*Abandon* by Electric Spyro
A.n. Little song fic at the beginning of this. It's 'Why' by Avril Lavigne. I'm not exactly sure if the lyrics are all right because I had to make them myself (my e-mail is down right now so I couldn't find the lyrics that MP119 sent me. That's the price I pay for a cheap computer. :o( o well.)
Anywayz, here you go:
*~*~*
~Why, do you always do this to me?~
~Why, couldn't you just see through me?~
~How come, you act like this? Like you just don't care at all?~
~Do you expect me to believe I was the only one to fall?~
~I can feel, I can feel you near me~
~Even though you're far away~
~I can feel, I can feel you baby, why?~
Days passed and the snow fell faster and faster with each hour. Clark barely spoke to anyone. He simply sat in the loft and watched the world as it went by.
Lana came over occasionally but not to talk to Clark. The Kents were keeping her horse, Donatello, in their stables since she no longer had any room for him to stay. She rode him around the acres of land and somehow she could feel Clark's eyes watching her. She didn't even think about looking back at him the way she had during the snow fight. He looked too depressed and heartbroken.
~It's not supposed to feel this way~
~I need you, I need you~
~More and more each day~
~It's not supposed to hurt this way~
~I need you, I need you, I need you~
~Tell me, are you and me still together?~
~Tell me, do you think we could last forever?~
~Tell me, why?~
This wasn't easy but she tried to tell herself it was the right thing to do. Their relationship wasn't working. She didn't feel close him. But there was one thing that made Lana think twice about their break up - she still loved him. How could she hate him and love him at the same time?
~So go and think about whatever you need to think about~
~Go out and dream about whatever you need to dream about~
~And come back to me when you know just how you feel, you feel~
~I can feel, I can feel you near me, even though you're far away~
~I can feel, I feel you baby, why?~
*~*~*
The sun began to set in the deep red Kansas sky. Clark looked down at his watch and remembered that Pete had made him promise to come to his house and watch the basketball game that night (L.A. Lakers vs. Chicago Bulls). He didn't feel like watching basketball, but he figured he'd go just to make Pete happy. What was one lousy basketball game?
As he left the barn, he walked past the stable where Donatello was usuaully kept. It was unoccupied at the moment with nothing but a carpet of hay and a tiny window inside.
'Lana must still be out,' Clark concluded logically. He hadn't remembered seeing her for a while, but that wasn't unusual. She might be out riding in some other part of the property.
*~*~*
After he told his parents where he was going, he super sped to Pete's house just in time for the first quarter of the game.
" Hey, Clark. I almost thought you weren't comin'," Pete greeted as he opened the door and let his friend in.
" Well, you almost thought wrong," Clark answered as he walked into the living room and planted himself on the couch. A big screen television was directly in front of him and, at the moment, it showed two middle-aged sports announcers talking with the basketball stadium in the background.
" Want a drink or anything?" Pete suggested before he sat down.
" Sure. Do you got any soda?"
" Is grass green?"
Clark smiled.
" I'll take a Pepsi."
*~*~*
The wind's howl grew louder as Lana gripped Donatello's reins. She could barely see the horses head right in front of her. Snow was whipping around her fiercely making her hair flail every which way. Everything was a gray and dark. For a split second, Lana could see the sun, but as soon as she'd realized what it was, it disappered.
She felt so cold, she couldn't even feel her hands or face anymore. It became harder and harder to breath(i love that song by maroon 5! lol). She hoped she would be able to get out of this.
'I know I didn't go too far out. I could still see the barn,' Lana convinced herself. 'It shouldn't be that far away. Donatello will find it. He has to find it.'
Suddenly, something scared Donatello and he jolted upward and neighed loudly. Lana tried to hold on, but then the horse broke into a fast-paced run and she fell off him as he raced into the distance.
She screamed as she hit the mounds of snow. The impact knocked the wind out of her and she fell into unconciousness.
*~*~*
" Three-pointer, baby! Woohoo!" Pete shouted abnoxiously as he jumped out of his chair and began to his 'Famous Ross Victory Dance' created by his eldest brother.
" Calm down, Pete. They're still losing by two," Clark informed watching Pete's dance which looked like he was trying to do hop-scotch on a bunch of burning coals.
" So? They'll find a way to win," Pete promised as he sat back down.
Clark shook his head and laughed silently.
Just then, when a player leaped up to dunk the ball, the screen turned blue and the words 'Breaking News Weather Report' appeared on it.
" What?! I was watching a game here!" Pete yelled as if the television could actually hear him.
A man wearing a black suit and an ugly tie appeared in front of a map of Kansas.
