A/N: Hey everyone! I am back. This is a sequel to Loving Friends. This will not go with the story line of Smallville at all. Just continuing on. I hope all is well.

This is 4 years later.

Chloe POV

Chapter 1

I grabbed my bag and went to head out the door of my dorm. As I exit I run right into Pete, my new boyfriend.

"Hey Pete." I say leaning up and giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

"Hey Chloe. How are you today? I was just running up here to walk you to class." Pete replied after our kiss.

I smiled at him. "I am good. You don't have to walk me to my class though."

"Really I don't mind, I mean it is your last final before you graduate. Are you nervous?" He asks as we descend the stairs and head to my building.

"I am pretty nervous, but I already have my job set up at The Planet. I am just in that in between emotion of nervous-excited." I tell him being truthful. He just looks at me and gives me his small smile.

We are crossing the quad and Pete reaches down and takes my hand. We get to the outside of the building and I gently pull my hand away. I know I should not be this way with Pete, but ever since Clark...I just haven't been able to be someone as intimately and that includes hand holding. Pete pretends not to notice, but I can tell it bothers him.

"Well...Good luck in there, even though you don't need it." Pete encourages.

"Thanks." I say and then enter the building.

I go in and take my seat. I am a little bit early, so this starts me thinking. Which here lately I hate doing. Any time I have some extra time, I start thinking about myself and why I feel so horrible. I think about Clark. This is what usually causes me to start crying, but not now, I am all cried out. Clark at the beginning of our second year in college was "summoner" by Jol-El (his father of sorts) and was set with the task of training himself to get ready to be a savior. Clark came to me in the middle of my dorm. Which that night didn't seem so odd, Clark was always stopping by and we would have a little make out session or something like that. He sat me down and told me he had to leave and that he was sorry, but he could no longer be with me. Clark broke me that night. Not just my heart, but me. Clark had been the one person I had, but after that night he left. I have not seen or heard from Clark in almost 3 years. It really hurt me and I was a mess for honestly the first 6 months, but who could I turn to? I ended up just throwing myself into my school work and my internship at The Planet. It really seems to have been for the best though, or so I keep telling myself.

My professor came in and everyone got quiet and serious.

"Okay. Let's begin our final." Professor Finch said. With that he handed out the final. My last final before I started out in the real world.

6 Months Later

I had just moved into my new loft. It was all one open space, besides my bedroom which overlooked the space. No walls, besides the bathroom of course. It was my ideal living space, ever since the whole thing with my father I have problems being alone and being able to see my whole space was very comforting.

Pete came in carrying two more boxes from his truck.

"That is the last of it." He smiled at me as he set the two boxes down in the livingroom space.

"Awesome!" I say I as go down the stairs from my bedroom after putting a couple of boxes up there.

I go into the kitchen and grab a couple of bottled waters out of the refrigerator and give him one.

"Thanks." Pete says as he sits down on my couch and motions for me to sit with him.

I sit down next to him and he pulls me into the side of his body. I tense slightly, but being with Pete is getting so much better. I have told him what happened with my Dad, I couldn't tell him about the "going into hiding", but that he was murdered and I saw and that now it is just hard for me to be with people. Pete has been the sweetest guy. He never forces me. He will hold my hand and we kiss, but it hasn't gone any farther. I can tell he wants to, but I just can't.

"So this place is wonderful. I am so glad you are close to me." Pete enthuses.

I am sure he is happy. Pete lives only 5 blocks from me. Pete has his own place. Pete graduated the year before me in college and runs one of the most successful night clubs in Metropolis. The name of his place is called, "Palace". His place is actually above the club he owns. Pete had offered to let me live with him before I had even graduated, but I declined him. My one good friend, Kelly, told me..and I quote "Just move in with Mister Sexy." At this I laughed with her. Not that Pete isn't good looking, he is very muscular, dark complected, and very smart. He is a little short though, but still a couple inches taller than me. I just couldn't bring myself to move in with him. I had inherited quite a bit of money from my father's life insurance and selling our old house, so buying my loft was not that hard of a sum to come up with. Money for me has not been an issue, but what I would really love is to have my father and none of the money. Unfortunately that will never happen.

"Yeah it is nice that we live so close." I say giving him a smile back. I lay my head back on the couch and think I am about to fall asleep.

"You know, when I offered you to stay with me?" Pete questioned as I jerk my eyes wide open.

"Yeah...I remember." I reply hesitantly.

"Well, I just want you to know. That offer is still available. If at any time you are wanting to come live with me, you are more than welcome."

"Thanks Pete. That really means a lot to me, but I think I will enjoy doing this on my own for a while. Plus I don't want to lose all my beauty sleep with Palace going crazy." I say teasing him.

"Are you saying I am not getting my beauty sleep?!" Pete teases me back and tickles my side a little bit.

He notices when I tense, but doesn't say anything.