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Three years. That was how long it had been since he had last spoken to Lex. Three years of only seeing him in hallucinations. Three years since he had told Lex he wasn't exactly human.
He wasn't sure how Lex was going to react. Mad? Sure, Clark had lied to him for god knows how many years. Inquisitive? Hell, yeah, Lex didn't make it to the top of the scientific community by just letting something like that go. But scared? That wasn't even on the table. He didn't think his friend was going to freak out. Lex just didn't do that. Didn't think that Lex could hurt him. But he did.
Thing.
A thing that came to take over the world.
Those words stayed with him. When he wouldn't talk to Chloe about what happened. When he decided against going home to the Kents.
Thing
He never thought he'd be alone. Lex had said their friendship would be the stuff of legends but in the end, well, there was that word: end. Legends don't end.
The papers said that Superman would become a legend. One that would be told to children of the next generation. They didn't understand that Superman wasn't going anywhere. He was there to stay. Never aging. Never dying. Until the end of the world.
"You have no idea how hard it is to find you."
Well, there he went again, voices. Conversations repeated over and over.
"I'm sorry."
That was new, normally it was accusations.
"Clark, I didn't mean it. It slipped out; I've been looking for you for three years, Clark, three years since I made that stupid comment. Your parents don't even know where you are. The only reason they know you're okay is because Superman saves the day. Clark, turn around, please."
He didn't want to turn. Didn't want the moment to end. He knew that if he turned there wouldn't be anyone there. Just like it always happened.
"Clark, say something."
He couldn't. They ridiculed him when he did. Said he was crazy and pumped more kryptonite into him.
A hand on his shoulder made him jump.
"It's okay; I'm not scared of you."
He would be, if he were real. Who wouldn't be afraid of a freak like him? So he ran. Left the illusion, not looking back. Just like always.