All That Money Can't Buy

Chapter Fourteen: Suck It And See

Your love is like a studded leather headlock.
Your kiss, it put could creases in the rain.
You're rarer than a can of dandelion and burdock,
And those other girls are just Postmix lemonade.

~ Arctic Monkeys

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{Clarys POV}

"I watched bits of their Cardiff show Lynds and i have to tell you i wasn't impressed." Nico's lips become a tight line and he shakes his head "I mean you'd think after being so unprofessional they would at least make it up to their fans but rumors on twitter have been circulating claiming they didn't even stop for an autograph outside the hotel." Lyndsey Tanner shakes her head too and it's becoming clear that Nico is to be a regular feature on the show if he continues to trash talk us. The Gothic Souls publicity had went through the roof since his first one and they were even planning another tour round the UK, most likely to undermine ours.
The media thrives on celebrity conflict.

"Well, the tour overall has received very positive feedback but they just didn't seem themselves in Cardiff did they?" Lyndsey, the nosey bitch adds to which Nico nods enthusiastically, pulling one jean clad leg up onto his foot in a carefree position.
"I'm still in contact with Clarissa, apparently the band don't even talk anymore. Jon and Jace were both seen with recent bruises and the same night the paps caught Jace on a bender. Shortly after he moved his crap out of that flat they used to live in so my guess is things between the Herondales and Frays are complicated at the minute." He tries his best not to laugh but then again, his best is still shitty. How he's even getting all of this information i have no idea because it hasn't even left our immediate circle.

Currently were all sat huddled in our tour bus, our eyes glued to the TV and Jace breathes heavily from beside me like legally, if he could, he wouldn't hesitate to cholk Nico to death.
He and i both.

"The paparazzi spoke to Jace about our conversation last time, let's take a quick look." Lyndsey and Nico turn to a TV somewhere in the room just as the video comes onto the screen, a close up of Jace, his face twisted in anger and confusion and the sound of numerous paparazzi trying to grab his attention.
"How did Clary get those bruses?"
"Did you hit her?!" Two separate people shout from behind the camera and the video shifts like it's been edited "Yeah," Jace lets out a short, choppy laugh. The blonde next to me goes flying off his seat.

"Assholes!" He slams his hand directly into the wall of the bus, startling every one of us till we're facing him as he craddles it now between his hand and his chest.
"Jace stop, do you want to break your hand again you maniac?"
Clearly what had been said in the video had been taken out of context, Nico probably paid someone to edit it that way. Turning back briefly i only just hear Nico menioning that he knew it. What a dick.

"Here let me see it," i try to tend to his now bright red hand from where he sits on one of the free leather couches again and Magnus gets up without a word to pass me the first aid kit.
Alec and Jon have turned back to the TV, Alec hits record.
"I'm fine." He mutters under his breath when i go to assess the damage and holds it closer to himself. Lightly i try to pry his fingers away.
"Clary for fuck sake, i said I'm fine." He snaps, rising abruptly so he only just manages not to shove me out of the way and locks himself in one of the bedrooms.

"He's not mad at you." Magnus says from behind me as he packs away bandages and bandaids again now that we don't have any use for them. He just keeps his back to me.
"He's mad at himself, and maybe Will." Magnus considers and slides the kit back in it's rightful place to turn to look at me, leaning against the small sink in the bus.

Will had went over to Jaces the night before, apparently even with gifts but when any of us had asked what had occured between the two boys he shut the conversation down telling us it didn't matter. If he didn't forgive his cousin i could understand that, he had been alone alot of his life but he should at least choose to keep him in it if he missed his family so much.
I was hoping continuing with the tour would be good for us, keep our minds off each other. It had been only three weeks since and Jace seemed to be getting worse rather than better.