All That I Wanted, All That I Hate
A/N: Please review. Thank you
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Clark saved the day. Big surprise. Whitney was ok and on his way to the hospital. He magically can't remember what happened. Neither can the kid who started it all. Why doesn't that surprise me? I wonder if Clark has a mind reading control power.
Bet Dad would love that. This is me using sarcasm.
My plan is ruined. Whitney is going to be ever great full to Clark. Lana is gone, dead for all I know.
But what's worse is I can't think of my plan. My head hurts. I'm feeling actual pain. Not because I'm physically hurt, just emotionally. Chloe is crying and I feel sorry. Here I am hugging her. I've never seen Chloe cry. I didn't even know she cared about Lana. I actually think she doesn't. She thinks its her fault. But I know otherwise. I know its my fault.
And I actually feel guilt. I got Lana killed.
"Is Whitney alright?"
Silence. I answer. "Yeah, cuts and bruises. He'll be fine." As I say it I don't budge.
"Oh thank god."
That voice. I spin around, letting go of Chloe.
"Lana! Where have you been? Your not dead!"
"Last time I checked. I didn't go in the car with Whitney. I was going to but then he said some things. and I said some things. And then I left him. I was so afraid he was going to die. I thought that if I had only been in the car I wouldn't feel so guilty." She started to sob. I pull her into a hug. But she doesn't stop sobbing. or talking. "I went looking for him. I wanted to save him. But the police wouldn't let me. I couldn't help thinking about you. And I hate myself for it."
"Don't."
I let go of Lana. I look at Chloe. She is now standing. She looked happy that Lana was alive. But I don't see that happiness now. I see her staring down Lana.
I look to Lana. She's staring down Chloe.
This is too much fun.
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I've never been the guy that girls have fallen head over heals for. Clark had all the friends and I was the brother. "My friend's brother did this." Even if they called me Tommy I would be happy.
But now things are starting to change. Gosh, even my parents are respecting me more. I don't know what it is. I keep thinking at I'll just wake up and everything will be as it always has. But I still thank my lucky stars. And the plan.
Now for the next stage. Clark thinks he has Mom and Dad on his side. Well guess what.?
A/N: Please review. Thank you
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Clark saved the day. Big surprise. Whitney was ok and on his way to the hospital. He magically can't remember what happened. Neither can the kid who started it all. Why doesn't that surprise me? I wonder if Clark has a mind reading control power.
Bet Dad would love that. This is me using sarcasm.
My plan is ruined. Whitney is going to be ever great full to Clark. Lana is gone, dead for all I know.
But what's worse is I can't think of my plan. My head hurts. I'm feeling actual pain. Not because I'm physically hurt, just emotionally. Chloe is crying and I feel sorry. Here I am hugging her. I've never seen Chloe cry. I didn't even know she cared about Lana. I actually think she doesn't. She thinks its her fault. But I know otherwise. I know its my fault.
And I actually feel guilt. I got Lana killed.
"Is Whitney alright?"
Silence. I answer. "Yeah, cuts and bruises. He'll be fine." As I say it I don't budge.
"Oh thank god."
That voice. I spin around, letting go of Chloe.
"Lana! Where have you been? Your not dead!"
"Last time I checked. I didn't go in the car with Whitney. I was going to but then he said some things. and I said some things. And then I left him. I was so afraid he was going to die. I thought that if I had only been in the car I wouldn't feel so guilty." She started to sob. I pull her into a hug. But she doesn't stop sobbing. or talking. "I went looking for him. I wanted to save him. But the police wouldn't let me. I couldn't help thinking about you. And I hate myself for it."
"Don't."
I let go of Lana. I look at Chloe. She is now standing. She looked happy that Lana was alive. But I don't see that happiness now. I see her staring down Lana.
I look to Lana. She's staring down Chloe.
This is too much fun.
*@*
I've never been the guy that girls have fallen head over heals for. Clark had all the friends and I was the brother. "My friend's brother did this." Even if they called me Tommy I would be happy.
But now things are starting to change. Gosh, even my parents are respecting me more. I don't know what it is. I keep thinking at I'll just wake up and everything will be as it always has. But I still thank my lucky stars. And the plan.
Now for the next stage. Clark thinks he has Mom and Dad on his side. Well guess what.?