Accidental Life (On Hold)

Chapter One

Clary's POV

I stormed into the club and sat up on the bar, cris-crossing my legs as I poured myself multiple shots. "Whoa, girl, since when do you drink?" I ignored King and poured myself more shots, knocking 'em back easily.

"Since I walked in on my boyfriend with another girl in my fucking bed. So, tonight, I'm getting shit-faced." He chuckled and slid me a glass full of vodka. "Thanks." I quickly knocked that one back, too, and once I felt I was drunk enough, I made it out to the dance floor, dancing in the crowd of drunk, sweaty people.

A man's hands on my waist made me jump slightly, until I looked up at him and smiled. He was pretty. Blonde hair, gold eyes, muscles. Hot. Hot. Hot.

He smirked and I turned around, grinding against his front, if you know what I mean. "How about we get out of here?" That sexy british accent was just the icing on the cake.

I nodded and he grabbed my hand, leading me out of the club and we got into a cab, heading god knows where.

When we made it to a really tall building, he led me inside and into the empty elevator. His lips met mine as he pinned me against the wall and I giggled in my drunken state.

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I groaned as I woke with a massive headache and as I felt the sheets, I realized that I wasn't in my own bed.

"Mm." A man's arm wrapped around my waist and I tensed up. Please, please, tell me I didn't fuck some stranger. "Good morning." He whispered in my ear, kissing my neck.

"No, no, it's not." I pulled myself from his grasp and sat up, holding the sheet to my chest. I wrapped it around myself and collected my clothes from the floor.

"Come on, it's not that bad. You seemed to enjoy it last night." I shook my head at him.

"That's because I was drunk last night. Now, I'm sane and I can't believe King let me leave that club with you." I felt the tears in my eyes as I searched for my bra. "Where the hell is my bra?" He chuckled and I turned to him, seeing my bra ripped in half in his hands.

"Sorry." I scoffed and walked into his adjoining bathroom, locking the door behind me. "I don't see the problem with what we did. It wasn't that bad." I sighed and let my tears fall as I slipped on my panties and my black dress.

I opened the door, only to see him pulling on a pair of boxers. "Why are you so upset about this? It's just sex." I scoffed and looked around for my heels.

"You don't understand, I don't do this. I don't fuck random strangers that I met in a club!" I cried and his eyes softened. "I don't do shit like this, not after-" I quickly stopped myself and he held up my heels. "Goodbye." I grabbed my heels from him and left his apartment/penthouse.

"Wait!" I hurried out the door and into the elevator before it closed, but he couldn't get to me fast enough. I cried into my hand as I rode down to the first floor.

"Fuck." I whispered to myself and left the building, getting into a cab and heading home. When I got back to my apartment, I thanked god that I had already gotten rid of my boyfriend. Or, ex-boyfriend.

I showered, got dressed and walked to central park, trying to calm myself from the recent events. I pulled out my sketch book and did what I always did when I was upset. Draw.

"Clary, hey." I looked up at Simon and smiled slightly. "You okay?" I shook my head and he sat down beside me. "What's wrong, Clare?" I felt the tears swelling in my eyes as I laid my head on his shoulder.

"I got drunk last night and I didn't know what I was doing and I went home with a guy. Simon, I don't even know if he wore a condom. I'm freaking out, I haven't had sex since-" He shushed me and wrapped his arm around me as I cried.

"I know, baby. I know. It'll be okay, it always is." He tried to soothe me, but it wasn't easy. "Come on, you're with me today. We have to cheer you up. Taki's?" I smiled and wiped at my eyes.

"Yeah." He smiled and helped me up as we walked down the street and into Taki's. We sat in our usual booth and once we ordered, his girlfriend, Izzy, joined us.

"Hey, Iz. What brings you to our neck of the woods?" Simon's arm wrapped around my shoulder and I leaned into him.

"Just figured that you'd be here, so I came to join. If you guys don't mind?" I shook my head.

"We don't mind. Clary needs some cheering up, so maybe you can help me with that."

"Cheering up? What's wrong?"

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"Okay. Well, we could go shopping, or hit up Starbucks, whatever you want." I smiled and nodded.

"Thanks, Izzy, but I think I'd rather just stay here and recover from my hangover." My head throbbed as I talked.

"Pancakes and coffee?" I nodded to my best friend.

"So, when can I get you to meet my family, Clary? You've always been busy with work, or studying." I shrugged.

"I don't know, Izzy, but I don't think I'm in the mood for it right now. Si, did I tell you that I walked in on Reid fucking some girl in my bed?"

"No! Why? When? Why didn't you tell me sooner?" A look of realization crossed his face. "That's why you got drunk last night and-" I nodded, not wanting him to go on. "I'm sorry, Clare." I nodded and he kissed my head.

"Guess he got tired of me not wanting to have sex with him. But, he's still a jackass." Simon and Izzy laughed at my statement.

"This is true." I smiled and took a sip of my coffee as soon as the waitress set it down. Best coffee ever.

"Baby, can we talk?" I looked up at Reid and shook my head.

"There's nothing for us to talk about, Reid. We're done, over with, broken up." He sighed.

"Clary, please, let's just go somewhere and talk."

"I don't want to talk to you, you fucking cheater. Leave me the hell alone."

"Clary-"

"She doesn't want to talk to you, Reid, so leave us alone." Simon spoke for me and Reid sighed.

"Fine. But, I am sorry, Clary." I ignored him and he left Taki's.

"I hate him." I mumbled.

"I know, Clare. Me too."

I know this chapter is boring, but with the plans I have for it, it will definitely get more interesting. Stick with me, duckies.

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