Clark stood at the door listening to someone inside being sick. This had happened over and over again. He didn't know what to do for her. It was the one girl he couldn't save and the one girl he desperately wanted to.
"Lois?" he said, trying to sound kind and caring.
Silence from within.
"Lois, let me in. we need to talk." He heard the door unlock and he slowly pushed the door open. Lois sat on the floor, tears running down her face and her knees wrapped around herself.
"oh…" he said, suddenly feeling extreamly guilty for intruding on such a private moment.
"why?" she said, her voice wavering. "why do I have to be perfect?"
"You don't have to be" he said, kneeling down in front of her.
"I want help. I cant do this anymore. Everyone else is perfect and I want to be perfect too."
"ok, we'll find you a place to go to."
"thank you."
AUTHORS NOTE: ok, I kno its really short and not that great, but I found a picture that is a bit disturbing and… well… I need to tell you all that have eating disorders or wake up every morning, look in the mirror and say to themselves "I want a body like on TV. I hate my body. Its horrible" or something along those lines. So… just look at this link. See what you think of movie stars then: it shows up…
If it doesn't, type it in on photo bucket (type in lois lane) go to the second page. It's the second picture of her being carried out of the water my aqua man. You'll understand when you see it….