Chapter Eleven: Don't Feel Like Dancing

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Don't realize how mean I can be'Cause I can sometimes treat the peopleThat I love like jewelry

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Don't realize how mean I can be
'Cause I can sometimes treat the people
That I love like jewelry

~ Halsey

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{Clary}

"Remind me again why we're doing this?" Alec glances around the full kitchen, a dark sea of bodies chattering and the music blaring from the living room. His sister adjusts her cleavage in her dress and he gives her a distasteful look like he'd rather have not caught her doing it. He's strangely dressed up for a party he doesn't seem to want to be at in dark jeans and a grey shirt, which is as far as Alec dresses up but as usual looks devilishly handsome.

"Because mom and dad are gone and I like to party?" She brushes her long hair off her shoulders like it's obvious but Alec just continues to look at her like he isn't entirely impressed, nor does he believe her.

"Isabelle, we're in our twenties. Mom and dad leaving the house we're still squatting in doesn't always mean you have to throw a party." Her older brother carefully brushes some of his hair from his blue eyes nervously and looks around like he's searching for someone but Isabelle just busies herself herself with pouring a drink. The smell almost makes me gag. Why was I even here?

"Exactly, you're twenty-four Alec, live a little. Get laid or something. You used to be fun." She grumbles and he looks taken aback at her blatancy

"None for me thanks." I chirp up when I know she's going to offer me a drink because my stomach was still churning from all the wine I had consumed last night. Jace also shakes his head enthusiastically like he's thinking the same thing and wraps an arm around my waist. He was being strangely quiet during their interaction but I guess like me he was just letting them get on with their bickering.

"I mean you two are like an old married couple now but I'm not sure what Alec's excuse is." She jokes and I want to take offence to it but the only reason I'm not drinking is because I'd likely throw up. I have to talk to her about something but she doesn't seem to be in the best of moods considering this was supposed to be a party.

"Whatever, I'm getting drunk." Alec mumbles, grabbing the full bottle of dark liquid from the table that I can't even make out the label of and disappears into the sea of bodies. Isabelle and I both follow him through the crowd till his head vanishes in the low lighting and turn in sync towards his best friend at my side. He'd been extra moody lately and it was confusing everyone it seems. Alec was a cheery drunk but an otherwise pessimistic person. It kind of suited him, the whole brooding thing and it definitely enticed people but it seemed to be his default setting now. He seemed upset about something.

Jace glances between us and shrugs like he has no idea what's wrong with him either which I know is a lie as they've been spending a lot of time together recently but I don't push it. It was Alec's business and Jace didn't have to tell me anything that was between the two of them.

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