Little Do You Know (A bit 18+ :))) - Clarec Shadowhunters Fanfic

~ Chapter 1 - Everything But Fine ~

"Little do you know, how I'm breaking while you fall asleep..."

Clary's

She was walking with no purpose on the corridor of the Lightwood Manor. It was late as it was chilly cold by the midnight breeze outside as one of the corridor windows was left open. Strange.

But she never gave a second thought about it. Lately she was so delightful that it seems like nothing could pull her down from the gleeful mode. Tomorrow might be the happiest moment of her life. Jace had called her early in the morning to inform her that maybe they would meet tomorrow as he had something important to tell her.

All she could guess about that important thing was that it was a proposal. He had sounded so nervous on the phone and Jace Herondale was never nervous. The only time she caught Jace nervous was that when he said he loved her.

Then she heard someone whispered in the direction of his room. She was walking with no purpose and ended up heading to Jace instead.

Clary and Alec and Izzy had come here to Alicante a week ago for a mission. Jace had come in prior a week before them. But they had never met Jace since their arrival.

So she was thrilled when he called, and was much more so now that he came back here. Clary could here the sounds more clearly now – and that was whispers.

She froze at her place.

- "Mnnm...Ah Jacee, stop we need to talk."

Her heart stopped beating and her blood felt like frozen chunks that she wanted to vomit out. She knew this voice, the voice that had said to her that Jace was just an... experiment, and that she loved Helen Blackthorn now.

- "Aline, I'm not in the mood of talking right now you know."

Obviously she didn't love Helen. And Jace talking to her was so sweet. Clary felt dizzy. There were definitely moanings now, and soft grunts getting louder and louder.

She hadn't always been a fearless Shadowhunter, but she had never run from any danger.

Yet now all she wanted to do was running away.

But her legs was ice now. She felt also like crying but probaly her teardrops was also frozen.

- "Mnnn, Gosh! When do you plan to tell her?"

- "Her?"

- "Yes, tell that redhead Clary about US."

- "Tomorrow"

US.

The moaning stopped abruptly. As if her name pained him. But maybe it didn't. Hilariously how she had hoped tomorrow to be a proposal, but it would turned up to be a breakup instead.

- "Im going to get a condom. You stay here."

His voice was still painfully soothing saying such disgusting things. There were shifting sounds, then footsteps. Then the door flew open.

His look would craved deep in her head.

He looked horrified and shocked, as if she was a demon showing up, his gold eyes flared up looking at her intensely, disbelieving.

With that all the ice in her shattered, replacing by a fire of anger. She hissed:

- "Guess that you won't have to wait 'til tomorrow, Jonathan."