"I love you…"
The message kept playing in my head…It had been almost a week, but I could still hear her voice in my head as if she was saying it right now…
I rubbed my eyes, trying to stay awake. Once again, Aunt Martha was going to be preeetty upset that I didn't get any sleep last night; not because I would be slow at doing my chores, but because she feels that I "work to hard" and that I'm going to "Get sick". Even though I can't necessarily get sick from normal causes like humans can, I HAVE been feeling a little off since I've been staying up late trying to think of what to say to everyone at Titans Tower if/when I go back.
I quickly hopped into bed and pulled the covers over my head, pretending to fall asleep. Aunt Martha walks in and just sighs.
"Connor Kent…I know that you're trying to pull a fast one on me, and you think you might get away with it, but I know enough about life to know that no one your age still sleeps with the lights on"
"Busted…" I sit up and frown at her. For a woman of almost 60, she still looked pretty young. I never really understood that about Smallville; all the people looked a lot younger than they really were. It's probably something in the water.
"Busted is right, young man…" She walked over to the bed and sat down. I could tell that she looked concerned by the way her eyes seemed to frown, even when they didn't move at all. That's one of the things I like about Aunt Martha, she never really has to tell you how she feels; you can see it in her eyes. She looks at me and lightly rubbed my arm. "Is everything ok? This is the third time this week that you've been up all night. Your Uncle John and I are starting to worry that you're going to make this a habit and come home wearing a bat suit."
I chuckled lightly. It's not that the Kent's have anything AGAINST Batman…per say…they just don't feel that running around at night, dressed as a flying rodent is "the best thing" for someone's sanity. "Don't worry….I don't think you'll have to worry about that EVER happening. I've just had a lot of stuff on my mind…work stuff…" I shifted lightly, starting to feel Aunt Martha's "I'm not going to pry, but I expect you to tell me anyways, young man" look, hitting me straight in the face. I stayed silent, trying to wait it out. I guess she could tell it would take a little more to get it out of me.
"You know that your Uncle John and I are here for you, no matter what your decision is. Although it WOULD be nice to have someone here ALL the time that could help out with the farm chores…"
She smiled and chuckled lightly. I could tell that she really DID want me to stay, but couldn't think of a better way to tell me without seeming pushy. She stood up and walked to the door. She turned around and looked at me with a small smile.
"Get some sleep…I'm sure I can talk your Uncle John into giving you at least a few hours more to sleep." She turned back around and started to head out.
"Aunt Martha?" She turned around and looked at me, smiling.
"Yes sweetie?"
"Thanks…"
"That's what I'm here for honey." She smiled and walked off into the hallway, turning out the lights in my room as she left.
I slide down under the covers, smiling. Maybe things aren't as bad as I thought they would be. I reached over, grabbing my cell phone.
"Cal….Caleb…Cassie…" I looked at her name in my contact book for a few seconds before clicking it.
"I can do this….just take a deep breath…."
I put the phone up to ear, my hands shaking and my heart pounding.
Ring….Ring….Ring….
" Hello? C-Connor? Is….Is this really you?...By Almighty Zeus…PLEASE let it really be you…."
I could hear the sleepiness still in her voice, and I wanted to hang up to let her sleep, but I know that it was to late to turn back now. I took a breath and closed me eyes.
"Y-Ya…its me…Connor…"
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I know its kinda short and choppy, but I hope you like it!