Hello people, I'm sorry, I know I have a lot of stories to update (and also a lot to read & comment) but… well… I just can ask you to be patient… my life is not easy right now, but… I'll finish all them, don't worry ;)
Too late - 1
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Clark opened the door and Chloe came in. It was breakfast time, so they went into the kitchen and talked while Clark drunk his coffee.
"I've been following Lex' movements as you asked me" Chloe told "… and if you still want to go into the mansion to investigate what he knows about you, this is the moment"
"Are you sure?" Clark wondered "I don't want him to know we've been there"
"He is in New York for three days, and he's taking half of the security staff with him… it will be easy to control the cameras…"
"What about Lionel?"
"That's the only problem… he's staying but… he always comes back late from the Luthor Corp., so I think we have an opportunity…"
"I don't want to risk…" Clark said leaving his cup on the table.
"I could make sure he doesn't go home early…" they listened to Martha's voice, who was standing at the door.
"Would you be able to do that, Mrs. Kent?" Chloe wondered.
"No, there's no way she…"
"Clark, we need to know what Lex knows about you… I could ask Lionel to come home and help me with some business about the senate… I could entertain him until Chloe and you have finished…"
"It seems a good plan to me…" Chloe said.
"It's not" Clark muttered upset, but the next day, about seven o'clock, Martha came downstairs to let Lionel come in…
"Hi, Martha" he said.
"Hi" she answered closing the door after him "Thanks for coming, I really need help to prepare this meeting… I don't know any of the men who are coming and… I've done my research but…"
"You need more information than that… I understand" he smiled sitting on the couch "I can tell you since the name of the nurse who attended their birth, to the dentist they visit when they have toothache" he said, and Martha giggled.
"I don't think I'm going to need those details, but I really appreciate your help, Lionel" she said "I'll make some tea… are you hungry? I have some cakes and muffins"
"I'm not, but if they're done by you I'll find a place for them"
The time passed and Martha gazed the clock to check the time. It was almost nine o'clock and she had no news from Clark and Chloe.
"It's late, isn't it? Maybe I should go home…" Lionel muttered realizing Martha was looking at the time.
"No, it's ok… Why don't you stay for dinner? Clark will be late and… I don't like being alone…"
"I guess I'm not able to reject an invitation like this" he answered smiling and following Martha to the kitchen.
They just had a salad and a couple glasses of vine, that Lionel filled again when they came back to the sitting room and sat on the couch, in front of the fire, and under a blanket they shared.
"For our friendship" Lionel toasted, and Martha smiled.
"…for it to long forever" she added. And they sipped, and when she put her glass down she found herself closer to him, they were close enough to feel each other's breath caressing their faces and… she felt ok. That didn't make her feel any uncomfortable, and neither made it the feeling of his lips touching hers… And then that thought went out of her mind and the only thing she was able to feel was the shivering his hands produced her while caressing her skin. It was like if, suddenly, her body had become nothing but a puppet on his hands and… she liked it, she loved the feeling of being just his.
Time passed slowly while their clothes covered the floor and their bodies loved each other under the soft blanket of the couch. Maybe the watch hands had stopped just for them, maybe the world didn't turned around anymore… but it did, because the sound of a phone made their cloud of happiness come back to the sitting room of the Kent's farm.
"Don't answer" Martha muttered kissing his lips. And he obeyed, and kissed her back after coming back to the movement of their game, but the phone rang again.
"I'm sorry…" he apologized, holding out his arm to take his mobile phone from the pocket of his trousers while Martha moved apart, but he just turned it off to come back with her.
There were no more words, just kisses, lots of kisses and dancing onto the couch until they both exploded of happiness together.
"Martha…" he gasped "I… I…"
"I've enjoyed it too, Lionel" she said kissing him one more time "This has been…"
"… amazing!" he finished.
"I was gonna say beautiful, but… I guess amazing sound good too" she giggled.
"Oh, Martha… I'd never imagined this would happen, and now… I can't wait to taste your lips again"
"Stop your wait, then" she said, approaching him and kissing his lips. Then he stood up. "Are you leaving?" she wondered.
"I'm gonna call back to whoever bothered us… it might be important" he said kissing her again.
"Ok… I'll be waiting for you" she said covering herself with the blanket.
The world seemed to have changed all of a sudden for Martha… she wasn't able to take that smile away from her face and she felt younger and, why not say it, prettier and sexier than a couple hours ago.
Lionel came back and took her away from her thoughts. He seemed upset.
"What's wrong?" Martha wondered.
"Get dress, we're leaving" he said without even look at her.
"What's the matter? Where are we going?"
"Stop pretending, Martha… You know where was Clark all this time I've been here…"
"Wha-…" but she didn't finish her exclamation… She'd absolutely forgotten about Clark… so she got dressed and followed Lionel to the car without saying anything else and trying not to cry.
When they arrived to the mansion, Lionel grabbed her arm hardly and took her out of the car and into the house, to a dark room in the cellar, where Clark and Chloe were tied up to a couple chairs.
