{The Mortal Instruments Fanfiction}
"You're not really in love with me, it isn't real. I feel like I've stolen you from someone... extraordinary." I tell the man in front of me with tears blurring my vision which only makes them worse because I desp...
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I belong with you, you belong with me You're my sweetheart
~ The Lumineers
(Unedited, grieve, recoil at the typos then move on and find peace. Fr though sorry about the typos)
Isabelle squeezes the ketchup bottle between two hands, her tongue poking out in concentration like she's crafting a masterpiece and obliterates her plate of fries while I watch on in horror. "Izzy, I love you so much but god in heaven you make questionable choices." She blanches, setting the bottle down with a thud and picks a red French fry up and bites into it, giving me a disbelieving look.
"I make questionable choices?" She looks at my plate which is just a regular burger and fries... with Mayo at the side and blinks. Clearly we had our differences. We'd decided to meet for lunch at a small cafe not far from my apartment because our schedules didn't always meet up, she was a beautiful woman and highly sought after recently for modelling work. Which in New York was no small feat and I was busy with my design work and regular art. Oh, and my romantic endeavours...
My phone lights up on the table in-front of me, speak of the devil. I just manage to catch a glimpse of the text that flashes across the screen and the name attached. I'd been sneaking texts to him during my conversation with Isabelle and it had gone in a direction that wasn't safe for work.
Jace: God, the things I'm going to do to you later.
"Girl really, are you thinking about Jace right now? This is girl time." She rolls her eyes at me but she isn't completely serious, a telling smile ghosting her face. I feel my cheeks heat up and flip the phone over before she can read it. "I wasn't, how would you even be able to tell that?" I was the worst liar in the world, clearly I was talking to him. Thank god she couldn't read my mind because other than all of the cringy shit that I thought about him on a daily basis there was just unadulterated smut.
I mean, to be fair, this morning he had woken me up by kissing my naked back as I lay facedown on his sheets which we had turned into him fucking me from behind while he leaned over me and bit at my shoulder. I bite my lip, unable to stop myself. I think I may have left scratch marks in his headboard.
"Because you get that little smug smile on your face now that you're aware you're a hot commodity. Which you always were but I'm glad it's finally registering." She points another fry at me, a rare treat for her sadly and I take a bite out of my burger because I'm too embarrassed to respond "When are you going to fill me in on all the dirty details?" She asks again and I wipe at my face with a napkin to stall answering because she loves to grill me for details.
"Hmm," I pretend to think about it "never?" I answer and she lets her head drop a little "Oh come on! My love life is basically nonexistent, let me live vicariously through you. How big is he?" My eyes bug out of their sockets, she had started off subtle and now we were here. It had only been a couple of weeks since Jace and I had started dating but that's all it took for her to get to this point. "Isabelle that's disgusting, isn't he like your brother? Also you don't have to live through me, you're stunning. Go out there and find a guy if you really want to."
