Lightening, Thunder, I woke up with a jolt from the memories. I hated
thunderstorms and I was terrified of lightening. Lightening had started
everything. I woke up not knowing were I was then I remembered, Clark, the
Kents. I was in their barn. I had slept on a couch covered with a flannel
blanket. The barn was very nice and the lack of animals made it seem like
an extension of the Kent's house except for the tractor and heavy farm
equipment I couldn't name. I stared out the window and I lost myself in my
thoughts. Lightening had struck a tree next to my house at 2am. The large
oak that had probably been standing for a hundred years crashed into our
house setting it on fire. The tree crashed right into my parent's bedroom.
I ran through the house from my room screaming for my mom and dad. Dad
was already dead. The fire was spreading as I heard fire engines approach
the house. One of the neighbors had dialed 911. I found my mom
unconscienous. I tried dragging her out of the house but began to choke on
the smoke. I fell. Next thing I knew I was being carried out of the house
by a firefighter. I had third degree burns on my sides and a gash on my
forehead. My mom died on the way to the hospital from smoke inhalation.
In less then a half hour I had lost everything. But I was still alive. I
rubbed my scar on my side and stared out the window. I couldn't save them
and I continue to disappoint them.
A noise behind me made me turn my head it was only then that I realize I was crying.
"Dori?"
"Clark. I was just leaving. I didn't mean to stay so long." I was wiping my eyes with my hand trying to hide my face.
"Are you alright?"
"Fine." He took a step towards me. I took a step back. "Really, Clark I'm fine. Thank-you." I picked up my bag.
"Where are you going to go?" The teenager actually sounded like he cared.
"Clark. I can take care of myself." I said it more sternly then I had intended. I was grateful for his families help just not use to it.
"Do you want to come in for breakfast?" He wasn't giving up and it was starting to annoy me.
"Thought you said no one would be in here until the afternoon."
"It's ten am. In farm time that is the afternoon." And he smiled. He started to break me down. I smiled back.
"Come on." Clark walked out of the barn. I found myself following him shaking my head. Smallville was unbelievable.
Mr. and Mrs. Kent smiled as I walked in the door. They were sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast. I was uncomfortable. I didn't really belong there.
"It's OK, sit down." Clark reassured me.
"Mr. And Mrs. Kent I'm sorry I was so rude last night. I'm just not use to people being so nice." My mouth opened and closed like I had more to say but I couldn't think of anything. Mrs. Kent smiled at me and dished eggs on my plate.
"Jonathan, Clark and I talked last night and we think it best if you stay here for a while."
I nearly choked. "What?"
"We know you don't have any where to go and thought that you could stay here." Clark explained.
"Your idea?" I asked him.
He nodded. "But my parents agree. I mean you have no where to go and I just thought…"
I was angry, scared, confused. I didn't know what to feel at this announcement. They were all looking at me. "But I couldn't just stay here. You don't even know me. I don't know you. You would just have me come into your home and live here?" It bewildered me.
"Well not exactly." Mr. Kent spoke up.
I looked at him. "You would work on the farm. Clark would teach you what you need to know. We could always use more help. You would also have to register to go to school. And we would expect you to follow the same rules as Clark even though you are older."
"You discussed this all last night?" I asked still not believing.
"Clark wouldn't let us sleep until we did. " Mr. Kent looked both annoyed and amused.
"This is unbelievable." I said under my breath. What they were offering me. It was like a home, an actual home. If this were four years ago I would have run. Four years ago I did run from almost the exact thing. But know I was tired of running. Tired of being dirty and not knowing where my next meal was coming from.
"Do you want to stay?" Mrs. Kent asked me.
"I." What should I do?
I felt my eyes water again. I didn't want to cry but I was going to. I just nodded.
"I'll show you to the spare room." Clark was smiling. He liked to help people and it seemed his parent were the same. He grabbed my bag but I had trouble moving.
" We'll want to sit down and talk when you get back so don't be too late. Welcome to the Kent farm. We'll visit the High school tomorrow." Mrs. Kent gave me a hug as I stood up and I nearly died.
So Clark showed me what was soon to be my room and then asked if I needed anything. There was only one thing on my mind really. "Shower?" I asked.
Clark looked embarrassed he would have to get used to having a woman other then his mom in the house. "Yeah bathroom is right down the hall. Help yourself."
So I did. It was wonderful. A hot shower was something of a luxury. When I was finished cleaning Clark wanted to show me around the farm and then take me into town. As we left the house Mrs. Kent offered to take me shopping after I started school. I felt guilty taking so much from these people. All I could say was thank you.
"Clark I can't let your mom buy me clothes." I said as we walked around the farm.
"Don't worry my dad will put you to work on the farm and you'll earn what ever they buy you." He said smiling.
"It still feels weird. How did you ever convince them to take a stranger in and why would you want to?"
"I don't know. I just wanted to help." Another megawatt smile.
"You're unbelievable." I just kept reminding myself this wasn't a hand out I would work for what ever these people would give me. It was just really hard to say no to Clark.
In town I felt better walking around now that I was clean and being shown around by a person who seemed to have many friends. In the coffee shop I was introduced to Chloe, and Pete. They both seemed really nice except the girl Chloe kept asking me a ton of questions I didn't what to answer. I knew I would have to talk to the Kent's later tonight and even that I was nervous about. So I avoided questions and gave general answers.
I asked them about the High School and took the attention off of my life. Clark eyes wandered to across the café.
"Who's that?" I asked nodding to the brunette Clark was staring at.