The man spoke, " Good evening Kansas citizens, I'm Jack Murray from the WACK Weather Team and it looks like the area near Metropolis is currently under a huge wave of snow." - a giant red blob appeared over the top of Smallville - " Most streets have been closed due to the blizzard and all of us at the WACK Weather Team Station urge everyone in that area to stay in doors until this storm passes which will probably be some time tomorrow morning. Again, a blizzard is in effect over the Smallville area so please stay inside your house until it dies down. Thank you."
The blue screen came back on and a mechanical voice said, " We now take you back to our regularly scheduled program."
The baseball game snapped back on and the Bulls (the team Pete was for) were now winning by one.
" Wow, look outside," Pete stated not even paying attention to the game anymore.
It was a sea of white, gray, and black. It reminded Clark of the tornados he had went into to save Lana. He could barely make out the house across the street.
Someone suddenly knocked harshly on the front door and Clark and Pete jumped slightly.
" Pete? Hello? You there?" Chloe's muffled voice said from the other side of the door.
Pete rushed over and opened it for her. Snow flew in wildly and the wind whistled as Chloe ran in. Pete slammed the door behind her.
" It is crazy out there! I would've called you but our phone was down along with all the rest of the power on our street. Oh - hi, Clark," Chloe said almost out of breath.
" Why did you want to call us, Chloe?" Pete wondered.
" Well, Lana hasn't come home yet. We wanted to know if she was over here," Chloe explained as she tried to fix her hair (keyword being TRIED. lol. jk. Chloe's cool.)
" Lana hasn't come home yet?" Clark blurted out worriedly.
" Nope," Chloe confirmed. She suddenly stopped. " What - you mean she's not over here?"
" No, last time I saw her she was out riding Donatello," Clark informed joining everyone else in a scared kind of stare.
" She must still be out there," Pete finally concluded.
" I'm gonna go find her," Clark said standing up and putting on his coat.
" Are you crazy? It's a mess out there! I had to walk here because the streets are jammed with cars that got stuck in the snow. I almost got lost twice!" Chloe shrieked truthfully.
" Yeah, Clark. Maybe we should the call the police and let them handle it," Pete agreed firmly.
That's when the power snapped off.
" Or not," Pete added meekly.
There was a pause.
Then, Clark zipped up his coat and opened the front door.
" Clark, please don't do this! You could get lost!" Chloe shouted over the winds.
" I have to make sure she's okay!" Clark said before he shut the door and super sped towards the Kent Farm.
A.n. Dun dun DUN!!! O, and if ya wanted 2 know, WACK stands for Wild And Crazy Kids!!! My friends and I had a band named that one time. Hahaha. :o)
A.n. Little song fic at the beginning of this. It's 'Why' by Avril Lavigne. I'm not exactly sure if the lyrics are all right because I had to make them myself (my e-mail is down right now so I couldn't find the lyrics that MP119 sent me. That's the price I pay for a cheap computer. :o( o well.)
Anywayz, here you go:
*~*~*
~Why, do you always do this to me?~
~Why, couldn't you just see through me?~
~How come, you act like this? Like you just don't care at all?~
~Do you expect me to believe I was the only one to fall?~
~I can feel, I can feel you near me~
~Even though you're far away~
~I can feel, I can feel you baby, why?~
Days passed and the snow fell faster and faster with each hour. Clark barely spoke to anyone. He simply sat in the loft and watched the world as it went by.
Lana came over occasionally but not to talk to Clark. The Kents were keeping her horse, Donatello, in their stables since she no longer had any room for him to stay. She rode him around the acres of land and somehow she could feel Clark's eyes watching her. She didn't even think about looking back at him the way she had during the snow fight. He looked too depressed and heartbroken.
~It's not supposed to feel this way~
~I need you, I need you~
~More and more each day~
~It's not supposed to hurt this way~
~I need you, I need you, I need you~
~Tell me, are you and me still together?~
~Tell me, do you think we could last forever?~
~Tell me, why?~
This wasn't easy but she tried to tell herself it was the right thing to do. Their relationship wasn't working. She didn't feel close him. But there was one thing that made Lana think twice about their break up - she still loved him. How could she hate him and love him at the same time?
~So go and think about whatever you need to think about~
~Go out and dream about whatever you need to dream about~
~And come back to me when you know just how you feel, you feel~
~I can feel, I can feel you near me, even though you're far away~
~I can feel, I feel you baby, why?~
*~*~*
The sun began to set in the deep red Kansas sky. Clark looked down at his watch and remembered that Pete had made him promise to come to his house and watch the basketball game that night (L.A. Lakers vs. Chicago Bulls). He didn't feel like watching basketball, but he figured he'd go just to make Pete happy. What was one lousy basketball game?
As he left the barn, he walked past the stable where Donatello was usuaully kept. It was unoccupied at the moment with nothing but a carpet of hay and a tiny window inside.
'Lana must still be out,' Clark concluded logically. He hadn't remembered seeing her for a while, but that wasn't unusual. She might be out riding in some other part of the property.
