hers so close it was like a feathers touch so light, he wasn't sure why he'd done it but damn.
She looked a little flustered, she placed her hand on his chest feeling his hard muscle beneath her hand. He tensed at her touch, she pushed him back a little before walking off a little.
"I'm fine from over here Herondale, thank you very much,"
As she walked shaking her hips he couldn't help himself he shouted after her, "view looks damn fine from over here too."
He stepped forward to catch up to him and realised that during all that somehow he'd wound up being the one left with the trolley. He grabbed the handle pushing it forward with no difficulty.
She was waiting for him by the entrance, hand on her hips with a small pout,
"What no fair, how come you can push the damned trolley,"
"It's a skill, you either got it or you don't,"
She rolled her eyes at him asking for the list.
He handed them both too her. She reached into her small bag he hadn't noticed she'd been carrying and pulled out a red pen.
"They're really similar list so I'll just going to put a red star next to the ones that are on both lists so we need to her two of."
He nodded in agreement liking her idea as she began convincing the lists.
A couple of minutes later she had finished and they were headed to the grocery section.
Grabbing milk to put in the trolley she turned to him," let's play a game,"
"In the store really, little childish don't you think?"
She huffed in response, "Just wanted to get to know you better, that's all."
"Fine what did you want to play?"
"No it's fine, let's just get what we came for,"
"Stop being so damn stubborn just tell me,"
She backed down a little and he suddenly felt a little bad for speaking to her so harshly.
"I was thinking twenty questions i know it's cliche, how about I ask you ten questions and you ask me ten?"
"Okay you first." he let her speak first not sure completely where she was going with this and what she wanted.
"Favourite film?"
"I don't have one, I don't watch films."
She turned to him with a puzzled look, "what do you mean you don't watch films, everyone watches films it's a part of life."
"Not my life it isn't i never had the time, i had other things on my mind."
" It's official you, me and every marvel movie,"
"Okay," he wasn't really sure what he was getting himself into.
He was about to ask what her favourite movie was not that he would have been able to place it. They were interrupted by a stern voice,
"Alec you can not buy sweaters from the grocery store!"
"Why not Iz there's nothing wrong with them."
He just heard a sigh and then Clary was running with a squeal i the direction of the conversation. He followed her wondering why the hell she was running. When he finally caught up with her the trolley in tow she was tightly wrapped in the arms of a tall dark haired man, he had one had on her waist and the other on her hip as she had her face buried into his chest and his head in her hair.
He wasn't sure what was happening or to do, he could hear him telling her she missed him. He hung back not wanting to barge in and ruin their moment but also wanting to know why the hell he had his arms wrapped as around Clary.
He stepped forward from behind the clothes rails, not really making his presence known.
The darked haired girl had clearly noticed him but didn't speak as he made it clear he was waiting for clary by crossing his arms against his chest.
She stepped closer to him introducing herself in a quiet voice, "Hi I'm Isabelle, but everyone calls me Izzy."
"Okay." She brushed her hands against his. He moved his hands away from her making it clear he wasn't interested.
"Okay? Is that all I get I told you my name I'd like to know yours."
"You don't need to know mine, you won't be using neither will I yours."
She huffed backing down obviously used to getting what she wanted. This grabbed the boy and Clary's attention.
She stepped back from Alec moving to stand next to Jace he smiled a little at this a little unsure why.
She put her on his arm which he didn't move away, Jace, this is Izzy and Alec we've been friends for years. Izzy, Alec this is Jace. She smiled up a him not moving her hand. He caught Izzy's smirk.
"So it's Jace, I like it."
He heard the boy Alec scoff, he looked up meeting Alec's eyes and he could see the dark haired boys face blush a deep red his eyes widening looking down. A little unsure what he'd done that had caused Alec to look away Jace turned to Clary asking if they had everything. With a slight nod goodbye to Alec and ignoring Izzy's glances and another hug from Clary they were on there way to pay.
They loaded the bags into the car, they wer, heading home. About halfway back Jace's phone started ringing, he tensed whoever it was on the other end shouldn't be talking to him not when Clary's around.
"Aren't you going to get that?"
"I'm driving."
"I know most people would pull over,"
The phone rang again. Then again, she gave him a pointed look as he sighed and pulled over an annoyed look on his face.
He didn't look at the number, bringing the phone to his ear,
"What?" his voice was sharp,
"Yo Jace, my man how you doing? Good, good, I'm good too, well actually," he could feel the stres roll off of him knowing that it wasn't his father calling.
"What is it Jordan? What do you need?"
