Rose Petals
G
Minor Chloe/Whitney
Spoilers for 'Visage'
Summary: It's Valentine's Day. What Chloe up to?
It was dark and cold, but the girl before the tombstone didn't really notice.
All she knew was that one of the best things---one of the best people---was now six feet under.
She kneeled in front of the tombstone and placed a card and a rose by his name.
It's been one month since he had officially been claimed dead.
Lana was mourning with Clark and Pete had a date. The girl had enough time to do what she knew she had to do. She began to talk.
"It sucks that you aren't here, but I brought you a corny Valentine's Day card, just like always." The young girl shuddered slightly, the full impact of what had transgressed hitting her hard.
"I miss you. The other's do too. But I'm proud of you." The girl said; shaking her head. "I just wish I could have one last stupid, pointless card from you. Just like always." She sighed, knowing she had said her piece and that it was time to go.
She stood up and began to brush herself off when she noticed three rose petals on clinging to her shirt of her heart.
She remember when he had told her what made her beautiful was her heart, not her face. Although that helped to.
The blonde smiled up at the sky, remembering that conversation. Remembering all the moments when Clark and Lana weren't around. When they were just goofing off.
"Thanks Whitney." She whispered and walked away, feeling the wind like his arm on her shoulder, comforting her and giving her peace.
~end
G
Minor Chloe/Whitney
Spoilers for 'Visage'
Summary: It's Valentine's Day. What Chloe up to?
It was dark and cold, but the girl before the tombstone didn't really notice.
All she knew was that one of the best things---one of the best people---was now six feet under.
She kneeled in front of the tombstone and placed a card and a rose by his name.
It's been one month since he had officially been claimed dead.
Lana was mourning with Clark and Pete had a date. The girl had enough time to do what she knew she had to do. She began to talk.
"It sucks that you aren't here, but I brought you a corny Valentine's Day card, just like always." The young girl shuddered slightly, the full impact of what had transgressed hitting her hard.
"I miss you. The other's do too. But I'm proud of you." The girl said; shaking her head. "I just wish I could have one last stupid, pointless card from you. Just like always." She sighed, knowing she had said her piece and that it was time to go.
She stood up and began to brush herself off when she noticed three rose petals on clinging to her shirt of her heart.
She remember when he had told her what made her beautiful was her heart, not her face. Although that helped to.
The blonde smiled up at the sky, remembering that conversation. Remembering all the moments when Clark and Lana weren't around. When they were just goofing off.
"Thanks Whitney." She whispered and walked away, feeling the wind like his arm on her shoulder, comforting her and giving her peace.
~end