Twists and Turns

WHite Little Lies

I was on patrol, and I was sitting on the rooftop of Hotel DuMort,Yes, stupid, I know, but at least Raphael had lied to his vampires,and said I had beaten the crap out of him, so they were told to keepaway from me. Even if I was on their territory. So, I was kind ofsafe, I guess. "Hey" I smiled at the sound of Clary's voice, andshe dumped down beside me. I turned my head to look at her, before Ilooked down at the street again.

"Hey" I said back and scanned the street.

"So, why are you here? This isn't safe" Clary said, folding herarms over her chest and gave me a critical look. I smiled and leanedover to her, getting as close to her I could, without falling on toher or touching her.

"That was until I kicked Raphael's ass" I said, and snorted. Theonly thing Clary had been able to do since I got to know her, waswhine. Constant whining, and I could not stand whining people. Clarydrew in a deep breath, and turned to me.

"Okay, what's really happening?" Clary snapped. I cocked myeyebrow up and gave her a look of distrust. "Don't you think hewould send his vamps after you if you did?"

Oh,touchè, Clary, touchè... Isilently thought, musing at her. I then jumped up, clapping my handstogether. "No, not unless he would like to loose them one by one"I said and started to walk away. Hearing her draw her breath to comewith a comeback, I snapped around and gave her a glare. "Don't youthink, if he sent more than one after me, that Alec, you, Jace andIzzy would be there? Huh? I do, and then he would lose them one byone..." I started, feeling the rage boil within me. "Trust me, heknows that" I said and turned, leaving. Not even bothering to hearher out. As I marched away, I heard a scream.

As I reacted so fast, I followed to where I thought the sound wascoming from. A skinny, brown haired woman stood, bending over ahomeless guy. "Ahem" I stated, making my presence clear, makingthe vamp turn on her high heels. "Oh, well well well..." Ismirked.

"ShadowHunter" She hissed, and ran away. Okay, fair does, I couldkill her easily with my blades, but come on. Usually they were moreof a hustle. But this one just ran away. I made a mental note todescribe her and ask about her to Raphael. He had to know. I had aquick look on the homeless guy, who seemed fine, just a bit scared.But else, unharmed. I turned, walking out on the street again. Claryappeared in front of me, before she gave me a insecure smile.

"Listen, I didn't mean it like that..." She began.

"No..." I said, and blew out a frustrated, but loud breath, andpushed her out of my way. Clary didn't give it up, so she ran up tomy side and took a hold of me. "... Seriously Clary, stop!"

"No, tell me, what is it with Raphael and you?" Her demand toknow made me look away. I narrowed my eyes, before I looked back ather. "You are kidding me"

"What?" I asked, giving her my death glare.

"Are you dating him?" Clary asked, mouth wide open. I rubbed myface with my hands, before I gave her a weird look of confusion,before I shook my head.

"No,I am not" I stated, folding my arms over my chest and leaned back alittle. "I met him outside the institute when he tried to attackme, I kicked his ass, and poof, gone"