A/N: Hey guys! How has your guys week been so far? I am just exhausted. I did have time to write this amazing chapter for you guys though! I didn't mean for this to be a serious chapter, but it ended up being like that.

Hope you like it.

The first week of school finally ended, and nothing had really changed between Jace and I. Jace spends most of the time in the room, while the rest of us talk in the living room. I don't get why he is boxing himself out. I can't image how lonely he must feel spending hours and hours in the room by himself. I have tried to get him to come out and spend time with us, but he always refuses. My mother was right. We need to get to know each other, but he isn't willing to open up, which makes me wonder if he has opened up to anyone. His life is persona of who he thinks he should be, and I don't think that persona is who he truly is.

"Earth to Clary." Simon snapped his fingers in front of me, drawing me out of my inner ramblings.

"Sorry." I shook my head, wondering why I have been dwelling on Jace for the past few days. I mean he can do what he wants.

"The other team won. Where is your head at Fray? We have perfected this tactic. We haven't lost all day." Simon complained, tossing his game controller on the couch.

"I got distracted." I sighed, setting my controller aside.

"Obviously, what has gotten into you? You've been acting weird since school started." Simon observed.

"I know. Jace moving in has really messed with my head." I rubbed my temples, getting to my feet. "It's getting late. I should go." I ran my fingers through my hair, running up the basement stairs.

Simon didn't live far from me, which was great. It made it easy to hang out with him. I walked two blocks to my apartment building, and hurried up the short flight of stairs to our room. Luke and my mom were both going to be working late today, which mean I can have the house to myself, assuming that Jace went to one of his buddy's parties this weekend like he normally does. I made my way into my room to see Jace making out with Aline Penhallow on my bed! "What are you doing?!" I yelled, as the two drew away from each other.

"What do you think?" Jace looked at me like I was idiot, while Aline snarled at me.

"You're on my bed! What is the matter with you? On my bed. Really?! Is that necessary?" I exclaimed, throwing Jace's pillows at them.

"Sorry." Jace shrugged, continuing to run his hands along Aline's pretty much bare thighs. A feeling of rage washed over me, which I have never really felt before. Who does he think he is? Does he think that just because he is the great Jace Herondale that he can do whatever he wants? Well he can't. This is my house. This is room. That is my bed. I deserve to be respected in my own home, and I'm not going to take this from him.

"Aline, get out." My voice sounded harsh and threatening.

"Clare, calm down. She doesn't-"

"Jace, shut up. Aline get the heck out here." I barked, holding the door open for her. She still wasn't getting up! Why is she here?

"Jace, I shouldn't have to le-" She tried to get him to defend her.

"You heard her." He sighed, pushing her off of him. She landed on the ground with a thud, looking very distraught about what was going on. "Out."

"You did not make me come over, get me all wound up, and just throw me out!" She snapped at him, still wanting him to speak up for her, as she climbed to her feet.

"Apparently I did. Go home." He got to his feet, fixing his shirt.

"Fine, don't expect me to suck you off anytime soon." She snorted, heading towards the door.

"I'll get it from someone else." Jace grinned deviously. She paused mid-step at his words, seeming offended by his comment, before continuing out the door. I slammed the door, and shuddered at what just happened. "Thought you were staying the night at-" I cut him off with a slap across the face. He put a hand to his cheek, appearing to be more surprised than in actual pain. In all honestly, I was in shock too. I have never hit someone before. What in the world just happened? But my shock didn't sway my anger.

"You bring some hussy into our house, into our room, and almost have sex with her on MY bed! What is that matter with you?" I shook my head, trying to control the wrath that was vibrating inside me.

"I'm sorry. It was just where I landed. It won't happen again." He apologized, dropping his hand from his face. I groan, falling face first onto my bed. Why does he have to make my life so difficult? I laid there trying to calm down for a while before he said anything. "Are you going to be ok?" He questioned. I released a long breath, as I sat up to look at him.

"Why do I have to be roommates with a man slut?" I ran my fingers through my hair, getting it away from my face.

"I'm not a slut. I only sleep with three girls, and they all know about each other. It's perfect." He shrugged, lounging back against the wall.

"You have three girls at your beckon call?" I raised an eyebrow at him, feeling a little sick to my stomach. "Why just three isn't that too much commitment for you?" I snorted, rolling my eyes.

"No, it's just the right amount of commitment. Beside they know what I like, I know what they like. It's an ideal set up really. They know it's not serious because they know about one another." He informed me with a devious smile.

"You're disgusting." I wrinkled my nose at him.

"You're just jealous." He ran his tongue across his upper lip, propping his arms behind his head.

"Actually I'm not. That sounds incredibly lonely. America creates this image of sex, like it's one of the most fulfilling things on this earth, but it's not. Yes, it feels good, but what about afterwards. Do you ever wake up after screwing one of those three girls and feel more alone then you have in your life?" I asked softly, standing up to sit next to him on the edge of his bed. His demeanor changed from what a said. He sat stiffly, clenching his jaw tightly. "Does anyone know the real you? You put on this show for everyone, but I don't think it's real. I hope it's not real." I paused, looking over at his face. His eyes were boring into mine, making me feel slightly overwhelmed. "You can talk to me, if you want." I pursed my lips, starting to get up, so I could go to bed.

"Can you stay there?" He murmured, seeming very troubled about what I just asked him.

"Um... Yeah, scoot over." I breathed, slightly surprised by his request. He scooted to the other half of the bed, giving me room to rest against the wall next to him.

We didn't talk, but in all honesty that was ok. Our shoulders rested on each other, as we stared at the wall in front of us. It was weird. An awkward pit of nerves had settled deep in my gut, and it wasn't going to leave any time soon.

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My eyes fluttered open, bringing me out of my deep slumber. I yawned burying my head back into the pillow, not wanting to wake up. I think that is the best night sleep I have ever had. Thank goodness it's the weekend, so I can continue sleeping like this. I pulled the blanket to my chin, feeling something tickle my neck. Stupid hair. I went to brush it away when I realized that it wasn't hair. My eyes flew back open to see Jace lying directly behind me. That's also when I realized that his arm was wrapped around my stomach holding me close to him. I sighed, dropping my head against the pillow, as he nuzzled his head into the nape of my neck. I can't believe I fell asleep in his twin bed with him. I froze completely when he pulled me flush against him, making me widened my eyes. I have to get out of here. I lifted his arm up carefully, slipping out of his bed. I stripped out of my clothes silently, and changed into different clothes. I paused at the door when I heard Jace stir, making my entire body go tense. I glanced over at him, seeing that he was still asleep. I released a breath, hurrying out the room and as far away from Jace as I could get.

A/N: Soooo Did you guys like it? This is the first real hints of Clace going on. I am really loving this situation for them. I really like Clary in this story too because she's a lot like me. I haven't really written a character like that before.

You will be learning about Jace's past soon. It is complicated, but I think it ties in well with a lot of things I have planned. Do you guys want to find out in the next chapter? I haven't really thought of that one yet. I could work it in there.

Also I brought up a beta last chapter, if anyone wants to be my beta, please leave a review or message me. I would love to work something out someone, who actually enjoys and reads my things already.

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