Hey, lovelies. I'm SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SOOOOOOOOOOOOO sorry that I haven't updated in FOREVER! I've been so busy lately. We're doing this fundraiser at our school for one of the students and, being in the National Honor Society, we practically have to RUN the thing. That means, we have to buy the most UGLY t-shirts in the history of the world, but, you know, it's for a great cause. I frickin' love the kid their raising all this money for, and I would happily buy a t-shirt for him. :D
Again, don't hate me because I have a busy life. It really isn't something I can help.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of MI- all the credit goes to Cassandra Clare. The only thing I own in this chapter is the plot and Caden.
ENJOY!
CHAPTER 7: THE EXPLAINATION
Clary's POV.
Oh, jeez. Did I really just say that to them? Caden will be mad at me for saying that, and Jace will hate me forever, I'm just sure of it. Everyone is going to want to yell at me like Izzy did, and call me the same words she did. A heartless bitch. If that's what I am, that's what I am. There's nothing I can do to change what I said. He isn't my boyfriend, so it's just better that I tell everyone how stupid I am, and that I'd lied, because Caden was IN NO WAY my boyfriend.
I ran to the bathroom, and wiped all evidence of tears away from my face. My mascara had smudged all over due to my cries, but the tissue I was dragging across it was soaking it up pretty well. Walking back out into the hallway, I prepared myself for the lectures.
As I was on my way to the door of the living room, suddenly, a pair of familiar arms reached out, grabbed me by my waist and yanked me into a storage closet. The door shut in front of me, and I immediately began to struggle in their grip, twisting and turning, fighting for my way out of the closet. Surprisingly, I heard a low chuckle, and it was right then when I knew who it was. "Let me go," I said, straining my arms ahead of me to the doorknob.
"Not a chance, girlfriend," said Caden from behind me. I felt my face get hot in the darkness, and I immediately stopped squirming. "Shut up," I mumbled. "Nah, I don't think I will," he said, finally letting me go. I turned to face him, thankful for the darkness that hides my blushing face. I could barely make out the smirk on his lips, the questioning eyebrows that were raised. "Look, I'm sorry. Okay? I panicked, and I didn't know what I was supposed to say about us. Wait! That didn't come out right! Gah!" I rushed, smacking a palm to my forehead. I could tell Caden was holding in a laugh.
"Are you implying there's something going on between us, Clary? Do you feel something for me that you wouldn't normally feel for anyone else? Hmm?" he mocked, playfully twirling a piece of my hair around his finger. I glared at him, hoping he could sense the hole I was burning through his forehead. "NO, you idiot. I don't." I replied, connecting my fist to his shoulder. "But Clary, I thought we had something! I can't believe you would be so blunt as to say that you don't feel the same way, and to call me an idiot, too. Gosh, Clary. Maybe you are heartless." He whispered, all the playfulness in his voice gone, replaced with an urgent seriousness.
But, I knew him too well. I rolled my eyes, and reached for the door. Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me farther away. Chuckling his annoyingly cocky chuckle, he said, "Okay, okay. I was kidding. But seriously now, are you saying I'm your boyfriend or what? You're giving me mixed signals here."
Embarrassment returning, I shrugged, "I don't know. It would probably make me seem like I'm not so much of a liar to my family. But, you know, whatever you want to do is fine with me. I could just go out there, and tell everyone the truth, and feel like a complete idiot in front of my closest friends and family. If you want me to, at least." I was trying to lay on the guilt, because I don't think I could take all the disapproving looks from the people I loved most.
I could tell he was smiling. "Clarissa Fray," he said, "I would be honored to be your fake boyfriend." What he had said surprised me, and I jumped on him, wrapping my arms around his neck to give him a bone crushing hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!" I squealed as he laughed. Suddenly, I realized I was acting like a complete dumbass, and quickly began to regain my composure. "Thanks, Caden. Seriously," I said, reaching, hopefully for the last time, for the doorknob.
I could practically see the smirk on his face, and the mischievous glint in his dark blue eyes, "You're welcome, Clary. Seriously."
Soooooo? Any questions? I hope I can update soon, but I'm not making any promises, considering how long it took me to write this. Again, I'm terribly sorry for the long wait. What can I say, I'm a lazy girl. It's what teenagers do! Lol. :D R&R would make this author VERY VERY happy!