*Abandon* by Electric Spyro
A.n. here it is - when Clark tells Lana THE SECRET
lol. enjoy
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When Lana arrived at the Kents farm she had guessed she would be meeting Clark in the loft. However, as her car pulled up in the icy drive, she noticed the tall dark figure of the mysterious Clark Kent standing firmly in front of the stairs that lead into the Kent's house.
'This is it,' Clark told himself encouragingly.'No turning back. You either tell her now, or never tell her at all.'
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"I don't expect you understand or believe any of what I just said. All I can say is - Lana, I'm so sorry I never told you this before. My parents just thought it would be better hiding from everyone, but it wasn't. I'm sorry if I hurt you, I'm sorry I didn't trust you, and I'm just sorry for everything. And that's it. That's my secret."
Lana stood stunned next to Clark staring at him unblinkingly. What had Clark just said? Had it all been a dream? Clark wasn't an alien. There wasn't such thing as an alien.
"Clark, if you're joking -"
"I'm not joking, Lana," Clark walked past her and stopped. The frosty night air caused his breath to float out of his mouth like clean white smoke. He couldn't look at her again."I'm serious. This is what I really am. I'm not anything like you thought I was."
Lana swallowed. What was she suppose to say to that? How was she suppose to comprehend this?
Just then Clark whirled a round and walk slowly towards Lana gazing at her with sympathetic eyes.
"I wouldn't blame you if you never spoke to me again, but please - please - don't tell anyone."
'He's right. He isn't Clark Kent at all. He's something totally diffrent. I'm not sure if I like it or not.'
"I - I won't."
It was all Lana could think of to say.
"I'm sorry if I -"
"Clark, I know you're sorry. I just - I just don't know - I feel like the Clark Kent I knew is suddenly gone. I can't believe you played everyone in your life: Chloe, Lex, Pete -"
"Pete knows. I told him a while ago."
Lana gave Clark a look that most certainly meant, 'You told Pete before you told me? How could you?'
"Lana, you always told me that I should let you be the judge of how you'd look at me if you new what I really was. So what do you think of me now? A freak, right? The alien who killed your parents?"
"That wasn't your fault -"
"Yes it was!" Clark spat out angrily making Lana jump slightly." Me and only me! There's no one else out there, Lana! I'm completely alone."
'He's changed. Hes not as strong as he claims to be,' Lana thought in her head. 'He hides it so well. He's mastered it. No wonder he ran away everytime I tried to get close. It was his natural instinct: to run from what scares him.'
Clark hopelessly leaned his head against the sturdy railing of the porch. The cold wind blew around him fiercely.
"You're not a freak, Clark. If anything your a survior. You didn't have a choice if you wanted to come here or not. You were put on this planet with no way of knowing what was the right thing to do. Your web of lies and the mess of untrustworthyness may have hurt me, but I'm not going to abandon you. You've tried so hard to be normal and not once have you had a break from it. Everyday you put back on your mask and fooled everyone into thinking you were something you'll never be. I wish you would've told me from the start, Clark. It would've made it so much easier."
Lana was now on the verge of tears. Clark Kent was gone and in his place was this - this alien - that she had no knowledge of.
"I knew you would hate me."
"I can't hate you."
"You probably want to just go back to being friends now, right?"
Lana hesitated.
Clark looked up at her. He looked so pitiful.
"I - I think that would be the best thing for now..."
Clark let his head fall back onto the railing.
"You can go ahead and leave. It's getting late."
"It's only eight."
"Yeah, well, what do expect to do here?"
Lana was taken back a little.
"Clark, I'm not leaving you. I just want to know you. The real you. You can let me in now."
Clark stood up straight and heading for the door.
"You don't wanna know me, Lana."
'I'm so mad at him. I'm mad that he never trusted me at all. But I have to keep an openmind. I can't give up on him. He doesn't need that.'
"Wait, Clark," she grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around."I would be lieing if I said I'm not angry at you right now, but at the same time I remember all the times when I needed a friend - someone to talk to - and it was always you. I confided in you even if you never did the same with me. When Whitney died I felt so terrible, but somehow you made it seem okay. And you saved me from so much. I wanna repay you. I want to be that person you can confide in."
Clark was still frowning and quickly looked away from her.
For a few moments they just stood there as if trying to comprehend all of what had just happened. Then, Lana slipped her hand into Clarks' and squeezed it reassuringly. He looked at her and slowly returned the squeeze.
"You sure about that?" he asked finally.
"You never gave up on me, so why should I give up on you?" Lana stated smiling hopefully.
Clark managed a half smile. He lead her into the house to explain to his parents that Lana now knew his secret.
*~*~*
'It explains so much,' Lana told herself as she drove down the bumpy road towards the Sullivans house.'This whole time. I can't believe he did that to me. But what if I was in his place? I'd feel so left out and alone. I definitely wouldn't act like Clark does. I would always feel scared that someone would figure it out. How can he go through that everyday? God, things I've told him. I must've sounded like a stuck-up brat. Yet, he still talked to me. He still stayed there with me. Even Whitney couldn't have done that.'
"All he wants to be is normal," I finally exclaimed out loud.
