Project Revenge

Chapter Twelve

Only know you love her when you let her go.

~ Passenger

(Unedited)

(WARNING: LEMONS, ZESTY LEMONS. aka. Sex. You've been warned.)

"You have to tell him William, and soon." I hear a faint sigh from the other end and he knows i'm right.

"I will Clary, but i'm scared. What if he never wants to talk to me again? I mean Jace didn't." He has a point.

"In all fairness you never tried to patch it up with Jace. Maybe you should do that too... before i leave."

He's silent but Jace is his cousin. They need to heal.

"What about you and Jace? Are you trying long distance?" A swift change of subject is his specialty but i give him a break for once.

"I think it's better if we just end it on mutual terms. Ensure there's no bad blood before i leave. I couldn't bare it if he hated me." I admit and the other Herondale chuckles down the phone.

"I don't think he could ever properly hate you Clarissa but even Jace can't hold on forever. He's bound to move on eventually if you just cut him out." I shake my head even though he cant see me. Mom and Jon continue to argue from downstairs.

"I don't expect him to. He doesn't deserve to wait for me, i don't want to hold him back."

"If you insist Fray." I can hear the smile in his voice and i can't begin to explain how happy i am to hear it.

"Look, i have somewhere to be today but i'll text you later C, alright?"

"Yeah, yeah. Talk later Will."

***

I trace the outline of the fresh tattoo on my forearm and wince slightly. It brings me back to the present in which AC/DC plays quietly in the background and lean back in my gaming chair.

A faint moan sounds from the room next door, however which side i'm unsure and so fire a football at the wall in which i suspect the noise is coming from. They stop. But not for long. It had been going on all morning.

I turn my music up till it's borderline far too loud and take a deep breath. I was never in the mood to hear either of my siblings get their bones jumped but today even more so.

However, secretly i hoped it was Alec as he'd been extra mopey since he'd hit a dry spell.

My mother murmers from downstairs and i hope to god she doesn't hear what's going on up here or i'll have to take the fall for it once again. There's only so many times you can blame it on loud porn before your own mother begins to suspect you're actually a pervert.

Not a great look, but considerably less screaming from maryse and robert than Isabelle or god forbid Alec caught with a man between their legs.

"Come on up!" She exclaims on her way up the staircase and i realise someone is here to see at least one of us.

"P.A!" i wait and from Isabelles side a small "Shit."

"Who is it? Your mom?" A male muffled voice asks her, one that isn't Jonathan's. She tells him to shut up.

Like clockwork my mother knocks on the wood of my door and i pause the music, she pops her head in the room and beams at me like she always does. She chooses to ignore the volume of the music before.

"Jonathan sweetheart, you have a visitor." I'm confused as usually she just sends Clary up now.

"Clary?" She shakes her head
"No actually," she takes this as some kind of confirmation to let them in
"It's William."