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"I had a great time tonight Jace. Thank you." Clary said as they climbed up the never-ending stair well to her room.
He squeezed her hand and said, "So did I."
They stopped in front of Clary's door, and she leaned against the door frame.
"Good night," she yawned.
"Good night." Jace said, leaning to brush his lips across hers. It started off gently and then progressed into an aggressive passion.
Clary was first to pull back, gasping for breath. She stared up into the eyes of the boy in front of her, taking him all in. His slightly tousled hair, flushed cheeks, his crooked grin that never seemed to leave his face.
He smiled and leaned down to kiss her cheek, whispering in her ear, "I'll see you tomorrow." And with that he turned on his heal and sauntered down the hall.
Clary slipped in side her room, softly closing the door behind her. She peeled off her dress and pulled on her night gown, before sliding into bed. Her thoughts were focused on Jace, and she found it hard to sleep with him on her mind.
She thought about how sweet he had been just earlier, how soft and gentle his touch was. It didn't seem like him. Or maybe, she thought. Maybe that's the real him and the other side of him doesn't seem like him… By now she was just confusing herself. Maybe tomorrow I'll demon hunting. That always clears my head.
That was one thing no one knew about Clarissa Morgenstern. Her passion for demon hunting. Usually she would sneak off in the night, dressed in her black, tight fitting, sexy looking gear, but now was not the time. Not when she was so tired.
Clary didn't understand why she loved hunting demons. It could possibly be the adrenaline rush she got from being in potential danger, or simply killing demons and releasing her anger.
Ever since she was thirteen she had gone with her brother to the skirts of Alicante, a large city near the edge of Idris, where demons tend to lurk around waiting for the wards to go down so they could attack.
It was hard getting there due to the amount of people who kept watch of the city gates. They never let any one pass, so she and Sebastian had to be careful about it. Because it was such a dangerous place, they stocked up on weapons of all kinds. Daggers, swords, seraph blades, bows and arrows… she was particularly skilled with hand to hand, even against demons.
Seb, always worrying, brought a stele with him, not that Clary or him ever needed it.
It was nice, though. Like their brother sister bonding time.
Clary felt her eyelids start to close, and she let herself drift off, dreaming of the events she was to partake in tomorrow…
I know, I know. It's been a while since I last updated and now this is a short chapter. Please don't kill me!
I have been bombarded with school work, and what not, plus Christmas is coming and I had a LOT of shopping to do.
But I am very very very sorry that I didn't give you a long chapter. This was kind of a filler.
Any way, please don't be too mad, and review!
I will update soon! I promise I am working on it.