"Mom…" Clark said weakly.
"Say hi to your son, Martha" Lionel said taking a chair and making her sit down. But Martha didn't even look at Clark, she felt ashamed because she was able to notice what Lionel was feeling at that moment and… she felt guilty for that.
"Let them go, Lionel… I'm yours, now" Clark muttered.
"Yeah… I guess I could do that… I have the traveller in my hands…" Lionel said with irony and while walking around them. "Don't you understand that if I'd ever wanted to take you, I could have done it the same moment I found out about your secret!" he exclaimed angrily "Leave us alone!" he ordered to the guards at the door, who left immediately.
"Then… what do you want?" Clark asked.
"I thought you trusted on me"
"We were here because of Lex…" Chloe said "…not you, Mr. Luthor"
"This is my house too, Mrs. Sullivan, but thanks for telling. Now, if you please, you can go home…" He said, taking a key from a drawer and opening her handcuffs. "And don't worry about your friends, they'll be home soon, too. Now, GO!"
Chloe looked at Clark, and after understanding an approval on his eyes, she left.
"Lionel… we trust you" Martha said, among her sobs.
"You don't!" he shouted "Wasn't your job to distract me while day came into my house and investigate my son?" Martha said nothing "Wasn't your job to make sure I didn't come back to soon…?" she could notice now the sadness on his voice "… but I would have never guessed you would go so far…"
"I didn't! What happened wasn't planned, Lionel… it was real" she said, with tears coming out from her eyes.
"What happened? What are you talking about?" Clark asked.
"Nothing" Martha quickly answered.
"Oh, no… don't lie your son, Martha… he deserves to know what a wonderful mother he has, one able to bed a man just to protect him.
"What?" Clark exclaimed at the same time Martha broke down and an uncomfortable silence came into the room.
Lionel took another key from the drawer and took off the handcuffs that Clark was wearing… They were green and shiny.
"I'm sorry my guards did this" Lionel said to the boy.
"They knew which ones put on me, Lionel… so I'm sure you're not that much sorry" Clark said "Mom, let's go" and he helped her to stand up.
"Lionel, I…" Martha said with shiny eyes and trembling voice.
"Good night, Mrs. Kent" was his only reply, before they left the room.
A noise of something falling to the ground woke Martha up the next morning. When she opened her eyes found her son taking her clothes out of the wardrobe and putting them into a suitcase.
"Clark?" she said, confused.
"Good morning"
"Clark, what are you doing?"
"We're leaving"
"What?"
"We can't stay here"
"Why not?"
"You went to bed with Lionel Luthor and he could have killed all of us yesterday… for my fault"
"But he didn't" Martha replied standing up and walking closer.
"Not this time…" Clark said. "Get dress and have something to eat after finish this," he pointed the suitcase "I'm going to the bank… we're gonna need all the money we have"
"Clark, where do you want to go?"
"Anywhere he can't find us again"
"But I don't want to go anywhere"
"You come with me, or you stay, mom… but I'm not coming back again" he advised before disappear.
Martha let herself fall onto the bed. She didn't want to run away… but she didn't want to lose her son… she had to make Lionel understand what had really happened…
The servants of the mansion let her come in and indicated her to go to the library. She opened the door carefully and found Lionel sitting on the desk with a glass on one hand and a bottle of whisky on the other.
"Lionel?"
"Look who's here, the biggest whore of the town"
"Ok… I just came to talk but, I guess that won't be possible…" she turned around and made her way to leave but, Lionel stopped her.
"Why don't you stay? We could have a lot of fun together…" he said not letting her open the door.
"Lionel, I don't think…" she said, but he interrupted her…
"…I could pay you very well" he let go, not able to stand himself.
Martha stopped the cry that was coming out, and looked at him. "Lionel, I understand you feel hurt right now, but… Look… Clark wants me to go with him, I don't know where we're going, so… maybe the best thing we can do is forget what happened…" her trembling hand caressed his cheek, she wanted to kiss him, but… it wasn't the right moment… When she retired her hand, Lionel grabbed it.
"kiss me" he said, pulling her closer and stilling a kiss from her lips. He tasted of alcohol, she tasted of tears… lots of tears she couldn't control not to come out. "You're nothing but a bitch" he said, almost losing his balance when pushing her away.
"I'm sorry, Lionel" she said sobbing "I hope you can forgive me someday" and she left.
"Yes, go! Run away! And don't come back! There are lots of whores in the city!" she listened him yelling before leaving the mansion.
In the farm, Clark was waiting outside.
"Where have you gone?" he wondered.
"To say goodbye"
"So you're coming with me?" he asked, and Martha just nodded.
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A few hours later Lionel woke up on the ground of the mansion library with a strong headache. He hardly remembered how he ended up there, but suddenly the image of Martha came to his mind.
"Look who's here, the biggest whore of the town"
"What have I done?" he said to himself vaguely remembering the dialogue they'd had.
"…Clark wants me to go with him…"
He took the car and drove to the farm, but it was empty, it was too late… they were gone.
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TO BE CONTINUED…