Author: LCA
Disclaimer: Does special disclaiming dance to the Disclaiming God, who shines down upon me and doesn't sue.
Distribution: ask, beg, take, cherish!
Pairings: Clana
a/n: ok, it's weird, I know, but I thought it was a really haunting idea that was worth sharing. review if you like it, review if you don't. JUST REVIEW!!!!!
Stay With Me
* * *
"Stay with me," he whispered into her long black hair as he nuzzled her neck. Clark was lying in bed with her, not wanting to get up.
"You know I can't." She responded with a sigh, pushing away and starting to get up.
Clark hooked his arm around her slender waist and pulled her back down and into a kiss. She giggled and didn't resist. Soon their kiss deepened.
I could stay like this forever, Clark thought to himself after they pulled apart. She gave him her special smile before resting her head on his chest as he absently stroked her hair. "I'm sorry," he whispered to her.
"I know."
"Don't you hate me?" He asked her.
"Of course not."
He didn't know what else to say, so he just didn't say anything. She lifted her head, as if she had heard something. Clark tensed; they were calling her back. She looked at him apologetically as she stood up.
"Wait. Stay with me." He pleaded.
She just shook her head, her long black hair shinning in the cold moonlight coming from the window. "Goodbye, Clark."
Clark woke up with a jolt. For a moment he didn't know where he was, and in his confused state, he looked frantically for Lana. Then in a flash he remembered. She was dead. He hadn't saved her in time, hadn't been fast enough. The pain caught him in its torrent and didn't let him go. Gasping for breath, he felt a tear trickle down his cheek.
"Stay with me," he whispered to the night, but only darkness answered. Only his slowing sobs filled the room.
Wiping the last of his tears away, he lay back down and tried to fall asleep; but his heart felt broken, and his arms felt empty because she wasn't in them.
Disclaimer: Does special disclaiming dance to the Disclaiming God, who shines down upon me and doesn't sue.
Distribution: ask, beg, take, cherish!
Pairings: Clana
a/n: ok, it's weird, I know, but I thought it was a really haunting idea that was worth sharing. review if you like it, review if you don't. JUST REVIEW!!!!!
Stay With Me
* * *
"Stay with me," he whispered into her long black hair as he nuzzled her neck. Clark was lying in bed with her, not wanting to get up.
"You know I can't." She responded with a sigh, pushing away and starting to get up.
Clark hooked his arm around her slender waist and pulled her back down and into a kiss. She giggled and didn't resist. Soon their kiss deepened.
I could stay like this forever, Clark thought to himself after they pulled apart. She gave him her special smile before resting her head on his chest as he absently stroked her hair. "I'm sorry," he whispered to her.
"I know."
"Don't you hate me?" He asked her.
"Of course not."
He didn't know what else to say, so he just didn't say anything. She lifted her head, as if she had heard something. Clark tensed; they were calling her back. She looked at him apologetically as she stood up.
"Wait. Stay with me." He pleaded.
She just shook her head, her long black hair shinning in the cold moonlight coming from the window. "Goodbye, Clark."
Clark woke up with a jolt. For a moment he didn't know where he was, and in his confused state, he looked frantically for Lana. Then in a flash he remembered. She was dead. He hadn't saved her in time, hadn't been fast enough. The pain caught him in its torrent and didn't let him go. Gasping for breath, he felt a tear trickle down his cheek.
"Stay with me," he whispered to the night, but only darkness answered. Only his slowing sobs filled the room.
Wiping the last of his tears away, he lay back down and tried to fall asleep; but his heart felt broken, and his arms felt empty because she wasn't in them.