*~*~*
i think i did a pretty good job with the whole secret telling stuff right? i mean it's been done so many times it was kinda hard to find new angle with it but - i dunno. just review plz! :o)
A.n. here it is - when Clark tells Lana THE SECRET
lol. enjoy
*~*~*
When Lana arrived at the Kents farm she had guessed she would be meeting Clark in the loft. However, as her car pulled up in the icy drive, she noticed the tall dark figure of the mysterious Clark Kent standing firmly in front of the stairs that lead into the Kent's house.
'This is it,' Clark told himself encouragingly.'No turning back. You either tell her now, or never tell her at all.'
*~*~*
"I don't expect you understand or believe any of what I just said. All I can say is - Lana, I'm so sorry I never told you this before. My parents just thought it would be better hiding from everyone, but it wasn't. I'm sorry if I hurt you, I'm sorry I didn't trust you, and I'm just sorry for everything. And that's it. That's my secret."
Lana stood stunned next to Clark staring at him unblinkingly. What had Clark just said? Had it all been a dream? Clark wasn't an alien. There wasn't such thing as an alien.
"Clark, if you're joking -"
"I'm not joking, Lana," Clark walked past her and stopped. The frosty night air caused his breath to float out of his mouth like clean white smoke. He couldn't look at her again."I'm serious. This is what I really am. I'm not anything like you thought I was."
Lana swallowed. What was she suppose to say to that? How was she suppose to comprehend this?
Just then Clark whirled a round and walk slowly towards Lana gazing at her with sympathetic eyes.
"I wouldn't blame you if you never spoke to me again, but please - please - don't tell anyone."
'He's right. He isn't Clark Kent at all. He's something totally diffrent. I'm not sure if I like it or not.'
"I - I won't."
It was all Lana could think of to say.
"I'm sorry if I -"
"Clark, I know you're sorry. I just - I just don't know - I feel like the Clark Kent I knew is suddenly gone. I can't believe you played everyone in your life: Chloe, Lex, Pete -"
"Pete knows. I told him a while ago."
Lana gave Clark a look that most certainly meant, 'You told Pete before you told me? How could you?'
"Lana, you always told me that I should let you be the judge of how you'd look at me if you new what I really was. So what do you think of me now? A freak, right? The alien who killed your parents?"
"That wasn't your fault -"
"Yes it was!" Clark spat out angrily making Lana jump slightly." Me and only me! There's no one else out there, Lana! I'm completely alone."
'He's changed. Hes not as strong as he claims to be,' Lana thought in her head. 'He hides it so well. He's mastered it. No wonder he ran away everytime I tried to get close. It was his natural instinct: to run from what scares him.'
Clark hopelessly leaned his head against the sturdy railing of the porch. The cold wind blew around him fiercely.
"You're not a freak, Clark. If anything your a survior. You didn't have a choice if you wanted to come here or not. You were put on this planet with no way of knowing what was the right thing to do. Your web of lies and the mess of untrustworthyness may have hurt me, but I'm not going to abandon you. You've tried so hard to be normal and not once have you had a break from it. Everyday you put back on your mask and fooled everyone into thinking you were something you'll never be. I wish you would've told me from the start, Clark. It would've made it so much easier."
Lana was now on the verge of tears. Clark Kent was gone and in his place was this - this alien - that she had no knowledge of.
"I knew you would hate me."
"I can't hate you."
"You probably want to just go back to being friends now, right?"
Lana hesitated.
Clark looked up at her. He looked so pitiful.
"I - I think that would be the best thing for now..."
Clark let his head fall back onto the railing.
"You can go ahead and leave. It's getting late."
"It's only eight."
"Yeah, well, what do expect to do here?"
Lana was taken back a little.
"Clark, I'm not leaving you. I just want to know you. The real you. You can let me in now."
Clark stood up straight and heading for the door.
"You don't wanna know me, Lana."
'I'm so mad at him. I'm mad that he never trusted me at all. But I have to keep an openmind. I can't give up on him. He doesn't need that.'
"Wait, Clark," she grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around."I would be lieing if I said I'm not angry at you right now, but at the same time I remember all the times when I needed a friend - someone to talk to - and it was always you. I confided in you even if you never did the same with me. When Whitney died I felt so terrible, but somehow you made it seem okay. And you saved me from so much. I wanna repay you. I want to be that person you can confide in."
Clark was still frowning and quickly looked away from her.
For a few moments they just stood there as if trying to comprehend all of what had just happened. Then, Lana slipped her hand into Clarks' and squeezed it reassuringly. He looked at her and slowly returned the squeeze.
"You sure about that?" he asked finally.
"You never gave up on me, so why should I give up on you?" Lana stated smiling hopefully.
Clark managed a half smile. He lead her into the house to explain to his parents that Lana now knew his secret.
*~*~*
'It explains so much,' Lana told herself as she drove down the bumpy road towards the Sullivans house.'This whole time. I can't believe he did that to me. But what if I was in his place? I'd feel so left out and alone. I definitely wouldn't act like Clark does. I would always feel scared that someone would figure it out. How can he go through that everyday? God, things I've told him. I must've sounded like a stuck-up brat. Yet, he still talked to me. He still stayed there with me. Even Whitney couldn't have done that.'
"All he wants to be is normal," I finally exclaimed out loud.
*~*~*
i think i did a pretty good job with the whole secret telling stuff right? i mean it's been done so many times it was kinda hard to find new angle with it but - i dunno. just review plz! :o)