will Lex finally give in???????WHAT's GOING TO HAPPEN!!!!?

CHAPTER 4:

(CLARKS POV)

Clark stayed standing at the top of the steps, staring at the empty space that had once been inhabited by Lex. He had been certain that once Lex had read the letter, he would realize that he and Clark were truly meant to be together. He had written the letter when he was still only a sophomore in high school; even so, everything in it still rang true. No matter how many times he and Lex fought, or had disagreements, he couldn't help but love the man. He had hoped and prayed that eventually all their disputes would be solved, and they would once again become the friends that he so longed to be. Not once did he think the years would scar them so much that it would eventually lead to them being mortal enemies. He used to dream of someday having a life with Lex and being known as his significant other, but all those hopes seemed to be fading away as every passing minute ticked by. He knew he was to blame for many of their falling outs, but he felt that it was time for a change.

He picked up the letter from the banister and gently unwrinkled it. He placed it in his breast pocket, then walked over to the couch and sat back down. He knew what Lex had said was true. Clark had always claimed to trust him, and to rely on him like he could no other, but even so, he still was never able to fully reveal his secrets to Lex. His love for Lex had not given him enough incentive to just tell him the truth, and let the pieces fall where they may. Instead, he let their friendship be clouded by secrets and lies, which eventually suffocated the both of them to the point of no return. Clark rubbed at his face roughly as he tried to make sense of the situation, and find a way to fix the damage that had been caused. He knew it would take a lot of convincing on his part, to make Lex realize that it wasn't too late yet. He still saw his friend in those bleak grey eyes, and he wasn't about to let him slip through his fingers once again. Clark stood up from the couch, and took the letter out of his pocket. He scanned through it one more time, before resolving what needed to be done. He vowed right then and there, that he would get Lex back, if it was the last thing he would ever do.

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(LEX'S POV)

Lex sat at his desk, pretending to read over a heap of files his dad had sent him. He had been working for close to 13 hours straight and he was about ready to pass out. He looked over at the clock and groaned when he realized it was already 11 at night. It had been almost a week since the last time he had spoken to Clark, but in that time, not a moment went by where Lex was not thinking about him. He found himself day dreaming more often, to the point where 2 hours could go by without him even realizing it. He knew it was unhealthy and he should just try to forget about Clark, but after he gave him the letter, it was all Lex could think about. He still could not grasp the fact that Clark had, and might even still, love Lex. He had spent hours replaying the past in his head, trying to find any clues of Clark's so called love for him, but he would always end up drawing a blank. There was no mistaking the fact that Clark was always a caring and attentive friend, but he never did anything out of the ordinary which would lead Lex to believe that he was actually in love with him.

Lex rubbed at his over worked eyes, and slammed the file closed that was lying in front of him. He decided the best way to forget about Clark would be to get as drunk as possible within an hours time. He stood up from his desk and walked over to the trey of alcohol he always kept close by. He poured the sparkling liquid into his favorite crystal glass, then placed it to his lips. Just as he was about to take his first swig, he spotted a moving shadow from the corner of his eye. He jumped, splashing the liquid all over his Armani suite.

"Shit! Who's there?!" Lex waited to see if he could hear any noise that would indicate another person in the room, but he was only met with silence. He closed his eyes as he let out a deep breath. "You're not even drunk yet Lex, save the hallucinations for later," he scolded himself. He placed the glass back down on the table, and reached for the bottle of brandy, but just as his hand was about to clasp around the cool glass, the bottle miraculously disappeared. Lex fell forward onto the trey as his hand went through the air. He quickly became panicked, and knocked over the trey in the process of running to the phone to call security. He grasped the receiver in one shaking hand, but as he reached down to dial the number he was startled once again.

"You can't kick me out yet, I just got here." Lex let out a loud scream and dropped the phone to the ground. He stared at Clark, who was standing so close behind him, there would have been absolutely no way for Lex to have missed him. He placed his hand over his heart, as he tried to get it back down to a steady beat.

"Jesus Christ Clark! You didn't have to scare me like that." Clark smirked a little, but became serious when he saw blood dripping from Lex's hand.