*~*~*
After he told his parents where he was going, he super sped to Pete's house just in time for the first quarter of the game.
" Hey, Clark. I almost thought you weren't comin'," Pete greeted as he opened the door and let his friend in.
" Well, you almost thought wrong," Clark answered as he walked into the living room and planted himself on the couch. A big screen television was directly in front of him and, at the moment, it showed two middle-aged sports announcers talking with the basketball stadium in the background.
" Want a drink or anything?" Pete suggested before he sat down.
" Sure. Do you got any soda?"
" Is grass green?"
Clark smiled.
" I'll take a Pepsi."
*~*~*
The wind's howl grew louder as Lana gripped Donatello's reins. She could barely see the horses head right in front of her. Snow was whipping around her fiercely making her hair flail every which way. Everything was a gray and dark. For a split second, Lana could see the sun, but as soon as she'd realized what it was, it disappered.
She felt so cold, she couldn't even feel her hands or face anymore. It became harder and harder to breath(i love that song by maroon 5! lol). She hoped she would be able to get out of this.
'I know I didn't go too far out. I could still see the barn,' Lana convinced herself. 'It shouldn't be that far away. Donatello will find it. He has to find it.'
Suddenly, something scared Donatello and he jolted upward and neighed loudly. Lana tried to hold on, but then the horse broke into a fast-paced run and she fell off him as he raced into the distance.
She screamed as she hit the mounds of snow. The impact knocked the wind out of her and she fell into unconciousness.
*~*~*
" Three-pointer, baby! Woohoo!" Pete shouted abnoxiously as he jumped out of his chair and began to his 'Famous Ross Victory Dance' created by his eldest brother.
" Calm down, Pete. They're still losing by two," Clark informed watching Pete's dance which looked like he was trying to do hop-scotch on a bunch of burning coals.
" So? They'll find a way to win," Pete promised as he sat back down.
Clark shook his head and laughed silently.
Just then, when a player leaped up to dunk the ball, the screen turned blue and the words 'Breaking News Weather Report' appeared on it.
" What?! I was watching a game here!" Pete yelled as if the television could actually hear him.
A man wearing a black suit and an ugly tie appeared in front of a map of Kansas.
The man spoke, " Good evening Kansas citizens, I'm Jack Murray from the WACK Weather Team and it looks like the area near Metropolis is currently under a huge wave of snow." - a giant red blob appeared over the top of Smallville - " Most streets have been closed due to the blizzard and all of us at the WACK Weather Team Station urge everyone in that area to stay in doors until this storm passes which will probably be some time tomorrow morning. Again, a blizzard is in effect over the Smallville area so please stay inside your house until it dies down. Thank you."
The blue screen came back on and a mechanical voice said, " We now take you back to our regularly scheduled program."
The baseball game snapped back on and the Bulls (the team Pete was for) were now winning by one.
" Wow, look outside," Pete stated not even paying attention to the game anymore.
It was a sea of white, gray, and black. It reminded Clark of the tornados he had went into to save Lana. He could barely make out the house across the street.
Someone suddenly knocked harshly on the front door and Clark and Pete jumped slightly.
" Pete? Hello? You there?" Chloe's muffled voice said from the other side of the door.
Pete rushed over and opened it for her. Snow flew in wildly and the wind whistled as Chloe ran in. Pete slammed the door behind her.
" It is crazy out there! I would've called you but our phone was down along with all the rest of the power on our street. Oh - hi, Clark," Chloe said almost out of breath.
" Why did you want to call us, Chloe?" Pete wondered.
" Well, Lana hasn't come home yet. We wanted to know if she was over here," Chloe explained as she tried to fix her hair (keyword being TRIED. lol. jk. Chloe's cool.)
" Lana hasn't come home yet?" Clark blurted out worriedly.
" Nope," Chloe confirmed. She suddenly stopped. " What - you mean she's not over here?"
" No, last time I saw her she was out riding Donatello," Clark informed joining everyone else in a scared kind of stare.
" She must still be out there," Pete finally concluded.
" I'm gonna go find her," Clark said standing up and putting on his coat.
" Are you crazy? It's a mess out there! I had to walk here because the streets are jammed with cars that got stuck in the snow. I almost got lost twice!" Chloe shrieked truthfully.
" Yeah, Clark. Maybe we should the call the police and let them handle it," Pete agreed firmly.
That's when the power snapped off.
" Or not," Pete added meekly.
There was a pause.
Then, Clark zipped up his coat and opened the front door.
" Clark, please don't do this! You could get lost!" Chloe shouted over the winds.
" I have to make sure she's okay!" Clark said before he shut the door and super sped towards the Kent Farm.
A.n. Dun dun DUN!!! O, and if ya wanted 2 know, WACK stands for Wild And Crazy Kids!!! My friends and I had a band named that one time. Hahaha. :o)