Drugs - Jace Wayland Fanfiction

Chapter 1

My loves I'm sorry for the mistakes, spelling errors and verbs mispronounced/not in the right tense. English isn't my first language. Thanks for reading !

Annabella Lightwood came to live with her mother's sister, Maryse, at the New York's Institute all the way in from Brazil.
She was 14 at the time, barely a teenager yet, not even grown enough to make her own decisions. She was simply shipped to another Institute since no one was able to take care of her back where she was raised.
It was a big and hard change in Annabella's life, and still till this day, 4 years later, she was getting used to it. Getting used to live without her mom and instead living with her cousins who have accepted her as their own.
She loved them, truly and from the bottom of her heart, she cared for them and would do anything for Isabelle and Alec. There was also Jace, the pretty boy Jace and his attitude. As soon as she got to her new home, Jace knew he'd protect her with his life, he knew right away Annabella was his and he was hers. They couldn't spend time away from each other. They did everything together, from their first kiss, to their first time in a club, to their first duo mission.

A quiet moan came out of my lips as I tilted my head backwards, her lips tracing my neck, down to my collarbone then to brushing against my ear.

" I have something for you Bella. " The pretty werewolf said.

She pulls out a small plastic bag with white powder from her bra and I grinned. I sat down on the toilet, my short black dress getting even shorter around my thighs as I did so.

Kiara took out her keys and dipped one in the small bag, she looked down at me, placing the key under my right nostril, I immediately blocked my left one with my index and took a sniff.
My face held no emotion as I felt the rush, Kiara bought herself down, she cupped my face and placed her lips on mine. They tasted of smoke and alcohol but so did mines. She straightened herself up and took a key to her nose, a big bump of white on it and it disappeared, she shook her head backwards, moving her nose up and down as a small laugh came out my lips.

" Give me another babe. " I asked, getting up and pulling my dress down a bit, the pretty girl gave me more and more as she got higher too and we both started giggling.

We made out once more, her back pressed against the bathroom's door full of graffitis.

My hands roamed her body, going from her hips, to her neck. My lips found their way to her ear and I softly pulled it between my teeth, I felt her hot breath quicken and I let go, pulling myself off her and giving her a smile.

She opened the cabin and we both got out, stumbling in our heels, we would hear the loud music as we got closer to leaving the bathroom and when we did come back into the large room filled with people, the speakers made my ears ring as a laugh echoed from my mouth.

" This is so cool ! " Kiara yelled at me in my ear before taking my hand and guiding me through the crowd.

When we got to the middle we started to dance like we were the only ones the room. My back pressed against her stomach, her hands on my waist and at some point we were making out.

Another girl joined us, she was a mundane but I couldn't care less. I felt hands everywhere on my body, and mines were in my hair, flipping them around. A big smile made its way on my face and I kept dancing even when I couldn't even feel my poor feet.

Me and Kiara danced for what felt like hours, not feeling tired  and I didn't even bother looking at the time until the club closed, the lights going off and the music stopping. The club got empty bit by bit as people started to make their way out.
We did the same, slowly walking out, the cold and humid night air made contact with my skin as soon as we stepped outside, I shivered a bit.

" Let me take you home tonight, Bella. " Kiara whispered in my ear as she grabbed my face to plant a kiss on my lips.

I looked at her through my long black eyelashes and softly shook my head. We stopped walking on the sidewalk and I lit myself a cigarette, offering her one.

" I need to go back home, it's already pretty late my love. " I said and she seemed sad for a second before a smile found its way on her lips.

" Got big Shadowhunter's business to take care of tomorrow? " She said and I laughed a bit.

" Yeah, something like that, love. " I lied, well half lied.

I knew that if I didn't come home for the night, more like the rest of the night, Jace would get worried I got kidnapped or killed. He should know better, I always kick his ass when we train and he's one of the best fighters. Maybe he just lets me win, guess I'll never know, but even intoxicated I can handle myself.

Kiara waved her hand as she started to walk away, " I'll see you next time? "

I waved too, " Always, my love. " Then we both turned around and I took a hit of my cigarette, blowing the smoke into the air.

I raised my hand for a taxi and when I got in, I placed my head on the side of the door. I am exhausted and sweaty. I told the driver the address of a house right in front of the forest where the Institute was and let myself close my eyes.

Ever since I got in New York, I lost being soberness and now basically every night's an attempt at forgetting what happened four years ago. I liked getting to that point of numbness, you know, when your breathing starts to slow, your vision goes frame per second, your entire body tingles and your brain stops. I feel so much at peace whenever that feeling of euphoria washes over me. It's addicting.
I party only on week ends tho and friday nights, and sometimes on wednesdays because week days are for missions. But when I party, I get wrecked, I stay out late, I forget about who I am.
Maybe it's better that way, I don't get panic attacks when I'm high.

The taxi comes to a stop, I pay, thank the driver and leave the car to walk towards the Institute. It's so dark I can barely see one feet in front of me, I stumble many times on my own very high high heels until I finally reach the big doors.

Everything's so quiet, everyone's asleep, it's almost five am. I take off my heels as soon as I enter my room and throw them in a corner, I take off my short little lacy dress, slip off my fish nets and rip my underwear off before walking straight to my bathroom and running myself a hot shower. I wash my whole body, my hair, my face and take my make up off.
I wrap a towel around me when I get out, I then moisturize my whole body with a body cream that smells of rose, brush my teeth, and brush my long black hair out of my face, placing them in a braid. When I'm done with all my self care, I take a look at my reflection in the mirror.
I'm so pretty, yet so far from okay. I sigh and place everything back to their place, I hang my towel on the door and close the light. It becomes pitch black and I start to get scared as I run to the small table besides my bed to open the light. A dim red light makes its way onto my face and I'm automatically relieved not to be in the dark anymore.

I slip under my white, silk covers and look at my room. The curtains are a cream beige color, I have black wall paint along with many pictures of flowers hung around my room. I love flowers, rose was my mother's favourite. Probably why my middle name is Rose... A faint sigh leaves my lips as I think of her. I bring back my attention to the room I have grown to decorate and appreciate over the years. There's a big, almost as high as my height portrait of a rose right on top of the head of my bed, who's made of pale wood, my bed is actually pretty high up, me being pretty short I always have to jump to get in but I don't mind. I have big white fluffy covers and a bed side lamp that's red/ish as well as a picture of me and my deceased mother laying flat on the pale wood, same one my bed's made off. There's a huge mirror right besides the window with a large closet that holds every article of clothing that I own in it. Let's say I almost have as much as Isabelle. And in front of my bed there's a beige sofa, Isabelle sits there when I show her my new outfits for the week and Jace and I kissed for the first time on that couch. I smile at the thought of my family, already missing them. I place my head on the pillows and put a eye mask on, I cannot sleep without. I leave my little light open and drift off to sleep, exhausted.