"Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention. Cause that's just ridiculously on. Well, she sure is gonna get it Here's the setting Fashion magazines line the walls now The walls line the bullet holes
Have some composure Where is your posture? Oh, no, no You're pulling the trigger Pulling the trigger All wrong"
'Time To Dance' - Panic At The Disco
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"Oh my, Lex what happened to you?" Martha said getting up from the couch and walking over to where Lex was leaning most of his weight on Toby.
"Nothing serious, I was just in a little accident." He said.
"It doesn't look like 'little' describes it." Lana said in a worried tone. "Is this why you had to go to Metropolis so badly? To get beat up."
"I didn't get beat up, per say." Lex said wincing as he shifted some of his weight off of Toby. "There was an accident."
"You can say that again." Toby muttered. "Come on, let's get you over to the couch." Toby supported Lex to the couch, which he fell ungracefully on to.
Toby got his medical bag and started to take out some painkillers. "Here, take these. And not with brandy this time."
Lex smirked brandy and painkillers definitely did NOT go together. He'd experienced it a few times. He dry swallowed the pills hoping they'd take effect soon. Lex took off his shirt so Toby could start poking and prodding his torso to see exactly what he was working with.
"Lex, what happened in Metropolis?" Lana asked patiently.
"Like I said, there was an accident and I got in the way. No major damage." He replied casually.
"Lex." She said. He was trying her patience. "You said we'd talk about this more when you got back. Everyone stayed to listen."
"Can't it wait till tomorrow?"
"Lex, you said we'd talk about this."
"I know and we will. Lana please it's been an extremely hard day and I'm not looking forward to Toby's prodding."
"No, Lex, because you're going to find some way out of it tomorrow. I know you will. We're going to talk about this whether you like it or not."
"Lana," Lex's patience was wavering at this point. He hissed when Toby hit a particularly sore spot on his ribs, which was already starting to bruise.
"It looks like these are cracked Lex, maybe even broken." Toby said not looking up from examining the rest of Lex's torso.
"Please don't push me on this. It's hard enough to relieve these particular memories, but even harder to tell them to a room full of people." Lex breathed out as Toby kept finding the cracked ribs.
"Lex I realize how hard this is for you, but it will be better if you just opened up." Lana pleaded with him.
Lex was about to reply when his phone rang. "Dammit! Luthor," Lex sat up from his previous position, lying on the couch. "I talked to the contractor! I stopped production on the site! Did he get to him?" Lex clenched his jaw "Where's my Father now? I'll meet him on the way up."
"Lex? What's wrong?" Martha asked.
Lex got up from the couch and walked into the hallway, almost running in to his father. "You bastard!" Lex seethed.
"I told you that no matter what you did I had final say. I won again, son." Lionel smirked.
Lex reached back and landed a left hook right to Lionel's jaw knocking him down. "Lex! Come on!" Clark called as he grabbed Lex around the waist and dragging him back into the study. He struggled to get out of the hold but gave up when Clark put pressure on his cracked ribs making him gasp. Chloe and Martha went to see if Lionel was all right. They helped him up and suggested that he leave.