"Woah Jace just calling to see how my main man is,"
"Cut the crap Jordan, what is it, you wouldn't have called three times for that,"
"You need to get over here like now, i messed up real bad this time, please Jace,"
"Can't you wait i've got company, company that doesn't need to be around this,"
"So what you got a chick with you, bring her over leave her there,"
"I can't leave her, Jordan"
He moved the phone down from his ear turning to look at Clary,
"Do you mind I'm sorry he needs my help it shouldn't be long,"
"Yeah that's totally fine as long as the groceries don't spoil,"
He let out a small laugh letting Jordan know he'd be over soon.
Pulling up by the complex, he turned to Clary "Climb into the back don't get out until i get back okay, lock the car when I get out okay,"
She nodded her head then it seemed to click, "what no why should I?"
"Just do it red,"
She huffed leaning back in the seat, "Fine but I'm sitting up front," he shook his head and got out walking towards the door waiting for her to lock the car.
He rapped his knuckles on the door, only to hear footsteps patter behind him, Clary.
"For fucks sakes Clary why couldn't you just stay in the goddamn car,"
She backed away a little to move away, he reached forward to grab her wrist gently tugging her to him, he whispered a quiet apology as the door swung open.
There stood at the door was not in fact Jordan but Raphael, "Raph,"
"Jace," he nodded his head as the latino moved to the side to let him in.
He wrapped his arm around her waist tugging her in after him.
"Jace," his friend gleed,
"Jordan, what the hell have you done this time,"
Before Jordan could answer his attention was drawn away toward Raphael who's attention was clearly focused on Clary.
"So beautiful, what are you doing here then not seen you around before,"
"I came with Jace, if you couldn't tell,"
Jace tightened his grip on her,
"She yours Jace? She's damn fine."
"Yes she's mine, hands off and eyes too as a matter of fact."
Clary went to protest that they were not in fact together but was interrupted by Jace. He leaned down his lips near her ear as he whispered,
"If you're not mine, he'll have you as his."
He played it off bushing a piece of her hair behind his ear placing a simple kiss on her neck pulling her closer again,"
He looked up seeing a playful glint in Raphael's eyes,
"Like I said she's damn fine, want to share?"
"You know I don't share Raphael, what's mine is mine,"
She looked up at him with a playful smile.
"Just this once then Jace, I'll take your seconds,"
Jace let out a "you always do and a small growl along with a "Mine".
"Alright Jace calm down she's all yours."
"Anyways Jordan what's up? Why am I here?"
"Boss is going to freak, I'm a dead man, he's a dead man,"
"Alright, alright Jordan what happened what did you do?"
Letting go of his grip on Clary's waist he moved forward so he was facing his friend.
"He's dead, and they got it and oh god I'm dead, so fucking dead,"
"Who's dead? Jordan?" He could feel the anger beginning to rise in him, he wasn't one to stray from orders nor to beat about the bush. He was angry that he'd been brought here unofficially to clean up someone else's mess, and so had Clary.
"Caz, Caz is dead they shot him six rounds in the chest then the back of his head and he had it and I.. I," Jordan was now blubbering like a small child throwing his hands to his eyes rubbing them as he spoke.
"Jordan," Jace's voice was stern as he spoke and you could see the older boy tense, Jace seemed to sense this stepping back a little.
"Why the hell did you bring me here, Jordan? To clean up after you?"
"After Raphael over there actually,"
Jace was seething now talking through gritted teeth, if there was one thing he hated it was cleaning up after someone else's mess, a mess that would get him in trouble with the boss. Anything that he got dragged into a mention of his name, a whiff of trouble and red flags would be raised and his father would be here, he'd never escape him then.
"Tell me now! Tell me what it is. Tell me right fucking now if you've dragged me into danger, cause i swear to god if you've dragged her into this I don't give a damn if we're friends I'll ring your neck." He turned his side to point at Clary, he drew in a deep breath.
"I'm flying under the radar at the moment, so you let me know right now what the hell you've dragged me into," His voice lightened a little, " If I'm going to help you I need to know what the hell is going on."
"Alright just sit down," He motioned towards the counter where he placed three seats were placed, "You too Santiago,"
"No I thought you'd put that chair there for the chick, on second thoughts she might be no damn help but hey we already brought one kid to the table let's just through in another at least this one's eye candy." his voice was lame and sarcastic.
Jace turned toward him pointing his hand toward him, " Watch your mouth, I know what you're thinking nut she's not like that."
Clary was still stood at the other end of the room, clearly trying not to face was flushed and her eyes filled with concern and confusion.
She moved to speak to ask what was happening but was cut off by Jordan's booming voice.
"Shut the hell up Raph, so what if he's still a kid he's only a few years younger than us and he's damn better at this than most of us, if we're making it out of this alive he's our best shot, he know what he's doing and the boss likes him even if you don't so shut the hell up and call off your dogs." Raphael huffed taking a seat next to Jace.
Jace turned is head his eyes locking on Clary willing her to look up at him and she did. Her eyes found his she looked scared and confused reminding him of a birds with a broken wing with its head still held high.
