A/N: This story has received 70 reviews so far. Give yourself a pat on the back and a big cookie. I got a question from a guest about what language nalla came from. The answer is it´s J.R Ward's own made up language that she uses for the Black Dagger Brotherhood series, where Blay and Qhuinn comes from. Have you seen the movie yet? I saw it last week and... yeah...

I felt slightly generous today and decided to update a day early. What´s my reward?

This story has been beta'd by cboo2501 and pre-read by Worm in the Apple, Aliherondale333 and bethgreat97.

All recognizable characters are own by Cassandra Clare and J.R Ward

Nothing and everything – Red

It´s all coming back to me now – Celine Dion

Every lie – My darkest days

Chapter 4

Move over and away from me

Jace stormed through the school doors, so blinded by his justifiable fury that he didn´t notice Jennie running to catch up with him.

"Hi Jace," she said breathlessly and placed a well-manicured hand on his elbow.

He tore his arm from her grip. "What!?" he roared, eyes dark with anger.

She jumped back several steps and stared wide-eyed at him. "Sor…ry…I…sorry…I…" she stammered.

"Fuck," Jace cursed under his breath. "Sorry Jennie," he grinned that famous grin that always made girls swoon. "The morning kinda sucked and you startled me."

"It´s okay," she blinked, looking a little dazed. "I haven´t seen you for a while," she wrapped her fingers around his biceps and took a step closer. "I´ve missed you."

He looked around until he realized that he was making sure that Clary wasn´t there to see them and turned his full attention to the curvy blonde next to him. "We have to do something about that, don´t we?" he winked.

Her answering giggle made him want to roll his eyes, but he managed to refer from it.

"Are you excited about being a senior?" she asked. "I can´t wait to be one myself."

She was one year younger than him, and that was one of the reasons that nothing had happened between them except the occasional flirting. Jace never hooked up with girls that didn´t play the same games he did. Jennie might act like she wanted the same thing, but everything about her screamed virgin. There was no way in hell he´d fuck a virgin. He might be an asshole when it came to girls, but he was not a monster.

He felt eyes bore into the back of his head and stole a glance over his shoulder. He wasn´t surprised when his golden gaze collided with emerald-green.

The corner of his mouth lifted in a smirk and he wrapped his arm around Jennie's shoulders. "C'mon Jen, let me walk you to the gym and you can tell me all about your summer."

The assembly where the teachers and the principal welcomed new and old students back to school was boring as usual and Jace spent that time watching the people around him.

Like his internal GPS was set on her did his eyes find Clary, seated on the other side of the gym from him. He tried to check out other girls, but his gaze kept returning to her.

This is fucking ridiculous.

He wished that he had slept with her before she left, then he wouldn´t be as obsessed with her.

Fuck

He was even lying to himself now. If he had known what it felt like to be inside of her it would´ve killed him when she moved away.

He watched her laughing with Izzy, Simon and Alec, looking completely unaffected by seeing him again. It had obviously not been as big of a shock to her.

He spotted Magnus, Alec´s boyfriend walking up to them with Maia, an old friend of Clary's and her boyfriend Jordan in a tow.

Jace almost growled when he saw the look Jordan gave her even though his girlfriend was standing right there beside him.

Her giant is one stupid bastard to leave her in a school this size, when more than half of the students were hormonal teenage boys. If she were mine…

Jace interrupted his own thought process. She wasn´t his and she would never be again.

He was pulled back to reality by Seb punching him on his shoulder.

"Dude," Seb glared at him. "I´ve been calling your name for the last five fucking minutes. What the fuck is wrong with you today?"

Jace made a noise that could mean anything from nothing to go fuck yourself with a cactus, asswipe.

"The assembly is over," Seb motioned with his arm to indicate the empty gym. "It´s time for class, and if you move your fat ass we might still get good seats."

Jace mumbled something incoherently and jumped to his feet.

He didn´t bother trying to find his locker before heading to his first class. He was counting on the fact that with more than two hundred students in the senior class alone the chances of him and Clary sharing the same schedule were slim to none.

Jace entered social studies a couple of minutes before the last bell. There were few empty seats left, but he spotted one in the back of the room and he grinned when he saw who would be his 'seatmate' for the semester.

