Heart by heart

Chapter three

Sebastian Pov:

After downing my glass of vodka, I slammed it down violently on the low glass table, the vibrations echoing of all the walls in my and Clary's apartment. Looking up at the black metal clock upon the hunter green wall, filled with my painting's, photo's of our friends and families. I noticed it was five minutes later than the last time I checked it five minutes ago. My eyes darted towards the hallway. I sighed tiredly while running my hand through my black hair, leaning back on the plush black and grey couch.

Finally, I heard the door open and close. I shot up from the couch, hurrying down the hallway to the front door. Clary closed the door, hanging up her leather jacket on the coat rack. Clary arrived home four hours late tonight from work. I immediately demanded to know where she has been all this time. Clary sighed deeply while walking into the livening room. I shortly followed her into the living room, continuing to demand where she has been.

"Where have you been Clary, I've been waiting for you to come home for the last four hours!"I yelled.

"I've just gotten back work Sebastian, you know the place where you earn money from!"Yelled Clary frustrated. Throwing her black bag on the floor beside the couch, she turned around to face me. She crossed her arms over her chest, huffing. I copied her movement in the doorway of the livening room.

"No one is four hours late home from work!"I yelled. It's true. No one is four hours late from work. Maybe an hour or two having to stay behind and work on extra work, but not four hours, especially when you're the boss. Clary took a deep breath in and out, I could tell she was fighting the urge to say something that she'll regret.

"I had to stay behind to work on something big that my dad sent me. It wasn't something I could just ignore. But, I wasn't only one there in the meeting. The was like thirty other people there to before you even start!"Yelled Rose.

"Well, you shouldn't have a problem telling me what the meeting was about then!"I yelled. She glared at me.

"My Dad owns hotel's! Selling, buying and running hotel's! What do you think the meeting was about!?"Yelled Clary.

"See I'm not sure about that, you don't dress like someone who is in that line of business!"I yelled, gesturing to her outfit.

Clary quickly rushed past me into our bedroom to change out of her black jeans, dark grey blouse and black ankle boots. I stood in the doorway. Folding my arms across my chest, I watched her as began slowly undressing. Clary this morning left wearing a black blazer, black slats, white blouse and flat shoes. I knew something was up. She was lying to me about working in the line of hotel's and I tended to find out why. My father; George Verlac, often says the same thing as Clary of his job. Nevertheless, I knew better than that. I hated that they were both lying to me.

Squinting my eyes, I noticed a large bruise forming just under her rib cage on her right hand side.

"What the hell is that just under your rib cage!?"I exclaimed as I rushed towards her. Clary froze, she looked at her rib cage and quickly pulled on her T-shirt. I stormed over to her, grabbing hold of her wrists, making her look me directly in the eyes.

"Let go of me,"said Clary.

"No, not until you tell me where that bruise came from."I said, almost sounding like a growl. I backed Clary up against the wall, pinning her hands above her head.

"Sebastian, stop it,"said Clary.

"Stop what?"I asked. I caged her in up against the wall. Clary winced.

"You're hurting me,"said Clary quietly, removing her gaze and looking at the floor.

"I'm not,"I said. My voice sounded dangerously low.

"You're drunk,"said Clary, sounding more like a statement.

"I'm not,"I said.

"You are, you have that look in your eyes and you only have that look when you're drunk."Added Clary.

"Where were you and why do you get that bruise?"I asked ignoring her.

"You're hurting me!"Exclaimed Clary. I froze and stepped backwards. Clary sighed in relief.

"I'm sorry Clary."I said.

Clary quickly moved around the room, stuffing some clothes into a large black bag.

"What are you doing?"I asked. She stopped for a moment to answer me.

"I need to go to Germany. My dad needs my help with a business related problem. I was going to surprise you, with a holiday in Germany-some bonding time. But, I can't be around you now. I need some space to think about us and what is going to happen,"said Clary.

"How long will you be gone for?"I asked. Clary finished off packing.

"A week or so."Replied Clary.

Clary walked out our bedroom and our apartment. Angrily, I punched the closest wall. Instantly regretting it as my hand began bleeding. Blood began gushing out. I cursed under my breath. I spent the rest of the night getting my hand looked at.

(A week later)

"Sebastian!"Moaned Seelie, as I attacked her breasts with my mouth. I sucked hard on her nipple. Her hard nipples made her breasts seem larger than they were. Which made it bearable to find pleasure in.

"Oh, Sebastian!"Moaned Seelie.

"You like don't you,"I purred. I rocked my body against hers while continuing to give her breasts some attention. Soon all our clothes were scattered around the bedroom. Not that there was much in the first place. Seelie turned up at my apartment door wearing nothing but, a trench coat and heels. While I was in my Egyptian silk boxer shorts. I was a man after all. I have needs that needed to be tended to. Seelie was more than willing to fulfill those needs.

"Sebastian!"Screamed Seelie. As I plunged my tongue across her slit, my hands gripped her inner thighs. In my drunkard haze, she tasted somewhat okay, not great, but just okay really. I continued licking her as she kept screaming out my name. I interested three finger's while licking her up and down. I imagined it was Clary that I was licking out, not Seelie Queensland. (Made it up on the top of my head.) Unfortunately the person my parents want me to marry. Clary tastes so much better her, but she wasn't here. She is still in Germany visiting her parents and dealing with some business deal.

"Yes! Yes, that's the spot!"Screamed Seelie. The corners of my mouth lifted up, a smirk playing across my lips. I knew Seelie was going to hit her release pretty soon. I moved to position myself at her entrance. I lowered myself inside her. I didn't wait for her to adjust to my size. I just immediately began pounding her again and again.

"Oh, Sebastian! Harder, harder! I need more of you!"Screamed Seelie.

"I want to hear you beg for it!"I growled. Suddenly I heard the door slam open and something dropped to the ground, with a loud thud. I pulled out of Seelie and pulled up the covers to both our breast bone's. I turned to find Clary standing at the doorway. Her green eyes are starting glossing over. She looked shocked and hurt.

"Clary, I can explain,"I said quickly.

"This is the last straw Sebastian! I mean it! I'm done! We're done, over with!"Exclaimed Clary. Clary hurried out the room.

I heard the door slam open and shut again. I screamed at Seelie, to dress and get out the apartment. She quickly gathered her things and headed out the door. I spent the rest of the night calling all our friends, some of her family, trying to find out where Clary was. However, no luck. Clary's cell wasn't working, either that or she blocked my number from it.

"Isabelle, call me back, it's Sebastian, I need to talk to you and Simon, it's about Clary. She isn't answering or returning any of my calls. I don't know where she is. Please call me as soon as you."I said.

Two weeks passed and still no luck. She was still nowhere to be found. I even reached out to my parents to try to find her. My father hired a private investigator to track her down. Mark my words, I will find Clary and make her mine again, no matter what it takes. I, Sebastian Verlac am a man of his words.