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AN: I guess I forgot to mention that this is strictly a Chlex fic. So anyone who are not much of a Chlex fan consider this a fair warning.
It falls apart
Chapter 2
Lex held onto the bottle of scotch as if it was his only life line. It has been an hour since Chloe left him with her parting words.
If he hadn't been feeling the overwhelming loss he would actually start working on that time machine. But he felt like wallowing in the river of self-pity, so he found comfort in the one true constant in his life, alcohol. Granted he was a long way from getting drunk, but he'd get there eventually. He just wanted to feel numb and alcohol can guarantee such an event.
He's experienced betrayal after betrayal in his life. But Chloe leaving him for Oliver Queen hurt him the most. She may never know it but she has always been capable of wounding him more than anyone.
Oliver Queen. He hated the man since his days at Excelsior Academy. He told her all about his high school torment during her summer in hiding. The fact that she discarded him in exchange for Queen made the pain in his heart worse.
A light bulb was lit at that thought. She would never do that to him. Maybe she was only using Queen to really break things off with him. Four months and she still thought they were together, just as he did. Jimmy Olsen would never have been a factor she said. If he hadn't gone further with his fake relationship with Lana he and Chloe would have still been together.
He remembered Chloe marching into his study armed with the Inquisitor which headlined speculations of his relationship with Lana. She threw it across the table and muttered that it was supposed to be her on that photograph with him and she then proceeded to give him a mind-numbing orgasm.
He wanted to go back to that day and tell her that she was the only one for him. He should really start working on that time-machine. Now that he thought about it she has given him more than plenty of opportunities to make their relationship something more than sex.
He downed another glass of his drink. He reached blindly for his drawer and took out surveillance pictures of her. His security still kept an eye on her. He always feared that she would end up in a ditch, dead and did everything in his power to ensure that she wouldn't, not that it helped lessen her hospital visits.
He knew he loved her ever since that summer. He planned a romantic dinner for the two of them once everything had settled down upon her 'resurrection'. But she stood him up. Instead she spent the night being devoted to Clark. Despite the fact that he knew she was under the influence of meteor rocks he couldn't help but be hurt at the knowledge that she chose to devote herself to someone else and not him. That ruined his plans for their great romance. Since then he treated what they had as simply about his baser needs.
He should get up his ass and fight for her. Beg her to give him another chance. Lana didn't matter. Not his supposed child in her womb. Chloe was all that mattered. He'll get her back. He was Lex Luthor after all.
Lex set his glass down with renewed determination. He was going to get Chloe back. He could find out her location with one phone call. He should start thinking of ways to convince her that she belonged with him. Grand romantic gestures, public gestures. He didn't care if he would come off as a complete villain if he ditched his fiancée, the mother of his future child. Clark Kent can play the hero on that one.
Maybe it was wishful thinking on his part, but he hoped that Lana found herself unable to resist the farm boy and strayed. He wanted Chloe to be the only one to bear his children. Lex pinched the bridge of his nose as he thought of ways to get rid of Lana.
And if all else fail then he'd make sure that he had scientists working on that time machine.
His mind was running a mile a minute that he did not see his uninvited guest enter the room.
"What was Chloe doing here?" Oliver Queen uttered as he sat across from Lex without invitation.
"What are you doing here?" he shot back at his former classmate, the impenetrable Luthor mask firmly in place.
"I was supposed to meet Chloe an hour ago. She didn't show. My security team told me that this was her last known location." The blonde replied as he crossed his arms across his chest.
Lex sneered at the other man, so he was wrong to think that Chloe would not pick Queen over him. But the man had no idea why Chloe would be at the mansion visiting him, therefore Lex had the upper hand.
"Can't hold onto Ms. Lane so you settle for Ms. Sullivan?" Lex mockingly countered.
"I think of it more as an upgrade. Chloe is obviously the better of the two. Her loyalty knows no bounds, her intelligence can match mine, and her instincts can go no wrong. And her body..." Oliver looked dazed as he talked about Chloe.
Lex was outraged as he listened to him chatter on and on about Chloe's attributes. He longed to shout that he knew all there is to know about Chloe Sullivan. He wanted wring Oliver's neck at the thought of the other man touching his Chloe.
"So I ask again, what was she doing here?" Oliver interrupted his murderous thoughts.
"We just concluded our business arrangement." Lex replied coolly.
"I find it hard to believe that she would associate with the likes of you Luthor. Where is she?" Oliver demanded.
"I have no idea." He answered honestly. But one call from him and the security detail he set up for her can inform him of her whereabouts. Not that he would tell Ollie that.
He was waiting for his reaction and was surprised to see real concern cross the face of Oliver Queen.
"Do you mean to tell me that you've developed feelings for Ms. Sullivan?" Lex looked at him archly.
Oliver laughed humorlessly. "It's just sex, for her at least. I've never worried like this with Lois and I've been only seeing Chloe for the last two weeks."
"Why don't you go on your merry way now? I already told you she isn't here. Have you asked Kent? She's probably with him." His tone was caustic and mocking.
"He's not picking up." Was the quiet reply.
"Maybe they sailed off to the sunset. Chloe and Clark, has a certain ring to it." So Oliver also viewed Clark as a threat. He should join the club; it'll take him awhile to climb through the ranks since Lex himself was founder and president.
"So you got stood up for your date, you probably need a drink." Lex was feeling generous; the only time that Chloe stood him up was when she drank the vile meteor drink. He poured more scotch in his glass and slid it towards Queen.
Oliver gave him an angry look but downed the contents in one gulp. "It wasn't for a date. She was supposed to go to Star City with me."
"Going away for the weekend?" he asked all nonchalant.
"No. She agreed to live with me."
Lex shot up from his chair and turned away from the other man.
"I find that hard to believe. Miss Sullivan is hardly the kind of person who would give up her dream of becoming a top reporter at the Daily Planet just for a man she's fucked for two weeks." Lex' sardonic words ricocheted across the room.
"I don't think you know Chloe as well as you thought. Besides it's none of your business." Oliver replied curtly.
"Yet here you are, drinking my scotch, asking me about her whereabouts."
"Listen Luthor, if I find out that you've done something to her-"
"You barge in here demanding to know if she was here and now you're accusing me of doing something to her. You have overstayed your welcome here Queen. Get out." Lex practically glowered as he faced him again.
"I don't hear you denying it. Why was she here Luthor?" irritation tainted Oliver's voice.
Before Lex could answer his phone rang. As he picked it up he saw the Chloe's name, he couldn't help the twitch of his lips at the thought that Chloe would call him but not Oliver.
"Luthor." He greeted her gruffly.
"Lex, I'm in the hospital-"
Concern over her well-being filled his entire body, "I'm on my way."
He was just about to hang up on her. "Lex, it's Lana, she lost the baby." She broke down after saying the words.
Lex was quiet and then he repeated himself. "I'm on my way."
TBC
