chaos
By blondie
cdiminyatz@hotmail.com
*I own nothing*
*I don't take nor give criticism well. try not to be too mean* *please*
*please do the review thing.I like to hear that I am not just doing this because I am REALLY bored.*
* I realize that I am not that great of a writer, u don't have to tall me that*
* I don't know Chloe's whole family situation.so don't quote me on any of that*
~ Lana Lang. Sweet quiet Lana Lang. It's always the quiet ones. They usually aren't as popular as Lana, but they are always quiet then one day. ~
Chloe stared at Lana in utter shock. Everyone had always thought on her as the nicest and most popular girl in school. Chloe had thought in the back of her head that the nice thing was all an act more than once, now she had something to back it up.
She just stared at Lana, in a mixture of disgust, shock, and fear.
Lana kept smiling. Then she started twirling her hair and wandering around the room with dazed look on her face.
~ Sweet Jesus, what is that girl on? She looks a little drunk. ~
Chloe sniffed the air and smelt only a combined scent of her and Lana perfumes.
"I broke it off with Whitney." Lana said.
"And asked out Clark five minutes later."
~ First she sends me death threats, now she tries to break my heart. She is the devil him.herself. ~
Chloe stared at Lana and tried her best not to cry. She knew that this could happen. She had seen her looking at Clark. That didn't soften the blow at all.
"I thought you should know." Lana paused and looked a little guilty for a second. Just a second.
"I know that you have had your eye on him for like forever, and I just thought you should know before you considered ever having a chance in hell with him."
With those final cruel knives considered words shot from her painted mouth, she turned and walked out of the office.
Chloe looked around and decided that she had done enough crying for one decade. The last time she had cried before the phone call was when her dad had announced that he was leaving.
Chloe deleted the "extra" in her paper and saved her latest edition of "The Torch" to her computer.
She picked up her bag and walked out of her office.all while promising herself that she wasn't going to cry.
****
Chloe was walking towards her house when she saw a red pick-up truck driving down the road.
~ No one uses this road. No one except Clark's family and mine.~
She didn't recognize the truck, and she couldn't recognize the driver from where she was.
Suddenly the car seemed to speed up. It seemed to blur as it drove closer towards her, then pulled up to the side of her and stopped suddenly.
Chloe now recognized the driver, but not the expression on his face nor the look in his eye. When he glared at her with a look of hatred, she started to walk away quickly.
"Oh no you don't." he said matter-of-factly as he jumped on of the car and easily grabbed her.
He held her tight against him as he whispered into her ear.
"Did I not scare you enough Chloe? You and Clark? That shit in the beginning was already enough to make me do something. Now him and her are going out. Eye for an Eye Chloe. Did you ever see that movie? Do you want to know what my favorite part in it was?"
With that he put his fingers on the pressure points of her neck and head, causing her to pass out.
He picked her up easily and pressed her in the passenger seat. He buckled her seatbelt and got into the driver's seat.
"He can't say I didn't warn him." he said as he started the car and drove off.
'He takes away something of mine, I take away something of his.' Whitney thought as he smiled and turned to the open road.
*~*~*~* Author's Note: Yeah, yeah. My friend Cat actually suggested that I make Whitney the killer, but it was my idea to make y'all think it was Lana. Hehehehe. If you haven't seen Eye for an Eye, I recommend that you do. ( It's a good movie, but it's rated R kidies.) (Sally Fields is in it!) I don't know how much I will develop that into the story. At this point, I am making it up as I go. Suggestions are welcome. Reviews are desired. Thanks.
By blondie
cdiminyatz@hotmail.com
*I own nothing*
*I don't take nor give criticism well. try not to be too mean* *please*
*please do the review thing.I like to hear that I am not just doing this because I am REALLY bored.*
* I realize that I am not that great of a writer, u don't have to tall me that*
* I don't know Chloe's whole family situation.so don't quote me on any of that*
~ Lana Lang. Sweet quiet Lana Lang. It's always the quiet ones. They usually aren't as popular as Lana, but they are always quiet then one day. ~
Chloe stared at Lana in utter shock. Everyone had always thought on her as the nicest and most popular girl in school. Chloe had thought in the back of her head that the nice thing was all an act more than once, now she had something to back it up.
She just stared at Lana, in a mixture of disgust, shock, and fear.
Lana kept smiling. Then she started twirling her hair and wandering around the room with dazed look on her face.
~ Sweet Jesus, what is that girl on? She looks a little drunk. ~
Chloe sniffed the air and smelt only a combined scent of her and Lana perfumes.
"I broke it off with Whitney." Lana said.
"And asked out Clark five minutes later."
~ First she sends me death threats, now she tries to break my heart. She is the devil him.herself. ~
Chloe stared at Lana and tried her best not to cry. She knew that this could happen. She had seen her looking at Clark. That didn't soften the blow at all.
"I thought you should know." Lana paused and looked a little guilty for a second. Just a second.
"I know that you have had your eye on him for like forever, and I just thought you should know before you considered ever having a chance in hell with him."
With those final cruel knives considered words shot from her painted mouth, she turned and walked out of the office.
Chloe looked around and decided that she had done enough crying for one decade. The last time she had cried before the phone call was when her dad had announced that he was leaving.
Chloe deleted the "extra" in her paper and saved her latest edition of "The Torch" to her computer.
She picked up her bag and walked out of her office.all while promising herself that she wasn't going to cry.
****
Chloe was walking towards her house when she saw a red pick-up truck driving down the road.
~ No one uses this road. No one except Clark's family and mine.~
She didn't recognize the truck, and she couldn't recognize the driver from where she was.
Suddenly the car seemed to speed up. It seemed to blur as it drove closer towards her, then pulled up to the side of her and stopped suddenly.
Chloe now recognized the driver, but not the expression on his face nor the look in his eye. When he glared at her with a look of hatred, she started to walk away quickly.
"Oh no you don't." he said matter-of-factly as he jumped on of the car and easily grabbed her.
He held her tight against him as he whispered into her ear.
"Did I not scare you enough Chloe? You and Clark? That shit in the beginning was already enough to make me do something. Now him and her are going out. Eye for an Eye Chloe. Did you ever see that movie? Do you want to know what my favorite part in it was?"
With that he put his fingers on the pressure points of her neck and head, causing her to pass out.
He picked her up easily and pressed her in the passenger seat. He buckled her seatbelt and got into the driver's seat.
"He can't say I didn't warn him." he said as he started the car and drove off.
'He takes away something of mine, I take away something of his.' Whitney thought as he smiled and turned to the open road.
*~*~*~* Author's Note: Yeah, yeah. My friend Cat actually suggested that I make Whitney the killer, but it was my idea to make y'all think it was Lana. Hehehehe. If you haven't seen Eye for an Eye, I recommend that you do. ( It's a good movie, but it's rated R kidies.) (Sally Fields is in it!) I don't know how much I will develop that into the story. At this point, I am making it up as I go. Suggestions are welcome. Reviews are desired. Thanks.