He stepped away from the table moving across to Clary, he placed one hand on hr upper armand one beneath her chin pulling her face up near his.
"Hey Clary listen to me please, whatever you hear in this room it stays between us okay?" She nodded her head silently looking into his eyes.
"Clary please, I'll explain everything later okay, please Clary okay?" His voice was barely a whisper now.
He could feel her breath ghost across his lips as she spoke, "Okay Jace, Okay" she ran her hand down his bicep as an attempt at comforting him.
He led her to a sofa that was in the corner of the room and then moved back to sit next to Raphael and across from Jordan,
"So, talk"
"We were in the warehouse with Caz and Charlie the boss had told us to ditch a load of old files, you know paper trails, busnes receipt and all that said had them all anyway or something, I..I.. honestly we didn't know… we didn't think we just sort of thought it was chill we've got a chill day just burning and shredding files and shit and we you know thought we'd.."
"You fucking idiot you smoked weed on the job, that's what you called me here for, really?" He shook his head lightly.
"Yes but just wait, we were chilling tossing a few files and we had a few that had to be saved boss' orders, we found two and it was a locations list and we thought we'd take it to boss. I'd never seen or heard of the some of the locations I mean check out this list, maybe they're the boss' secret locations"
"They're all secret locations idiot, wait that's my father's address,"
"Oh shit,"
"What?"
"The file I had one and Caz had one exactly the same but with red tape on it. We were discussing theories and then there was this huge bang and everything felt a little hazed and then guns were on us and they just, they grabbed Charlie and started shouting something about a project and location then they saw the file in Caz's hand and just started shooting. Then they were gone and i came straight her changed and called you."
"Where's Charlie? Is he?"
"Yeah well someone had to take care of Caz,"
"You, both of you, all of you I can't believe you'd be so fucking stupid to get high on the job," His words were scolding and his voice tense. His face paled, as e pulled the papers to him quickly.
"Jace what is it man?" the sound of a car engines buzzed outside.
"We've got get out, now " He raised his voice willing them to leave.
"What? No"
"That's this address you idiot we need to leave" Bothe their faces paled as the realisation struck them.
"Grab the file and lets go,"
Jace moved quickly towards Clary, grabbing her hand he gently pulled her to him keeping her close as he pulled them towards the door.
With a loud thud the door swung open revealing four large men dressed in combat gear.
The men hesitated for a split second, both parties were frozen the men clearly hadn't been expecting people home.
Jace pulled clary to him she stumbled into his chest the confusion and distress showing on her face. His pulled her body gently behind his.
"Ha, looks like you've caught us by surprise. We really weren't expecting anyone to be stupid enough to be home," then man let out a cold laugh rubbing his hand over his graying beard.
The room fell into a cold silence everyone seemingly contemplating what to say.
Jace moves to speak but Clary's gentle touch on his arm burned into him, he had to watch his mouth to get her out of there.
"What the hell are you doing here? You know damn well this isn't your place,"
"Our place is wherever we 'damn well' please, kid. We know where you are we just thought we'd scope out the place, you see we've now got a list of places to visit I think we might be running into each other quite a bit."
"No I don't think so, Hand over the list."
He could feel his anger burning up, did they not think at all were they still high?
"Shut up Raphael what are you thinking?"
"Yeah listen to the kid clearly he knows better,"
"No clearly you've misunderstood the situation you are he ones that are on our property," Raphael's tone was fierce but he could hear the fear from a mile off.
"No clearly you have," he tapped the mans shoulder next to him who seemed to be about half a foot taller as he stepped forward.
The man who spoke first stepped forward and stopped letting the other men pass him. They each darted their attention to Jace, Raphael and Jordan.
The man grabbed Jace's arm and the back of his neck a sneer look covering his features. He had graying hair and dark eyes and was shorter than Jace. He squeezed at the back of Jace's neck tugging him forward. The man reached behind him as though to retrieve a weapon the other men mimicking his actions.
Jace's mind immediately filled with thoughts of Clary, he wasn't carrying a gun or a weapon of any sorts if they drew out guns that was it, he'd be gone and so would she and he brought her here.
The man pulled Jace to the side revealing Clary to the men. His hand moved ready to pull out his weapon,
"Stop, who have we here? What your name little girl?" The man moved forward pushing the other out of the way.
"You don't talk to her,"
"Why not is she deaf, can she not hear me?"
"She can hear alright, look at her cowering,"
A small grunt escape Jace's lips as he shook his arm free. He tried to move infront of Clary but she was oulled from behind him with the tight grip of the bearded man.
He pulled her close and clasped her chin pulling her to look up at him, inspecting her face he seemed to like what he saw he gave a nod of approval as his men began to hit Jordan and Raphael.
The man lifted his hand, forgetting his weapon he paused before throwing it down on Jace,
"Sorry kid was she yours?"
