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Hey guys! This is chapter 12 so I hope you enjoy reading it. Sorry for taking so long to update, life has not been kind at the moment and I've been focused on writing my other book Random Thoughts. So please forgive me for that and I hope this doesn't hurt your eyes the spacing may be weird. Sorry for any spelling errors, feel free to point them out in a comment or PM me.

Ok! NO more stalling Enjoy!

Alec rapped on the wooden door to an apartment he knew well. He didn't have to wait very long as the door opened revealing a certain spiky-haired Asian warlock. Magnus leaned against the door frame in a flattering pose. "Well, hello, Alexander. Come on in."

Alec accepted Magnus' invitation and stepped inside his apartment. He pulled the door closed slowly, then turned to follow his boyfriend into the den. Magnus smirked at Alec, while he sat down on the sofa. "So? Come to visit your lovely boyfriend today?" Magnus asked, wriggling his eye brows playfully. Alec chuckled and rolled his eyes, "Actually, I've come to scold my lovely boyfriend."

Magnus' smile faltered, but he didn't let that ruin the mood; so he decided to play along. "Really? What did I do now?" he asked, putting a hand over his heart in mock-surprise and batted his eyes innocently.

"You helped my sister, that's what." Alec replied seriously. Seeing his partner's serious expression Magnus decided to listen to what he had to say.

"Earlier, I found Isabelle alone in the training room and she was… crying." Magnus' eyes widened with worry, but he kept silent, urging Alec to continue. "She was so sad and wouldn't stop repeating the words, 'it hurts"

"Oh my gosh! What happened to her?" Magnus wondered, a panicked feeling welling up in his chest.

"She had a fight with Simon and he hit her," Alec began, clenching his fist in anger. "then she told him that she didn't want to be his 'girlfriend' and that she wouldn't help him anymore, there's like a couple of more details, but that pretty much the gist of it." Alec explained, while a brotherly sense over protectiveness came over him.

"Oh." Magnus stated, unsure of what else to say. But then a thought occurred to him. "What is she going to do?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

Alec nodded. "She doesn't want me, nor anyone else to do anything. Apparently, she wants to deal with on her own, in her own way." he clarified, shaking his head with disagreement.

Magnus thought for a moment, then commented, "Well, if that's her decision, I say we respect it. It's her choice and we shouldn't meddle in her business."

Alec sighed. "I was hoping you wouldn't say that." Magnus chuckled and patted his boyfriend on the back. "Don't worry. We'll just have to keep an eye on her."

A couple of days later, Isabelle lay upside down on the couch and boredly looked through a demon handbook she had found in the Institute's library. Finally, she stumbled upon a page she found interesting.

The painted picture of the demon was just a silhouette with a tall broad size. There was nothing definite like scales or skin, but Isabelle could make out that demon had bright cat-like yellow eyes and large spikes protruding from its back. Her brows furrowed as she stared at the picture, seeing that the image was shrouded in a mysterious fog like shadow. She looked towards the description and saw the name of the strange demon, "Phantasma" (A/N: Latin for Phantom. I couldn't remember some of the demons so I had to make this one up. Sorry about that)

"This seems… cool." Isabelle stated and continued to read on:

The Phantasma, also know as The Shadow is one of the most rare demons to be discovered by the Shadow Hunters. Its figure is indefinite, but the picture portrayed here is of its original form. This mysterious demon seems to always be surrounded by a cloud of dark mist which is probably where its name has originated from. Not much is known about The Shadow, but Shadow Hunters that have come in contact with the demon say the spikes on its back excrete and shoot a strong poison that once someone has come in contact with skin is fatal. The poison is unfortunately incurable and kills the body slowly. The cloud of fog around the demon is said to be a toxic vapour and has different effects depending on the person. The last thing known about this dark creature is that if one were to look in the eyes of the Phantasma , the person would lose all their memories and become a completely lost soul; it is unsure if the memories can be regained. The Shadow lays only one egg every one hundred years and the parent soon dies after the offspring is hatched. They are usually found –

Isabelle was startled and dropped her book, when she heard the doorbell ring. Isabelle grumbled and irritably yelled for Alec to get the door. The doorbell wouldn't stop ringing, "Alec! Get the damn door!" Isabelle hollered, annoyed and too lazy to get the door herself. She kept calling for her older brother, but soon gave up. As she was climbing off the couch a thought occurred to her, Oh. I forgot, Alec went to Magnus'.Isabelle blushed with embarrassment, then stomped off towards the door, the musical sound of the door bell not quitting.

"What?!" Isabelle shouted as she flung the door open. Her mouth hung when she saw who was standing at outside on the steps. Soon she regained her composure and narrowed her eyes at a certain male. Simon. He held a bouquet of purple orchids, her favorite, and box of what she assumed was chocolates. She rolled her eyes at another cliché action Simon had committed. "What do you want?" she questioned icily.

Simon flinched at her tone, but smiled at her nervously. "These are for you." he said, raising his hands and showing what he possessed to Isabelle.

"I don't want them." she answered stoically. Simon could sense the already tense situation rising and more awkwardness settled around them. "So…how are you?" Simon asked, trying to make small talk.

"How do you think I am?" she snapped, annoyed. Simon looked at her ruefully, a shimmer of guilt evident in his eyes. "Isabelle, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to. I just got worked up and I was upset and I didn't know what I was doing." he said trying to give Isabelle a good explanation. The said girl, however, stared at him unaffectedly.