He slid down next to her, rested his arm on the back of her chair and gave her his famous 'you know you want me' smirk. "Hey Kaelie," encouraged by the faint blush that crept up her neck he leaned closer. "I haven´t seen you since the end of last year. How´ve you been?"

"Hi Jace," she fluttered her eyelashes, unaware that it made her look more like she got something in her eye, than seductive. "I had a great summer, thank you for asking. My parents and I…"

He tuned her out, not even remotely interested in how she spent her vacation. Thankfully the teacher Mr. Hodge walked in with a stack of papers, so he didn't have to pretend to listen for long.

"Take a good look at the person sitting next to you…" Mr. Hodge suggested in his monotone voice.

Jace finished the sentence in his head; ...this will be your partner in this class. He winked at Kaelie, making her giggle quietly in delight.

Why haven´t I noticed how annoying that sound is?

"…and tell them goodbye. This year I will be assigning seats alphabetically," he continued.

Jace glared at the teacher as he started rattling off names to the sound of chairs scraping against the floor. Kaelie got up and walked to her new partner with a small scowl. "Jace Lightwood and Clarissa Lohstrong."

What…? Who…? NO!

Clary pulled out the chair next to him, took her seat and scooted closer to the desk.

Lohstrong? Are they MARRIED!?

He turned towards her but didn´t look her in the eyes. "Lohstrong?" he grunted, hoping it sounded like a question.

"Are you taking to me now?"

"No," another grunt. "You didn´t answer me."

She shrugged, and he couldn´t help but notice the way her breast bounced at the movement. "Qhuinn made the offer when we signed the papers, and I accepted."

His relief was short.

Papers? What fucking PAPERS?

Before he had a chance to voice his question Mr. Hodge started speaking again. "I will be passing out a list with your assignment in this class so everybody gets a copy," he placed a stack of papers on one of the desks in front row. "When you receive the assignments you can take the rest of the hour to get to know your new partner. You are free to leave the classroom, but not the school grounds."

The scraping started up again as everyone took the opportunity to get out of the stuffy classroom. Jace chanced a glance in Clary's direction and found her standing behind her chair, looking expectantly at him. "Are you coming, or what?" she asked impatiently.

He eyed her warily, "To where? Why can´t we stay here?"

Deep sigh. "We´re supposed to get to know each other and I wanna get a snack from my locker. I more or less skipped breakfast, and I´m hungry."

Not wanting to know what she spent her morning doing instead of eating he tipped his chair back and hoped he looked more relaxed than he felt. "You do that, then come back," even though they would be the only ones left inside the classroom, except Mr. Hodge, he preferred being stuck with her there instead of anywhere else. It seemed less intimate somehow.

"C'mon Jace, I get that you don´t wanna do this and to be honest you´re not exactly my first choice either. Let's just get this crap over with."

Something that felt a lot like rejection washed over him. She didn´t want him. Even though that was nothing new, it still hurt like hell.

"Fine," he scoffed and rose slowly to his feet. "So where do you wanna do this?"

Clary chewed on her lower lip while considering his question and he had trouble fighting the urge to replace her teeth with his own.

This is fucking ridiculous. She belongs to someone else. This little fixation you got going isn´t healthy.

Her whole face lit up as she came to a decision. "How about we sit underneath that tree behind the grounds keeper's shed?"

Is she fucking kidding me? What´s wrong with her? Doesn´t she remember that it used to be our place?

The two years Clary went to the school she and Jace ate their lunches and spent their free periods underneath that tree. Nobody had bothered them there; it was where they came to get time for themselves.

"Not there," Jace's voice was cold. "We can check under the bleachers," he suggested. It was where he took girls nowadays, when he wanted some privacy. He needed to file her under the 'normal hook-ups' label in his head, to prove to himself that she was nothing special.

She gave him a look that if he hadn´t known better resembled disappointment. "Okay, fine," she tapped her foot impatiently. "Can we go now? I´m starving."

The world around them had disappeared and the only thing that was left was Jace, Clary…and that fucking banana she was devouring.

The fact that she didn´t eat it any differently than any other human being – Jace himself included – on the planet didn´t matter. Every time her perfect little pink mouth closed around the piece of fruit in her hand Jace imagined those same soft, pink lips wrapped around his dick. He tugged at his jeans, trying to make room for his growing erection and swallowed another moan.

