Chapter 3- Lost Thoughts
"I know you have something on your mind, Lana. Chloe saw it too, that's why she suggested we be alone," Clark explained.
"Are you happy, Clark? Really happy?" Lana asked mysteriously.
"What do you mean?" Clark asked, becoming suspicious.
"I mean are you and Chloe happy together?" Lana rephrased.
"Yes, I am. I love her more and more everyday. When it seems like I can't love her more than I already do, she does something to prove otherwise. She's my life!" Clark replied.
"Do you know why I stayed with Whitney all those years, Clark?" Lana questioned.
"Actually, no," Clark responded hesitantly. He didn't know if he wanted to hear what she would say next.
"Security, Clark. Whitney had always been there, and I knew he would always be there," not quite aware of Clark anymore, she continued, "When he died I realized my mistake. When Whitney was gone, my life didn't fall apart like I thought it would. Instead my heart did, because I realized I didn't need him to be happy. I didn't need him to know I was ok. I didn't need him to define who I was…"
She came back to the present to finish her thoughts, "I needed you, Clark. Not Whitney, you."
As soon as the words escaped Lana's lips Clark tried his best to put a wall around his heart. He could never harden his heart to Lana, but at this moment he wished he could. Still, he had to ask the next question.
"Then why push me away? You knew I loved you, had always loved you. Why do that to me?" Clark was afraid of her answer, but he had to know.
"By then you'd 'found' Chloe. You had moved on like you should have in high school. I was an emotional minefield for you and I knew it. I knew you would have been better off with Chloe instead of me, so I pushed you away. I thought the only way you could truly move on and forget about me was to think that I hated you," Lana said, as if it was a reasonable answer.
"We better get back to Chloe," Clark stated, dreading Lana's next confession. "She'll be wondering where we went off to."
"Clark…I have something important to tell you," Lana tried to no avail.
"Lana, please. I beg you! I love Chloe. I have moved on. Please don't say these things to me. You don't know what it does to me!" Clark said, backing away from Lana.
"Clark, please!?!" Lana pleaded.
"I'm happy. Chloe and I are having a baby. We're gonna name him Alexander. Ironic how times have changed. Now you like me and Lex despises me!" Clark stated, near hysterics.
"Clark,. stop it!" Lana demanded, also near hysterics. She had to let Clark know! She wouldn't have another chance.
Before she could say another word, Clark sped off in the direction of his apartment.
As Lana started to weep someone stepped silently out of the bushes behind her. He was in his traditional suit and tie. Not exactly the thing to wear hiding in the trees at night, but then again he was Lex Luthor.
"You weren't trying to tell Clark about our little 'secret' were you Lana?" Lex questioned.
Lana whipped around to face Lex. When she realized who had spoken she dropped her eyes, as had become her custom around Lex.
"No, sir. I would never do that to you," she managed to sputter.
She quickly wiped away her tears as a black limousine drove up.
"Get in," Lex demanded, as he opened the door for her.
"I know you have something on your mind, Lana. Chloe saw it too, that's why she suggested we be alone," Clark explained.
"Are you happy, Clark? Really happy?" Lana asked mysteriously.
"What do you mean?" Clark asked, becoming suspicious.
"I mean are you and Chloe happy together?" Lana rephrased.
"Yes, I am. I love her more and more everyday. When it seems like I can't love her more than I already do, she does something to prove otherwise. She's my life!" Clark replied.
"Do you know why I stayed with Whitney all those years, Clark?" Lana questioned.
"Actually, no," Clark responded hesitantly. He didn't know if he wanted to hear what she would say next.
"Security, Clark. Whitney had always been there, and I knew he would always be there," not quite aware of Clark anymore, she continued, "When he died I realized my mistake. When Whitney was gone, my life didn't fall apart like I thought it would. Instead my heart did, because I realized I didn't need him to be happy. I didn't need him to know I was ok. I didn't need him to define who I was…"
She came back to the present to finish her thoughts, "I needed you, Clark. Not Whitney, you."
As soon as the words escaped Lana's lips Clark tried his best to put a wall around his heart. He could never harden his heart to Lana, but at this moment he wished he could. Still, he had to ask the next question.
"Then why push me away? You knew I loved you, had always loved you. Why do that to me?" Clark was afraid of her answer, but he had to know.
"By then you'd 'found' Chloe. You had moved on like you should have in high school. I was an emotional minefield for you and I knew it. I knew you would have been better off with Chloe instead of me, so I pushed you away. I thought the only way you could truly move on and forget about me was to think that I hated you," Lana said, as if it was a reasonable answer.
"We better get back to Chloe," Clark stated, dreading Lana's next confession. "She'll be wondering where we went off to."
"Clark…I have something important to tell you," Lana tried to no avail.
"Lana, please. I beg you! I love Chloe. I have moved on. Please don't say these things to me. You don't know what it does to me!" Clark said, backing away from Lana.
"Clark, please!?!" Lana pleaded.
"I'm happy. Chloe and I are having a baby. We're gonna name him Alexander. Ironic how times have changed. Now you like me and Lex despises me!" Clark stated, near hysterics.
"Clark,. stop it!" Lana demanded, also near hysterics. She had to let Clark know! She wouldn't have another chance.
Before she could say another word, Clark sped off in the direction of his apartment.
As Lana started to weep someone stepped silently out of the bushes behind her. He was in his traditional suit and tie. Not exactly the thing to wear hiding in the trees at night, but then again he was Lex Luthor.
"You weren't trying to tell Clark about our little 'secret' were you Lana?" Lex questioned.
Lana whipped around to face Lex. When she realized who had spoken she dropped her eyes, as had become her custom around Lex.
"No, sir. I would never do that to you," she managed to sputter.
She quickly wiped away her tears as a black limousine drove up.
"Get in," Lex demanded, as he opened the door for her.