"Don't give me that bullshit, Simon."

Simon cringed at her words. "But, Isabelle, I'm so sorry. Can't you see that? I'm sorry."he pleaded and continuously apologized. Though a part of Isabelle really wanted to get forgive Simon already, she was still mad and wanted to show him she wasn't just another "easy girl". "I don't accept your apology." she said flatly.

Simon looked at her exasperated, trying to think of something else he could say to give her another reason to forgive him. At last, he finally came up with something. "Isabelle you're like one of my closest friends and I'm really sorry I hit you. It won't happen again. I'm really sorry, I need you"

Isabelle eyes flashed with longing, which was soon replaced with a burning anger. She glared at the vampire, "Don't say that to me. You don't need me. The only time you 'need' me is when you want something from me or you want me to do something. No thanks. I don't need your so-called 'friendship' anymore." Isabelle answered coldly. And with that said she slammed the Institute doors shut.

Isabelle leaned against the closed door, and then slumped to the floor. "Ugh, why do I miss him? This is so annoying, why do relationships have to be so complicated and have so much drama?"

Outside the Institute's doors, Simon's head hung low as he stared at the place Isabelle had vacated a couple of minutes ago. What was he suppose to do now? It seemed as if he was asking himself that same question a lot lately. Simon trudged down the stairs and strutted down the sidewalk with his shoulders sagging.

Simon sighed, Now I'll have to come up with something else to get her to forgive me. So, she's not the chocolate-and-flowers type of girl. I wonder what her type of thing is, anyway… I'm sure her brother, Alec would know, but that's just another awkward situation right there. Hmm, I guess I could ask Clary what Isabelle would want. Hey… Simon thought wheels turning in his head rapidly. If I ask Clary what to do about Isabelle, I would get to spend time with her and then we could grow close through this situation...This is awesome! I'm killing two birds with one stone.

He looked down at the bouquet and chocolates that were still in his hand; he didn't need them. He contemplated whether Clary would want them. She loved chocolates, flowers on the other hand, not so much. Simon shrugged his shoulders, and then threw the orchids in a nearby trash can as he walked down the street.

With this in mind, Simon eagerly rushed towards Clary's house with the chocolate boxes in hand

"Thanks for the chocolates, Simon, they're really good, but why didn't you give them to Isabelle instead?" she asked curiously while she gobbled up a caramel chocolate. Simon rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, "They were actually for her, but I think she's allergic to something in them or something like that." Simon lied smoothly.

Clary narrowed her eyes at her best friend, clearly detecting the lie. She noted the way he bit his lips and looked away from her as he answered. "So what's the real reason?" Clary interrogated casually and continued to eat her chocolate. Simon was silenced by his friend's question and unsure if he should tell her or not. He looked over at Clary to see her peering at him as she ate her chocolate and acted as if the question was something that was normally asked. Simon squirmed uncomfortable under her piercing gaze, and though, he was a vampire, Clary's gaze scared him.

Simon decided to tell her the truth, but not exactly the whole truth. "We got into a fight," he began, editing out the part where they had fought over what to do about Clary. "And things got pretty heated. I got pretty angry and that clouded my rationality, so I … hit her…" he said recounting the events ashamed. Clary gasped, eyes rounded in disbelief. Simon hit Isabelle? Simon? She couldn't believe it Simon would never do something like that.

"What happened after that?" she inquired. Simon continued on about the events that had occurred and told them from his perspective; making sure that he did not give away anything remotely suspicious. Clary listened intently, her adrenaline rising upon hear what had gone on.

"So today, I went to apologize to her and brought her that box of chocolates, but she's still pretty mad at me and she won't take them. I guess it's pretty understandable, but I really want her to know that I'm really sorry." Simon said sadly. Clary patted her friend's hand – with Simon blushing bashfully in response to the contact – and glancing at him, she could see that Simon was really bothered by what he had done.

She smiled at him comfortingly and suggested, "You need to show her that you're sincere in your apology and not just playing with her. Try visiting her every day to apologize, show her that you won't take 'no' as an answer. Being a girl, from what I know, girls like it when guys fight for them. It tells the girl that they mean something to the person and that they're worth fighting for. I heard there's also a party the in the Seelie Court happening a week from now, the whole gang is invited, so you could also try talking to her there." Simon grunted on response, nodding at points Clary made.

"Alright, fine. I'll do it." Simon agreed, hoping that Clary's idea would finally get Isabelle to forgive him. . "Thanks, Clary, you're the best." Simon grinned then pulled Clary by the arm into a tight bear hug, wanting her to be close to him. Clary smiled, glad that she had been able to help her friend. "I'm always here for you."

"I know." Simon said and Clary could imagine smirk that had appeared on his face. Simon hugged Clary a bit tighter, and then finally released her. He excused himself, telling her that he had some other things he needed to attend to. Clary waved good-bye and wished him luck with Isabelle.

I hope things turn out well for them. Clary thought.

A/N: Thanks for reading! So I hope you liked this chapter. The way Isabelle yelled at Simon my gosh she is a strong girl! XD Sorry again for the spacing and errors. Please comment and vote! I love it when you guys do it always makes my day when I receive and read one. :)

Chapter questions, yes questions more than one XD

1. Have you ever meddled into a friend/someone you know's business? Even just a little? Haha be honest people! I admit I have before ^W^;

2. If you messed up, almost as big as Simon, what would you do to make it up to the person?

Thanks for reading and all the support!