Hey... This is the second chapter of.... 'Lie to Me: A mortal Instrument Fanfiction'.........hope you like it!!!Sorry if it doesn't get dramatic very fast because I don't want to rush it....

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Disclaimer: Sadly(and I do mean sadly...very sadly in fact) I do not own Clary, Isabelle, Alec, or even Jace (yummy Jace) and other people from the Mortal Instrument Trilogy, they belong to Cassandra Clare.

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Chapter Two:

Clary woke up to the sound of a voice whispering in her ear: " Clary, wake up....Clary....Clary." Clary slowly opened her eyes, squinting at the sunlight that was coming through the windows. She focused more. Jace.

She grinned up at him, glad that he stayed. " Clary, not that this is a problem or anything,but it seemed like you couldn't help yourself from keeping your hands off of me while your sleeping." Jace smirked.

Confused, Clary replied: " What do you mean, I can't keep my hands to myself?" Did he just imply what she thought he just implied...?

Jace's grin got wider. "You were all over me while you were sleeping."

Clary felt her face blush. She felt so embarrassed, had she really been all over him while she was sleeping?

Jace saw her embarrassment and took her into his arms. She buried her face into his chest and tried, unsuccessfully, not to think of what she might have done.

Clary jumped out of Jace's arms, Alarmed. On the other hand, Jace was confused. "Where's Luke and my mom?" Clary whisper-yelled at him from her position at the door, in front of it, so, if a person would open it, it would hit her.

" I didn't hear them come in last night. Maybe they're at Holiday Inn or something." Jace said, trying, unsuccessfully, not to make his mouth twitch from keeping the laugh inside.

Clary looked grossed out. Was it the general idea of sex itself, or the fact that her mom and new step-dad(Luke) were probably having sex at a crappy Motel? Jace thought to himself.

Clary came over smacked his arm, How dare he make jokes about her mom's sex life! Clary thought, But its probably true. Yuck. " Jace, do not ever talk about that ever again. I've got mental images and I don't like it. And It cannot be unseen." Clary frowned.

" You have mental images of Luke and your mom having sex?" Jace was laughing so hard it was contagious. But Clary didn't laugh. Jace waited, while still laughing, for her to nod. When she did, he continued." Do you have images of you and me?" Jace asked, who was unable to stop from laughing. He didn't know why he thought it was so funny. But, It was.

Clary gasped, shocked. " N-n-no, I-I-I d-d-don't...." She tried to deny it but she couldn't. She then felt her cheeks go redder and for the blush to come to her neck. She did have daydreams about them, together. Clary never had any good comebacks to Jace's smart retorts and insults. Jace only laughed harder when he received this piece of information.

Clary walked to her desk, and took a stuffed animal off of it and threw it at his head with as much force she could muster in one second flat, before he realized what she was trying, unsuccessfully, to do.

Too late, because Jace already seen what she was doing and swatted it away, like a fly, making it hit her bookcase with enough force to make it rattle in defeat.

Clary turned and walked outside of her bedroom, not even bothering a second glance behind her, where Jace sat, not laughing anymore, watching her go.

I have to tell her. But what if she doesn't like it and leaves. Jace shuddered at the thought. He couldn't imagine how his life would have turned out if he hadn't met Clary. Before Clary, Jace only wanted and wanted, he never felt like he should give, but that, of course, was before he met her in Pandemonium.

He even overheard Isabelle and Maryse talking about Clary. Maryse wanted to know all the details, of how Jace and Clary met, and what exactly happened when Valentine told them they were brother and sister . Etc. Etc. They talked about how good Clary was for him. Especially when, a month after returning from Idris, Clary threw Jace's eighteenth birthday at the Institute. How he wasn't "asleep" anymore. Isabelle mentioned that whenever Clary and Jace were in the same room, when they thought they were brother and sister, they would always look at one another when the other wasn't looking.

Jace couldn't tell Clary, she would be so mad he didn't tell her sooner. But he had just figured it out himself. He needed her to be safe. Even for a little while. But he knew if he didn't tell her soon, when Clary found out she would be even madder then if he told her now. Jace sighed and got up off Clary's bed as soon as he knew he wouldn't tell her just yet. But soon. Yes, soon.

He walked down the stairs to find Clary listening to a song. A Very weird song. Something about: " Beautiful, Dirty, Rich " Jace sat down next to her. " What type of shit music is this?"

She turned towards him, eyes widened. " Excuse me? This is one of the best songs, because I never get tired of listening to it."

" Bang Bang, We're beautiful and dirty rich?" Jace asked in monotone. It more of a statement than a question

Clary rolled her eyes. " Jace, just because you don't like it doesn't mean you have to insult it." She laid her head on his shoulder. " Its Lady GaGa." Jace looked like he deciding on whether to laugh or ask a question, so he did both.

" That's her name? Lady GaGa." Jace asked, smirking. " Ello, My name is Lady GaGa." Jace said, putting a British accent to it.

Clary shushed him, and started to sing the words. " Daddy, I'm so sorry. I'm s-s-sorry. Yeah. We just like to party, like to p-p-party yeah...Bang Bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich...Dirty dirty rich rich beautiful...Bang Bang. "

Jace, was embarrassed for this "Lady GaGa" person. Who names their kid Lady GaGa? And who sings about being beautiful and being dirty rich? This lady was clearly crazy. Clary, clearly, loved her music. But to him this music was shit. Absolute shit. Thank the Angel that he wasn't a mundane, because it seemed impossible to like it. Impossible.

Or so he thought, until the next dong came on. Something about 'kissing through the phone'. Was that even possible? The singer than added a phone number. Did people really call it? But Clary squealed and started to sing. " Kiss me thru the phone. Kiss me thru the phone....we on the phone like...678-999-8212...Girl you know I miss you....See you later on...."

