Pairing: Lex/Clark (eventually)
Rating: R
Summary: Lex is kidnapped and held against his will. Slowly he starts to forget about everything and everyone that ever matter to him. Even his relationship with Clark. When Lex is rescued he'll have to start his life over again. Especially learning to trust and love people again.
Author's note: I really don't know where I'm going with this story of if I'll even finish it. It was just an idea that popped in my head. This is my second Smallville fic. This is a slash fic. Check out my other story. It's called Electric blue eyes. Let me know what you think of this.
"Help me! Let me out please! Help me! I'll be good I swear! I won't be a bad boy anymore!" His screams had been reduced to that of whimpers like a small boy. "I won't be bad anymore." It was a choked whisper as he rocked back and forth. He hugged his knees tightly to his chest.
"Won't be bad." he whispered. He honestly didn't know how long he had been here. He didn't even know why he was here. "Help me." he could feel the hot tears stinging his face again. He hadn't cried since he was a little boy. But crying was all he seemed to do these days.
It felt as though anything that was ever him was gone. It had disappeared the day that he had been kidnapped and thrown into this hellhole. Absentmindly he tugged at the chain on his ankle.
He swore he heard voices. But they had left him alone for days. Part of him didn't even remember who he used to be. The memories of his friends and family started to disappear. Maybe he never had any friends or family. Maybe he diserved this. Why else would her be here?
"I'll be good. Won't be bad." he choked out. But he knew on one was listening. His captors had left him alone for days. He guessed he should be thankful. If his captors left him than they wouldn't hurt him.
He hoped that they never came back. Then they could never hurt him again. But if they never came back then he would never get out of here. "NO!" the scream erupted from his throat again.
He felt his hands drop to his side. He tried to lean back against the wall but he regretted it as soon as he did. The cuts on his bare back still hadn't healed. Slowly he looked down at his hands. They were scraped and bloody from sratching and banging on the walls. They didn't even look like his hands anymore.
Wait. He swore he heard voices. "Please!" he screamed. "Let me out! I'll be a good boy! I swear! I won't be bad anymore!" his voice was pleading. Flashlights? Sure enough he swore he saw people running towards him with flashlights. "I see him! He's in there! The door's open!"
Suddenly he saw someone kneeling in front of him. It was a boy. A boy with bright green eyes. The boy reached out a hand. "No don't touch me! Please? I won't be bad anymore. I swear." he whimpered.
"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you again." He looked at the boy again. "Lex it's okay. I promise." Who was this boy? Lex thought. He looked so familiar. Lex couldn't remember anything anymore. But he could see love in the boy's eyes. "Come on. Let's get him out of here."