She pushed back against him he could see Raphael had found a small pocket knife and was currently fending off the men. The man pushed Jace back stumbling into the wall his head falling forward.
He caught a Clary's terrified eyes across the room, her eyes flickered between him and the Jordan. His curiosity got the best of him he turned his attention away from his attacker to look st Jordan he could see one of the other men seemed to be slumped out cold on the floor and the other was now facing both Raphael and Jordan.
Jordan moved to grab his arms as Raphael grabbed his head bring it back then pushing it forward toward the wall. He turned his attention back away from them to Clary, he could feel the deep breaths of the man who was slumped a little clutching his stomach.
Clary appeared to be struggling against the man, the anger shot through him like a bullet all pain he had felt cancelled out by adrenaline. That was something he couldn't stand and didn't understand why a man would force himself on a woman who didn't want him. Most of his previous sexual encounters had been with rather attractive woman all of whom had approached him. He'd never really felt drawn to a woman all that much sure he'd seen woman he could barely take his eyes off but they never pushed him to lose control they never held his attention for all that long either.
He pushed his body up, "get you hands off of her,"
His voice was a little hoarse from being grabbed by the throat but was still strong and and stern.
He couldn't focus on anything but that man's adventurous hands. He charged forward only to be met by a scream and shot ringing through his ears his mind fell still he could almost hear his heart beating. It was like being underwater hearing the mumers from above.
Clear as day he could hear Raphael's voice breaking his daze.
"Now Herondale's going to be pissed,"
He wanted to ask what he was talking about,
"What so you mean Herondale?"
"I mean his father,"
"Shit." He could feel the fear pouring from the men. They all seemed to take a step back seemingly afraid of his old man.
He wouldn't consider his father to be scary and he'd seen the forefront of it. The people he knew though, they people who had a loyalty to him, the things they had the things he had. They were terrifying.
The man's face was stark white he left Clary who now had tears pouring from her eyes starring right at him. The men fumbled around talking to each other but never turning their backs on us. The men scrambled together.
"Tell your boss we'll be back." They left like that it all felt a little anticlimactic. Clary ran over to me pulling me into her arms tears still pouring down her face."
"Oh my god Jace are okay does it hurt?"
"Clary, you're okay did he hurt you?"
She shook her head a tear slipping down,
"No no Jace he didn't we just need to make sure you're okay"
His body relaxed at her words, leaning into her touch. A sharp pain shot through his side burning like someone had run a match across his skin. But he knew this pain he'd felt it before. He'd been shot.
He put his hand to his side feeling blood on his skin. He pulled his shirt up to his neck, his eyes falling down to the wound.
He let out a laugh of releif, earning worried and strange looks from Clary and Jordan who were now hovering near. Raphael stood back watching from afar. His eyes focusing tightly on Jace.
He tightened his muscles in his abdomen. Jordan was sat with a First aid kit clearly realising what he was doing.
He slipped on a pair of gloves pushing down on the wound the bullet coming out easily. He pushed the guaze down onto the wound wrapping his waist with a bandage.
He pushed himself up from his now sitting position.
He gestured to himself and Clary, "we need to go," then to Raphael and Jordan, "and you two need to pack the hell up and get the hell out of here, you also need to find a damn good way to explain this to the boss, call me after you've called him. "
He grabbed Clary's hand pulling he toward the door, she hadn't said a word in ten minutes.
Just as he was going out of the door Jordan's words rang through his ears,
"Just don't bleed out in your sleep tonight, yeah Jace?"
"Yeah, okay"
They stepped out the door tentatively ensuring they were alone. Once stood by the car he pulled her into his arms whispering apologies.
They slipped into the car silently,
"Are you okay to drive? Don't you need to go to a hospital. Oh my god what do we tell my mom, we've got to tell you yours?" Her voice was frantic.
He turned to look at her with a light chuckle, "yes, no, no and no way, I'm fine it's not deep it'll heal in a few days just needs some plastic stitches. I'd rather you didn't tell your mother and we sure as hell won't be telling mine." His voice told her it was final so she dropped the topic of his mother.
"Then we won't tell mine, she'll freak. I'll never be allowed out and she'll never let me see you again and you need to explain what the hell just happened in there. I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt because you were shot and seemed almost as shocked as I was when a load of huge scary guys came and bust the door down barging in. That guy he was so creepy so you know who he was? What did he want?" She huffed falling back into the seat catching her breath, her eyes falling on him.
He settled into the seat turning to face her, "I promise I'll explain when we get back okay? We've got about three hours until your mom will be home ,"
She nodded then leaned back again with a huff.
He chuckled a little,
"Anything else?"
She scrunched her nose up a little,
"Your car smells like weed,"
He threw his head back with laughter, starting the engine driving off; that's what he'd missed this morning.
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