A/N: This chapter is a little shorter than the others, but I didn't know how to make it any longer at this time. I was going to do a week time skip, but then I realized that you haven't met Luke! So you will be meeting him in this chapter.
Someone also said something about grammar and spelling, which I understand bringing that up, but I do read through these a couple of time. I try to catch errors, but I didn't learn grammar until recently. It makes it really hard to catch and spelling sometimes goes over my head. I try to catch these things, but I don't always get them. People have told me to get a beta before, but I have no idea how to do that. So if you know feel free to let me know, and we can try to work something out.
"Wait a minute. Jace moved in with you and your mom?" Izzy furrowed her brow, crossing her arms. She looked like she hated the idea just as much as me.
"Yeah." I huffed, adjusting my books in my arms.
"He might as well be my family. That's my brother's best friend and you didn't think to tell me." She shoved me lightly, making me groan in annoyance.
"It's not like I want everyone to know he's sleeping next to me. I can't help it, and I wanted to avoid this subject for as long as I could, which apparently didn't last long at all." I rolled my eyes, continuing to walk outside.
"Clare, let's go." Jace called out to me from his car. He was currently leaning against the driver's door in his tight jeans and leather jacket. I bet he thought he looks so cool standing there like that, showing off the angles of his toned muscles under his tight white t-shirt. I moaned, dropping my head back at the thoughts of his hot bod this morning. "Are your short legs disabling you from here any faster?" This is what I have to deal with. The second I start fantasizing about his dripping muscular body, he has to say something like that.
"My name isn't Clare, and I'm not that short." I snapped, hurrying over to his car. I climbed in quickly, trying to avoid even more embarrassment. Why should I have to deal with this all the freaken time now? I whimpered, dropping my head back against the seat. I should have just ridden the bus, which would be much easier for me to handle. I wouldn't have to put up with all of this.
"Clare is easier to say." He shrugged his shoulders, turning the car on.
"Clary. My name is Clary." I said sternly, hugging my backpack to myself. Embarrassment seeped through out my body, making me over heat.
"Don't care." He blew out a breath, as he drove out of the parking lot. Dick.
We pulled into the parking garage, and ran up the stair silently. I had a feeling a lot of my time with him was going to be just that. Silent. We filed into the apartment to see Luke cooking, while my mom sat on the counter. They looked so happy together. It seemed so domestic, and I really liked it. I've never had a dad before, but Luke has gotten the closest to the father figure that I have been missing in my life. If my mom was happy, I was going to try to be more ok with Jace being here. We are family now. We just have to accept that this is a thing. I don't want to us to ruin this for them. Jace tossed his bag on the couch, and headed straight for our room, which I thought was strange. Doesn't he want to say hi to them? I wandered over to the island and sat down,
"Hey." Luke smiled broadly at me, as he worked on the large pot that was placed on the stove.
"Hey." I responded, feeling a grin form on my lips.
"I'm making spaghetti for dinner." He informed me, as he stirred the pot.
"Yum." I hummed, sitting back in my seat.
"How was your day sweety?" My mom hopped down from the counter, sitting next to me. She smiled happily at me, wanting to know about my day.
"It was ok. I guess." I shrugged, flashing back to Jace humiliating me in class.
"You guess?" She teased, nudging me slightly. "What happened?" She prodded for more answers. Compared to most people I have a great relationship with my mom. We relied on each other my whole life, and instead of boxing each other out whenever we were having a rough time, we got closer.
"I yelled at Jace in my first period because he was everywhere I looked, and then he completely embarrassed me. Just another typical day for us." I huffed, ruffling my fingers through my hair. We need to grow up.
"So much for that truce." She snorted at our behavior.
"I started it. It's really hard for me not to treat him like dirt and vice versa. Mom, I really want to try to make this work, but it's so difficult." I sighed, leaning against the palm of my hand.
"Luke could you talk to Jace." Jocelyn requested.
"I mean I can try, but he doesn't really listen to me. He's had a rough childhood. He doesn't really take to an authority figure." Luke huffed, setting the lid on the pot.
"Doesn't mean you can't try, babe." She smiled, kissing my forehead. "You two just need to learn more about each other. You only know the surface. Jace is a good boy, but he doesn't like showing it." She assured me.
"I'm going to talk to Jace." Luke sighed, tossing the washcloth he used for the lid on the counter.
"Thanks baby." My mother pulled him into a kissed. He chuckled, pecking her lips one more time. Luke smiled goofily, as he made his way towards my room.
"Are you guys going to get married soon?" I asked quietly just to make sure the boys didn't hear.
"We are saving up for the marriage license." She blushed heavily, biting her lip.
"No way!" I exclaimed excitedly smiling. My smile vanished when I heard yelling in the other room.
"I'm trying. She keeps being a bitch to me!" Jace voice echoed across the apartment, making me inhale deeply. My chest felt tight. It was my fault.
"Jace! I wasn't blaming you. I was just-"
"Why am I even here?! You aren't my dad. I'm sick of you trying to make this connection with me because it's never going to happen. Get out." Jace slammed the door behind Luke, making the floor vibrate slightly.
"Crap." I muttered, running my fingers through my hair. "Luke, I'm sorry. I just-"
"It's fine. I'm used to it. He's had a rough life." Luke racked his fingers through his hair, as he walked back to the stove. I got up hesitantly, walking into the room. Jace was pacing the floor, hand gripping the back of his neck. He looked absolutely furious, which made stomach turn into knots. I've never seen him actually angry before, and what I saw scared me.
"What do you want?" He muttered, continuing to walk in a straight line along the floor.
"I've been a jerk." I sighed, sitting on the edge of my bed. I admitted my fault , which made me feel slightly better, but that wasn't why I decided to come in here.
"Yeah." He scoffed, sitting on the opposite bed facing me.
"But that doesn't give you the right to be a jerk to Luke." I knew it was bold for me to say, but he shouldn't talk like that to him. Luke has probably worked his butt off trying to rise him, and to disrespect him in that matter is ridiculous.
"Seriously?" Jace cocked an eyebrow at me.
"He took you in. Luke is a good guy, and he just wants us to get along. Don't disrespect Luke again." I pushed myself off the bed, and headed for the door. "Dinner will be ready soon, so come out whenever you're done skulking." I shut the door behind me, wandering back over to my mother. I climbed back on the chair, and she was grinning appreciatively at me.
A/N: I hope you liked Luke! Jocelyn and him are going to be so cute in this! I can already tell.
Next chapter is a short time skip.
Also as I said before if anyone want to tell me about betaing, and/or be my beta that would be greatly appreciated.
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