They were sitting on the soft, dewy grass beneath the bleachers, a place where he´d taken others before her, but right now he couldn´t remember a single one of them. Hell, he couldn´t even remember his own name at the moment.

All he could see was Clary, how she opened her mouth, bit down, chewed and swallowed.

Not even the biting and chewing killed his arousal.

Fuck, I´m so screwed. A small groan escaped.

"Did you say something?" she asked, the banana held in front of her half open mouth.

Fuck, did I say that out load?

"What? No!" Jace cursed himself for sounding so defensive.

She finished the last of the fruit - which Jace was insanely grateful for, as well as disappointed – and sighed happily. "Ah, I really needed that," she grabbed the list from her messenger bag and looked through it quickly. "Should we start getting to know each other?"

"We already know each other," he replied in a hard voice, still not fully recovered from his fruit-induced fantasies.

Clary's smile was a little off. "We used to. But it´s been over a year."

Don´t fucking remind me.

A vindictive part of him wanted to tell her every detail of what he had been up to, hoping that it would hurt her as much as seeing her with another guy hurt him, but an even bigger part wouldn´t let him, so he just kept his mouth shut and stared across the field.

"I can start if you want?"

Jace lay down on the grass, ignoring the dew soaking through his shirt and folded his arms behind the back of his head. He didn´t want to know anything about her, but somehow he had to. "Do what you want," he muttered, and closed his eyes, pretending like he wouldn´t listen to every word she said.

"Okay…" he didn´t need to look at her to know that she was pulling up the grass while thinking about where to start. "The first month at the Institute was the worst. I missed everyone so much and the other kids scared the sh…illing out of me…"

He kept himself from commenting on her weird choice of curse word and waited for her to continue.

"One of the boys hated me from the moment I arrived, which he let me know every chance he had. In front of the counselors he acted as if I didn´t exist, but as soon as their back was turned he was all over me…"

Jace jumped to his feet and glared at her. "What!?" the fury was suffocating him. No matter how hard he tried he couldn´t get enough air into his lungs. Questions burnt his tongue. What did he do to you? What´s his fucking name? Where the fuck can I find him?

"No Jace, not like that," Clary said quickly. "He merely shoved me in to walls and tried to push me down the stairs," he could tell from the sound of her voice that she tried to calm him.

Is she fucking kidding me?

"That´s not helping," he managed to spit out through gritted teeth.

"Honestly, Jace, it´s not as bad as you think. Look at me," she begged and he did as she asked. "See, I´m fine."

You look a whole lot more than fucking fine, Angel.

"Continue," he grunted, while ignoring the path his thoughts had taken.

"School started and at first it was not so bad. The other students were actually as afraid of me as they were of the rest of them…" her laugh was a little embarrassed. "But they soon realized that even if I technically was one of the 'inmates', I wasn´t really one of them. My size didn´t help matters much either and it didn´t take long for the bullying to start…"

Jace paced in front of her as she continued her story. A primal part deep inside of him made him blame himself for not being there to protect her, which only made him angrier.

She´s not any different from other girls. She means nothing to me.

He tried to believe his own words, but just being this close to her made it difficult. He was so caught up in his inner ramblings, but her next words pulled him back to the presence…Hard.

"…the first time I met Qhuinn…"

"You know what," Jace cut in, "I don´t need to hear it." He ran his fingers through his hair and pulled on the soft golden strands.

"Oh?" Clary looked a little confused. "Do you want to tell me about your year?"

Jace lips twisted into a poor excuse for his usual smirk. "I could tell you what I´ve been up to this year, but I don´t like to brag."

He wanted to take it back as soon as the words came out, but it was too late.

Clary paled, and then blushed furiously. "You´re right, we don´t need to know anything else about each other." She tried to smile, stood up, turned her back to him and started walking towards the school.

Jace watched her leave, with a numb feeling in his limbs. He got what he wanted by making her feel some of the pain that he dealt with, so why didn´t it make him feel any better?

Jace sat with Seb at a table outside of the cafeteria and picked as his food. The hurt look in Clary's eyes had haunted him since first period and he couldn´t eat even though his stomach ached with hunger.

