Hey, guys. I guess I just decided to write more because I was bored. This is just coming from nowhere because I only wrote the first 214 words in a notebook. Oh well. So this one is the longest I've written yet. Enjoy, my lovelies.

DFTBA,

Kelsey.

His hands grasped my waist and pushed me hard against the wall. His eyes met mine with the same look he had before. It clicked in my mind what that look was… lust. Our eyes only connected with mine for half a second before his lips slammed down on mine and my back crashed into the wall. His mouth moved with mine in more passion than any other kiss we'd ever shared. More love than any amount of words could ever begin to describe. His tongue brushed against my lip asking for entrance. I complied immediately. I could hear my heart pounding in my head seeming to scream a chorus of Jace, Jace, Jace. Then it ended. His lips abruptly stopped on mine and he pulled back. He put his forehead on mine for a moment before deciding against mine for a moment before deciding that being against me at all was not what he wanted to do. I felt my lips fall into a pout.

"Jace," I said, drawing his eyes away from my feet to my face. I took the confused look on his face as a question.

"Why won't you touch me?" I asked, not beating around the bush.

"There's something I haven't told you, Clary," he said under his breath.

"What is it, Jace?" I asked cautiously.

He grabbed my hand and led me to his room. He sat me on his bed and sat in front of me at the foot of the mattress.

"Clary," he whispered.

"What aren't you telling me, Jace?" I said.

He took a deep breath and said something too low for me to hear. I gave him a questioning look and he looked me in the eye. He repeated what he'd said, "I'm not going to train you."

"W-what?" I muttered.

"I am not going to train you to be a Shadowhunter. And you can't change my mind."

"Jace. Jace, why won't you train me?" Ishouted.

"I don't want to hurt you. I will not hurt you and if I train you someone will hurt you," he stated.

"Jace, you're being stupid. If you train me I won't be hurt. You are the best Shadowhunter I've ever seen or heard of, Jace. If you can make me even a fraction of you I will be fine!" I protested.

"Clarissa," he said firmly. "I am not going to be swayed. I will never train you, ever. I understand that you are not happy about that but I cannot imagine inflicting pain on you in any way. Training is hard and painful, period. You don't need to go through that. And I will not let that happen to you."

"Look, Lightwood. Correct me if I'm wrong but I've already killed demons. I'm already well equipped in the experience department when it comes to this. If you don't train me I will find someone else. And you are just going to have to deal with that. I'll be trained and I'll go hunting. Whether it is with you or not, I will be hunting at some time soon, and I do very much plan on kicking ass. Just try and stop me," I said. Jace had obviously rubbed off on me but that didn't matter right now.

He didn't say anything so I got up, grabbed my bag, and walked out of the room. I was on the sidewalk, with Jace no doubt still frozen on his bed, when I heard my phone buzz. I rummaged through my bag until I found it.

"Hello?" I said breathlessly.

"Clary! Why did you leave so fast?" Izzy yelled at me.

"It's nothing," I said angrily.

"What did that damn Jace do?" She asked.

"Izzy, it's Jace. Do I really need to explain?" I asked as I started to walk into a street with more and more people.

"I guess not. Where are you going to go?" She asked worried.

"My apartment," I said as I approached the building.

"I'll be right over," she invited herself.

"Okay, I'll talk to you then," I mumbled.

I got up to my door on the tenth floor and turned the key. The smell hit me; my apartment smells exactly like Jace. Like laundry soap and sunshine… if sunshine had a color, of course. I sighed and closed the door behind me. I threw the key into the small bowl on the table next to the door. I hung my bag on the hanger and locked the door. Walking into my little aqua living room I turned on the TV for some sound in the background. I walked into my bedroom and changed into some sweatpants and a tank top. As I went back into the kitchen to make something so Izzy couldn't try I realized how nice it was to technically live alone. But also how strange it was to not have Jace sitting in the chair next to the table or standing directly behind me helping me cook. Maybe I should get a dog, hmm.

I made various snacks and foods so that any of the things that Izzy would want to make were made and in the fridge. I went to go sit on the cute antique-looking arm chair and flipped through the channels until I settled on a chick flick. The chick flick made me think about Jace even more than I had before that. I went over his golden hair and golden eyes as I got up to tidy the apartment. I found a bunch of Jace's T-shirts around for when he'd stayed over. Even though he had been known for being a kind of ladies-man we had yet to sleep together. I think that we've never been together like that because he didn't want me to be uncomfortable or regret anything. Although everyone thought we had sex all the time. I folded his clothes and put them in a drawer in the back of my closet.

After tidying up the apartment I went back into the living room. When I got there I heard a knock on the door. I walked into the hallway, swung open the door, and gasped at what I saw. Needless to say, it wasn't Izzy.

Was that okay? I hope that that was okay. Oh well, I had fun writing it. I've decided that writing to the Vlogbrothers and using the computer makes me write a lot faster. Also, I make myself stop watching Vlogbrother videos until I start to write; it's very effective. As I've said, reviews make me write faster so please, please, please, PLEASE review this! Alright, I've begged and lost my self-respect enough for one day so I'll stop rambling now. GOOBAAII!

DFTBA,

Kelsey.