Destined

Chapter 10: When 'Need' Meets 'Want'

My dear little broccoli.🥦🥦🥦

~Just remember that this is a cute story, with just a tiny bit of drama to keep it interesting. There is no big plot or anything, like in my other stories. Just something light to read, without thinking much, haha

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Chapter 10: When 'Need' Meets 'Want' (1,3K)

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"Are you insane?" Clary's voice exclaimed as she rushed to the two men, anger and shock written on her face.

She promptly knelt next to Jon who was on the floor, his nose bloody, and took his face in her delicate hands to check on the damage, all the while glaring at Jace, pure fury pouring out of her eyes.

"Do you want to die or something," She threatened, and the guy who dared make such an indecent proposal had the audacity to try and appear like the victim by telling her with a soothing voice,

"It's okay little one."

"It's not okay! You're bleeding, Jon!" She exclaimed with worry, before she turned back her head to Jace, her rage only escalating. "Why did you do that?!"

"He said ... something inappropriate," Jace said, before leaving the two of them together. He was certainly not going to tell her what that prick had just said. It just seemed wrong. And first of all, how could he propose something like that? It wasn't like Jace had never experienced that kind of wild encounter before, but they were with meaningless and unimportant girls. He couldn't even think of doing that with a girl that was not a one-nightstand. So why would Jon propose something crazy like that? Wasn't he supposed to be in love with Clary? How could agree on sharing her and seeing it first hand? Because Jace knew he certainly couldn't, nor wouldn't.

Clary watched Jace walk away, her eyes narrowed with the desire to follow him and hit him back, right in the nose, just so he could have a taste of his own medicine. She patted Jon's nose with the hem of her shirt, a worried expression on her face.

"He likes you. A lot. My nose can actually prove it," Jon said with that patronising tine she hated so much. The tone he used when he knew that he was right, and he could rub it all over her face, later on.

Still, she rolled her eyes, and reminded Jon of something crucial, "Don't be ridiculous Jon! He just hit you in the face!"

"And you know why? I proposed him a threesome. If he just wanted to bang you, he would have said yes. Any guys would have said yes, except the ones who have a liking in the girl in question."

"A threesome!? Jon, are you freaking serious? What if he had said yes?"

"My face being all bloody proves that you shouldn't be taking care of me, but ... doing things I don't want to know about with him," Jon counter argued, with that same annoying tone.

Clary rolled her eyes once again and helped her brother get up. She told him to go lay down while she was going to put her bloodied shirt in the washer. Once in the laundry room, she removed her shirt and threw it in the machine, and as she was about to leave the room, she found herself facing Jace.