He had met Seb two weeks after Clary had left. The guy had found him stumbling around on the streets after downing a bottle of Jack he managed to snatch from his parents. After listening to his sob story Seb had promptly told him to grow some balls and tag along to a party where there would be some 'grade A pussy'. Jace did as he was told and ended the night between some girls spread legs. And that was the beginning of their fucked up friendship. Seb was an asshole on the best of days, but the bastard knew how to have a good time.

"So what´s the deal with you and the lil' Hottie?" Seb asked curiously.

Jace raised an eyebrow. "Who?"

"The new chick. Pepper."

He didn´t want to have this conversation right now, maybe never. "Nothing."

"Really?" Seb eyed him skeptically. "Then you won´t mind if I´ll have a taste?"

"Knock yourself out." I´ll knock you the fuck out if you so much as look at her the wrong way, fucker.

"You think she´s a virgin?" Seb didn´t wait for an answer. "Of course not. That giant of hers looks like he could be persuasive. And the way they were touching…There is no way they´re not fucking."

Jace settled for a grunt. He didn´t even want to think about Clary, much less talk about her.

"You´re less verbal than usual today," Seb commented.

"'S nothing," Jace grin was pure reflex. "Just got shit on my mind."

Seb leaned back on the bench, his eyes roaming over the other tables until his leering gaze found Clary where she sat with her friends.

She was all smiles and laughter, looking like she didn´t have a care in the world. As if everything hadn´t been turned upside down in Jace's life.

Bitch

"How the fuck do you think they do it anyway?" Seb pondered as he was mentally undressing Clary.

Jace grabbed the edge of the table hard enough for his knuckles to whiten. He knew exactly what Seb was talking about, but some sick and seriously fucked up part of his brain made him blurt out the question; "What do you mean?"

"How do you think they fuck? He can´t be on top of her. He´s about three times her size, it would crush her and she looks fiiiiine from here."

Jace had tried repeatedly to not think about that, and had to swallow back against the bile that rose in his throat at the imagery the question created.

"She could be on top I guess, or he could fuck her standing up" Seb continued, unaware of Jace state of mind. "Man, I bet she likes it rough," he rubbed his hands together and licked his lips. "Ooooh, the possibilities."

"Could you just shut the fuck up," Jace snapped.

"Dude," Seb grinned knowingly. "I knew you wanted her. All you had to do was fucking say so and I would´ve backed off."

Jace cringed at the lie. Seb never backed off from anything he wanted, especially when it came to sex. Even less so if he could make it into a competition.

He swore that he would make sure that Seb stayed away from Clary.

The bastard was right, Jace wanted her for himself. He decided then and there that he would have her. He would make her beg for him to fuck her and he would give her what she wanted and then throw her away…

Izzy was leaning against the car when Jace got out from school later that afternoon. The others must still be in class, which suited him perfectly.

"Waddaya doing here, Iz?" he smirked and enjoyed her slightly nervous fidgeting.

"Um…" she shifted her weight between her feet. "I´m waiting to ride home with you, of course."

Jace shook his head. "Nu-uh, you´re not."

Izzy frowned. "Why the hell not?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"Is this about Clary being back? I didn´t mention it to anyone. It was a surprise."

Jace unlocked his car and slid in to the driver's seat. "Oh I was surprised, alright. Especially when I saw her boyfriend drop her off."

Izzy´s eyebrows shot up and her jaw practically dropped to the ground. "Boyfriend? Wha…? Jace, he´s her guardian!"

The lie made him see red. "Don´t fucking lie to me, Iz," he sneered. "I´m not fucking blind."

"Apparently you are!" she yelled. "Qhuinn is g…"

"I don´t wanna hear it!" he hollered, the little control he had left broke into a million pieces. "You should´ve fucking told me she was back!"

Izzy placed her hands on her hips and glared at him. "How the hell was I supposed to do that when you won´t let us talk about her? When you leave the room as soon as one of us even says her name!?"

"You should´ve though about that before she got here, shouldn´t you?" He slammed the door and started the engine. "Have fun walking home."

He sped off from the parking lot, ignoring Izzy's angry screams.

A/N: So was it worth the wait? Loved it? Hated it? Let me know. I´ll try my best to update again next Sunday, but it´s been a busy couple of days so I´m a little behind and can´t promise anything!