Yes. This song was worse. Much worse.

Simon

Simon woke up with Isabelle on his chest. He sat up, carefully placing Izzy on the pillow. And got up to get dressed. Then Simon checked the time: 11:39 A.M.

He was at his house, because after he told his family what he was( a vampire that could walk in the sunlight ) they decided they needed a vacation. In Hawaii. For four months. And His dad just secured the funds last week. And his sister was living at her new boyfriend's house, freaked out entirely at what he was.

Simon felt a pang of guilt when he told Clary he couldn't make it, because he was taking Maia and Isabelle to Pandemonium. Be he knew that was a lie. He was really going to have sex with Isabelle. Maia stayed in Idris for a while and didn't know if she had come back. He didn't want to cheat on Izzy, but they weren't " Officially " dating, so it didn't matter. Or so he thought to convince himself.

He went to grab a bottle of blood from his mini-fridge. He looked at Isabelle while she slept. She was hot. Even if she wasn't a Vampire. She groaned and turned over. Then a few minutes later she sat up, and smiled at Simon. She moaned when he walked over to her and kissed her neck, feeling her pulse.

He couldn't not feel happy.

He had Izzy ( and possibly Maia ). While Clary, his first love, had Jace. Even though he was trying to convince himself that he was over her, he wasn't, he was lying to himself and everyone he knew, and still felt jealous every time Jace kissed, or even looked at her. He felt like he needed to the one that was cradling her in his arms. Not Jace. Him, Simon Lewis.

Simon tried to think of Clary in his arms, instead of Isabelle. And it worked. He felt more alive, not a vampire. He felt like he could handle this immortal damned life.

He felt like he could, but he knew he couldn't. Not without Clary.

But, nonetheless, he would try. He would try.

Clary

Clary pulled out two seraph blade s, and warily watched Jace as he stalked around her in a circular motion. Then faster than the she knew he lunged at her knocking her onto her back. He quickly got back up and started encircling her once again.

Clary stayed on her back, and continued to look at the Institute's ceiling. She was waiting for when Jace lunged and she would roll away that would her time to trap him.

After Jace put up with barely fifteen minutes of 'shit music' he announced it was time to start the day's training. Clary wearily agreed for training, but she was excited that she would see Jace bare-chested again.

Jocelyn and Luke had failed to return from wherever they had been. And now Clary was really starting to think that they were at some hotel.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jace starting to make his way toward her. But only an a half-inch every minute or so. He was making his way slowly because he was hoping for her not to notice. But she did.

After Idris, she did have to try hard to uncover the true world of shadowhunters, which was concealed by glamour. Idris somehow heightened her senses.

Clary quickly rolled to the side and crouched, facing Jace. He smirked – as usual, and pulled out his seraph blade. He stood still then, deciding whether or not her should attack first or see what Clary could do.

Jace then walked a more-than-normal pace towards Clary, whilst she quickly stood up and was ready to slide her feet under Jace's so she would then have her chance to beat him, at this game he loved 'so damn much' and as he referred to it - The Hunt.

She was caught of guard when Jace snatched her elbow, with the seraph blade in it, but his grip to tight to wiggle out of it. He then, faster than any other training sessions she had had with him, kicked her foot and she immediately fell onto her butt.

He smirked at grabbed the both of the seraph blades from her hands a knelt down beside her and rested his elbow on his knee. With his other hand he held the seraph blade to her throat. He made a sound like a 'tsk' and whispered in her ear: " Clary, surely, you can do better than that." She could tell he was teasing her, even if his voice was so low that she could barely hear it.

Jace stood up, and put one foot next to Clary's left should and his other foot next to Clary's right shoulder, and held his hand to help her up and she accepted it gratefully.

His sweat glistened on his bare-chest. As for Clary she was sweating even though she was wearing short shorts and a black sports bra.

" I win for today's training lesson....Well, I doubt its called training, because I think the trainee would have to win at least once, but no you haven't won any." He smirked, while she blushed.

Clary don't know what came over her, it must have been an impulse because to stepped closer to him, and Jace must have thought she wanted to kiss him, because he took a step closer as well.

As soon as Clary and Jace were barely a quarter of an inch away from each other, she smiled and took a few steps away leaving Jace confused. She then kicked him, hard, in the exact spot where she knew it would hurt. Really hurt. Bad. He gasped and clutched his stomach, the seraph blades fell to the floor and Clary picked one up. Before Jace could recover, she pushed his shoulders to the floor and he fell onto his back. She then sat on top of him and held the seraph blade to his throat. Clary bent her face so their lips were inches apart. " I guess that's one win for moi." She smirked when he scowled.

Jace took the seraph blade from her hand, which was still at her throat, and threw it across the floor. He sat up and started to kiss her gently. But he was rudely interrupted by a throat that was cleared from behind them.

Jealousy, hurt and sadness were all burning in her eyes. Clary felt a sense of remorse, of when she walked in on her and Jace in Idris.

" Hey Jace. Hey Clary. Whats up?" Aline asked.

Hey guys, sorry for it ending abruptly!!!!! I didn't mean to! I swear on the Angel Raziel. Really, I do. I just sorta had a feeling it should end abruptly so it would keep the readers interested, and hungry for more more more!!=)

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Jace: you know you want to.

Clary: Excuse me?

Jace: I wasn't talking to you.

Clary: then who were you talking to?

Jace: The readers of course. Clary, keep up. And They better review or I'll send them a Greater demon to their house.

Clary: Jace that's rude

Jace: What's rude? The 'If you don't review I'll send a demon to their house' or that I meant reviewing when I said ' you know you want to' and you thought you meant us getting it on.

Clary: Uhh....

Jace: Thought so.