Raised From Hell

Chapter 8

CLARY'S POV:

After straightening ourselves up, I guiltily roll down the window not being able to look at Jon straight in the face.

Jon clears his throat so I look up wide eyed and smiling. He raises an eyebrow.

"Clarissa. I'm going to say this once and I hope. I really hope I never have to say it again." He pinches the bridge of his nose looking to calm himself down a bit. "There will be NO sex in my car. This car, right here? Is my baby. I have over looked a lot of things today including that monstrosity in your lip." He says referring to my spider bites.

"But this" He says motioning his hands to me and Jace. "Is too much. Just get upstairs and we will deal with this in the morning, you got it?" He says pointing to the house. "Yes Jon, thank you." I say getting out of the car dragging a very confused looking Jace with me.

"But... huh?" Jace stumbles after me. I reach over and whisper in his ear while keeping at a fast pace into the house before Jon changes his mind.

"I'll explain later, just hurry up will you?"

"OH AND NO SEX WHILE I'M IN THE HOUSE EITHER." Jon yells after us making me blush slightly.

When I get in the house I notice Izzy isn't on the couch anymore but brush it off as I push Jace towards my room.

Once I close the door a now sobered up Jace pounces. "Okay, do you mind explaining to me what's going on now?"

I shrug my shoulders deciding to play it cool. "Oh you mean Jon right? Yeah he's my brother." I take off my jumper and jeans and head towards my closet to find a singlet taking off my bra along the way.

Jace stands there with his mouth agape. He closes his eyes for a second to long while shaking his head. "You know what? I don't even want to know." He says before collapsing onto my bed, still in the police pants and jumper he got at the station.

I sigh before walking back down the stairs into the kitchen to get a glass of water. I pass Jon's room on the way to see the door wide open. I poke my head in, because he never leaves his door open, to see Izzy and Jon cuddled up together.

Huh, interesting. I think to myself. I chuckle, close the door and continue to walk to the kitchen. They would make a cute couple.

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I wake in the morning completely uncomfortable. There's no blanket around me, there's a heavy weight across my stomach shoulder and chest and to top it off there's hair in my mouth and nose.

My eyes adjust to the light pouring into the room. I look down to see Jace just about lying on top of me. All the covers are spilling over the edge of the bed on Jace's side.

Jace, lying on his stomach, has one leg over my belly. How the hell is he flexible enough to do that?

He has his head rested on my collar bone while his right hand gropes my boob. I try to push him off but he's so god damn heavy!

He mumbles something and starts to shift around a little. That's when I feel his boner pressing into hip.

"Oh for fucks sake Jace!"

I push him so hard he rolls off the small bed completely and lands on the floor. He groans loudly. I see his head poke up over the bed with a hand holding his head.

"What the fuck happened last night?" he asks, wincing from the light. "Just go have a cold shower Jace. I'll get you some Tylenol." I say sitting up pulling my singlet down so it covers my stomach.