City of Heavenly Fire

Chapter 7

Jace

Jace went looking for Clary, well he wasn't really looking because he knew where she'd be. He turned the corner to her room, he knocked on the door but there was complete silence on the other end. He knocked again, ignoring the echo it sent down the halls.

"Clary, I know you're in there" Jace said stepping away from the door slightly.

"Go away" Clary told him.

"We can talk about this" Jace pressed.

"No we can't," Clary was almost yelling.

Jace shook his head and went to open the door only to find it locked. "Clary, unlock the door"

"No" Clary said.

Jace sighed and took out his steel and placed and unlocking rune at the top of the door handle. The door clicked open leaving it a jar.

Jace walked in, and saw that Clary was changing. Clary screamed embarrassed and covered herself up with u

her towel. "Get out!" She screamed throwing a shirt at him. "I told you not to come in!"

Jace smirked, and turned his back. "Sorry" he said lazily.

Clary sighed in annoyance, "you can turn around now"

When Jace turned, he saw she was changed into a loose white t-shirt and blue denim jeans. "You left in a hurry, I just wanted to make sure everything was okay" he said.

"I'm fine" Clary told him, "I just want this all to be over you know?" Clary sighed.

Jace nodded in understanding, "but think about how good it will be when he's gone, out of our lives and we can continue with ours"

Clary smiled to herself at the thought. Walking, so that she was only a few inches away from him. "Imagine us, living in Idris-"

"In Idris?" Jace interrupted, "I was thinking something along the lines if Venice"

Clary stiffened, and it was obvious by the way Jace's expression changed that he had noticed, "Venice?" Clary forced a smile. "No, but maybe I'd like to stay in New York a lot has happened here"

Jace searched deeply into her eyes, searching for the one thing that would cut him deeply. After a minute he finally gave up and took her hand. "Did something happen when you were with Sebastian?" He asked softly.

"Actually yeah, a lot happened" Clary tried to chuckle lightly, "the telepathic rings with Simon,-"

"Clary" Jace said sternly, "you know what I mean"

"No" Clary said simply, "nothing happened"

Clary managed to look convincing enough that Jace was willing to drop the subject for the moment. He took her hand and led her out of her room.

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Maia

She walked down the familiar street that lead to Jordan's apartment. She felt comfortable there, like she really belonged. After seeing Isabelle earlier, that set off a few things she was willing to keep down for the moment. It still wasn't that long ago when she caught Simon.

Replaying on that moment she was angry, angrier then she had been in a long time. Since Jordan had turned her into a wolf actually.

She stuck her hands into the pockets of her jumper, walking up the stairs to his apartment.She took out the key that Jordan had given her, and placed it in the key hole.

The wind blew her brown curls of hair backwards, it was so easily manipulated by the weather, that she usually just gave up on it. Giving an irritated sigh she tried plunging the key in again, only as she did her hands would not obey. She twisted the key left and right, but there was no satisfying click of the door unlocking.

She heard soft footsteps behind her, and immediately assumed it was Jordan. "You seriously need to fix your door" she said planting a foot against it hard. "It won't open"

She waited a few moments for Jordan to answer, but when he didn't she whirled around. Only to see no one there.  She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion just as the door opened. She jerked her head to to the door and saw Jordan standing shirtless at the doorway. "Why didn't you use your key?" Jordan asked, it wasn't in a mean tone just a curious one.

Maia shook her head to clear her mind from the sudden weirdness. "The locks broken" Maia said.

Jordan chuckled and took the key from Maia's hand. He stepped outside the door and shut the door, he then placed the key in the lock. He twisted it left and the door clicked open. "It seems to work fine" he smiled and handed her, her key back.

Maia looked at the door knob in confusion. Many thoughts were flowing through her head, starting with the question who was behind her?

Clary

As the night drifted on Clary decided to finally fall asleep. She pulled back the covers that were neatly laid on her bed, the covers reminded her of her stay with Sebastian, and it sent shivers down her spine. She firmly pushed the thought to the back of her mind, she hadn't told Jace and she didn't plane to not if she didn't have to. She buried her face in the light pillow and drifted off to sleep.

Blood dripped from the walls, the blood was gold and black. Sebastian was pressed against the wall a small smirk on his face. "Everything happens for a reason" Sebastian said. The blood dripped down his face, his eyes turning darker then they already were. "And sometimes things repeat themselves"

He took a step closer, his eyes greedy and full of lust. Clary instantly felt uncomfortable and tried to move, only she couldn't. She tried her best not to show her fear, but it was getting harder as Sebastian edged closer.

"You will choose me" He whispered, his face was against hers. He lent down to kiss her, his hands roamin her back, and her eyes drifting shut. She kissed him back, leaning into the kiss like she did with Jace. She lifted her hands to his hair, The kiss was hot, and Sebastian's lips became more urgent as if he was running out of time. Her body felt like she needed him, like without Sebastian her life would be incomplete. She pulled away, desperate for a breath  "We will be together"

Clary opened her eyes, a sick feeling ran up her body. She could hardly move, Clary could still taste the sense of urgency that Sebastian had. Her hands were shaking, until she couldn't take it anymore. She pushed away the covers and ran into the bathroom. She only just made it to the toilet before she coughed up everything that was in her stomach.

She couldn't get those vile images out of her head, imprinted to the back of her eyes. Even though she had coughed up everything that she had eaten, she still had that nauseated feeling, she still wanted to be sick. The idea of Sebastian touching her made her want to pass out. Clary clutched herself tightly not allowing the tears that threatened to spill, fall.