"Lex you're hurt." Lex followed Clark's eyes to his hand, and was slightly surprised to see a huge gash with a piece of glass sticking out of it. Where there was no pain before, suddenly it was burning like crazy. "I'm sorry Lex, that's my fault." Clark walked over to the trey on the ground, and picked up the towel that was there. He walked back to Lex, and tried to take his hand, but Lex pulled away and grabbed the towel away from him.

"It's okay; I can take care of it. You do owe me a new crystal glass though. Super speed should be illegal around such expensive china." Clark stared at Lex with shock written all over his face.

"How did you know I…?" Lex looked up from his wounded hand, into Clark's disgruntled eyes. He sighed heavily, as he wrapped his hand tightly in the towel.

"I've known your secret for years Clark, and I've always protected it as if it were my own. So don't worry, if this was your fantastical way of trying to reveal the truth to me, you don't have to." A long silence preceded Lex's confession. He waited to see what Clark's reaction would be, but the boy only stood there with a dumbfounded look on his face. He watched as Clark's eyes went from confused shock to total anger.

"You mean to tell me, that you've known about me all this time, and you never told me ?!" Clark moved closer to Lex with a menacing stance.

"I didn't want you to worry Clark. I thought you didn't trust me, so I figured if I told you I knew the truth, you would just regard me as more of an enemy. I couldn't live with that." Lex turned his back on Clark, as he walked over to the bottle on the floor and picked it up. Clark watched with a faraway look in his eyes, as Lex poured the alcohol onto his gash. He let out a blood curdling scream that snapped Clark out of his revere, and sent him running towards Lex, who had fallen to the ground from the pain.

"Are you Crazy?!" Clark grabbed the towel from Lex and tried to soak up the alcohol that had landed in the wound.

"It sterilizes the wound. I'm not about to take a trip to the hospital for such an insignificant little cut." Lex spoke through gritted teeth, as Clark cleaned out the wound of any glass it had left. He shook his head at Lex, as he wrapped up the cut once again.

"Lex, do you realize how many fights, how many arguments we could have avoided; if you just told me you knew the truth?" Clark sat on the ground, with his elbows on his knees.

"Does it matter Clark? Either way, our friendship would have ended anyway. You refused to be honest with me, and I refused to let it slide." Clark looked down at the ground. He seemed to think hard for a moment, then looked over at Lex who was now sitting across from him, nursing his hand.

"Lex, I don't want this anymore. I want to stop playing the blame game. We both did a lot of things wrong, but now the truth has come out…I want to start over." Lex shook his head in protest, but was startled by Clark suddenly moving right next to him and placing his hand in Lex's good one. "Please don't say no. I know you, I know you want to do this…I love you Lex; I want you to love me too." Lex looked up at Clark with tears glistening in his eyes. The look Clark was giving him was making it harder and harder for him to say no. he tried to turn away and close his eyes, but Clark grasped his face in his hands and pulled them closer together. Their lips were mere inches away, causing Lex to shutter at the closeness. "I won't take no for an answer." They were forceful words, but they came out so caring and loving, Lex didn't care. He moved those few extra inches until finally their lips were interlocked. Clark held Lex's face in his hands, while Lex grasped the front of his shirt with his good hand, trying to pull him as close as possible. The heat between them was almost at scorching levels, but then Clark gently pulled away from the kiss, causing Lex to whimper slightly. He smiled at his longing noises, then placed a small kiss on the corner of Lex's mouth. "What do you say Lex? Will you give this one more shot?" Lex looked at Clark with want and need written all over his features. He couldn't help, but smile at the gorgeous angelic man sitting so close to him. He reached out and stroked Clark's cheek, marveling at the softness of his skin.

"I don't think you really gave me a choice." Both men smiled, then pulled each other into a passion filled lip lock. They rolled around on the ground, until finally Lex was the one who landed on top. He grinned down at Clark, and became lost in his eyes. "I love you Clark." Clark smiled up at him, then pulled him down to meet him in another kiss.

THE END

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