"Lana Lang, Clarks one true love." Pete smiled.
Clark blushed and turned his head.
"Pretty. Like movie star too perfect pretty." I said and got a look of some where between hurt and confusion from Clark. But I saw Chloe smile. Lana walked over to our table and Clark introduced her to me. A blond haired guy wearing a football jacket then joined her. Little hot for the jacket isn't it. Whitney. I chuckled.
"Sorry I just never met a guy named Whitney before." The jock looked slightly pissed and he and Lana sat down at another table.
"Now that is pretty." I said and pointed across the café.
"Lex?" Clark questioned.
A noise behind me made me turn my head it was only then that I realize I was crying.
"Dori?"
"Clark. I was just leaving. I didn't mean to stay so long." I was wiping my eyes with my hand trying to hide my face.
"Are you alright?"
"Fine." He took a step towards me. I took a step back. "Really, Clark I'm fine. Thank-you." I picked up my bag.
"Where are you going to go?" The teenager actually sounded like he cared.
"Clark. I can take care of myself." I said it more sternly then I had intended. I was grateful for his families help just not use to it.
"Do you want to come in for breakfast?" He wasn't giving up and it was starting to annoy me.
"Thought you said no one would be in here until the afternoon."
"It's ten am. In farm time that is the afternoon." And he smiled. He started to break me down. I smiled back.
"Come on." Clark walked out of the barn. I found myself following him shaking my head. Smallville was unbelievable.
Mr. and Mrs. Kent smiled as I walked in the door. They were sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast. I was uncomfortable. I didn't really belong there.
"It's OK, sit down." Clark reassured me.
"Mr. And Mrs. Kent I'm sorry I was so rude last night. I'm just not use to people being so nice." My mouth opened and closed like I had more to say but I couldn't think of anything. Mrs. Kent smiled at me and dished eggs on my plate.
"Jonathan, Clark and I talked last night and we think it best if you stay here for a while."
I nearly choked. "What?"
"We know you don't have any where to go and thought that you could stay here." Clark explained.
"Your idea?" I asked him.
He nodded. "But my parents agree. I mean you have no where to go and I just thought…"
I was angry, scared, confused. I didn't know what to feel at this announcement. They were all looking at me. "But I couldn't just stay here. You don't even know me. I don't know you. You would just have me come into your home and live here?" It bewildered me.
"Well not exactly." Mr. Kent spoke up.
I looked at him. "You would work on the farm. Clark would teach you what you need to know. We could always use more help. You would also have to register to go to school. And we would expect you to follow the same rules as Clark even though you are older."
"You discussed this all last night?" I asked still not believing.
"Clark wouldn't let us sleep until we did. " Mr. Kent looked both annoyed and amused.
"This is unbelievable." I said under my breath. What they were offering me. It was like a home, an actual home. If this were four years ago I would have run. Four years ago I did run from almost the exact thing. But know I was tired of running. Tired of being dirty and not knowing where my next meal was coming from.
"Do you want to stay?" Mrs. Kent asked me.
"I." What should I do?
I felt my eyes water again. I didn't want to cry but I was going to. I just nodded.
"I'll show you to the spare room." Clark was smiling. He liked to help people and it seemed his parent were the same. He grabbed my bag but I had trouble moving.
" We'll want to sit down and talk when you get back so don't be too late. Welcome to the Kent farm. We'll visit the High school tomorrow." Mrs. Kent gave me a hug as I stood up and I nearly died.
So Clark showed me what was soon to be my room and then asked if I needed anything. There was only one thing on my mind really. "Shower?" I asked.
Clark looked embarrassed he would have to get used to having a woman other then his mom in the house. "Yeah bathroom is right down the hall. Help yourself."
So I did. It was wonderful. A hot shower was something of a luxury. When I was finished cleaning Clark wanted to show me around the farm and then take me into town. As we left the house Mrs. Kent offered to take me shopping after I started school. I felt guilty taking so much from these people. All I could say was thank you.
"Clark I can't let your mom buy me clothes." I said as we walked around the farm.
"Don't worry my dad will put you to work on the farm and you'll earn what ever they buy you." He said smiling.
"It still feels weird. How did you ever convince them to take a stranger in and why would you want to?"
"I don't know. I just wanted to help." Another megawatt smile.
"You're unbelievable." I just kept reminding myself this wasn't a hand out I would work for what ever these people would give me. It was just really hard to say no to Clark.
In town I felt better walking around now that I was clean and being shown around by a person who seemed to have many friends. In the coffee shop I was introduced to Chloe, and Pete. They both seemed really nice except the girl Chloe kept asking me a ton of questions I didn't what to answer. I knew I would have to talk to the Kent's later tonight and even that I was nervous about. So I avoided questions and gave general answers.
I asked them about the High School and took the attention off of my life. Clark eyes wandered to across the café.
"Who's that?" I asked nodding to the brunette Clark was staring at.
"Lana Lang, Clarks one true love." Pete smiled.
Clark blushed and turned his head.
"Pretty. Like movie star too perfect pretty." I said and got a look of some where between hurt and confusion from Clark. But I saw Chloe smile. Lana walked over to our table and Clark introduced her to me. A blond haired guy wearing a football jacket then joined her. Little hot for the jacket isn't it. Whitney. I chuckled.
"Sorry I just never met a guy named Whitney before." The jock looked slightly pissed and he and Lana sat down at another table.
"Now that is pretty." I said and pointed across the café.
"Lex?" Clark questioned.