Anna and Bec sorry this took so long school work comes first and all that
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Something was going on tin the Kent household. Mrs. Kent and Clark both seemed to be waiting for Mr. Kent to speak.
"Martha and I knew this would happen eventually." Mr. Kent finally broke the silence. "I had doubts inviting you to live in this house but Clark was insistent and promised to be careful but I knew you would find out."
"Tell me what? What's going on? Everything in this town is effected by those rocks is it the same with Clark?" I was less demanding but no less confused. I knew Clark was different but then this whole town was different and the way Mr. Kent was talking had me a little scared.
"Clark maybe you can show her…" Mr. Kent leaned back in his chair almost as a sign of defeat as he nodded to the block of kitchen knives on the counter.
"Jonathan?" Mrs. Kent sounded worried. Clark just took a deep breath and grabbed the largest one.
"We're trusting you with Clark's life Dori." Mrs. Kent spoke softly as she usually does but there was something in her voice…I watched as Clark pressed the knife to his forearm.
"NO!" I shouted jumping from my seat and grabbing the knife.
"Are you all crazy I…" and I stopped and held Clark's arm, there wasn't a mark on it. "What the hell? But how?"
"Try it." Clark looked straight at me straight through me really. Were they all crazy?
"I can't Clark."
"It won't hurt me. I trust you." His voice was so gentle. I couldn't believe I did it I tried to drive the knife into his arm and heard a crack. The knife had broken. "I was shaking. I knew Clark was fast and that he was strong but what was this.
"Dad the storm cellar." Clark's voice was somewhere between a question and a statement. Mr. Kent nodded and I was allowed to see what only three other people on earth have ever saw.
I felt weak at my knees when I first saw it and my first instinct was to run. They were all mad. They explained everything and it read like a bad science fiction novel. The meteors, Clark's landing, being adopted, and his growing powers. I slumped up against the wall in utter shock.
I couldn't look at any thing but the space ship, THE SPACE SHIP. Clark knelt in front of me and his gaze brought mine around to look at him. Not for the first time did I notice how shockingly beautiful he was, his eyes looked older then they should and suddenly I felt like a child. "Dori, you're the only one besides my parents that know about this. Not Chloe, Pete Lana or even Lex and they can't find out. I need some one to trust Dori."
"Clark you an alien, an actual fucking alien." Mrs. Kent excused my language for the moment. I looked from him to the ship to his parents and back again. "This is unbelievable." I shook my head.
"Dorinda" Clark brought me back again it's funny how his voice can do that. Commanding such respect while still sounding as gently as if he were talking to a three year old.
"You can trust me Clark, I swear to you, you can trust me. No one will ever find out, no one will ever take you away. You're my family. I won't let you down." I had a second chance in life because of this family; my family and I wouldn't let myself fail in protecting them like I did with my own parents. Clark trusted me with something this big, granted it was hard to keep something like this living under the same roof as you but they trusted me. They weren't going to send me away. I hugged him and I'm sure I babbled some of this out loud.
"Why are you letting me into your life like this?" I wondered why he didn't trust Pete or Lana with something like this; I certainly didn't deserve such a secret.
"I needed someone to talk to, no offence to Mom and Dad, I mean you're part of this family now, something brought you to us, to Smallville, just like something brought me here. There has to be a reason."
I wasn't special, my life wasn't extraordinary and I wondered what I had ever done to be trusted and loved by these people. To be able to call someone like Clark my brother. I knew nothing in the past six years fit that bill. We talked a lot more that night. Mr. Kent still looked worried but I would prove to him that I would protect Clark as he protects everyone else in this town.
A week later I still hadn't heard from Lex. It's funny how my mind can dwell on such things when I'm living with an ET. But Clark was still Clark except now he really got his chores done quickly. Clark and I talked on a Friday night after he had a little Lana gazing time. She was now out with Whitney and we sat in the barn. Clark seemed so happy to be completely honest with some one. He even told me how he finds himself floating above the bed sometimes. I don't even think his parents know about that one.
After keeping this secret for 14 years he finally didn't have to hide from the whole world just the whole world minus one but that seemed to help. We still talked about Lana and Lex whom I had given up on. Even Clark hadn't seen him in awhile.
I did something on Sunday I hadn't done in awhile.
I went to church. I talked to my parents, in prayer, about the Kent's. I told my dead parents everything and that I hoped they weren't made that I had a new family. Yesterday I called Mrs. Kent Mom, which lead to a huge moment of silence around the table. I felt guilty about that. I hoped my mom understood but it felt good. Then I came to the realization that I wasn't to blame for my parents death just like I had told Clark he wasn't to blame for the deaths caused by the meteors, they were both acts of powers well beyond us. I think my parents would be happy that I had found such wonderful people to take care of me and to take care of.
Of all people Lex Luther was outside the Church on a Sunday morning. Though I noticed he wasn't there for the service. Clark walked up to him; his parents were talking to some friends though I saw Mr. Kent give Lex a look that would have killed a lesser man. Lex it seemed was used to those kinds of looks.
Lex looked in my direction as he talked to Clark and I wondered if he was talking about me. I wished I had the same hearing Clark did. When Clark looked back to also look at me I knew they were so I walked over. Clark was never subtle.
"What's going on?" I asked even before I stopped walking?
"Dori, I was just asking Clark here if he though you would be interested in accompanying me to a dinner next Saturday?"
"Oh and what did Clark say?" I turned to Clark was this for Lex trying to set Lana and Clark up?
"That you were free but he would really have to ask you."
Turning back to Lex. "Well are you going to ask me?"
"I thought I just did." That smirk.
"Why don't you just call me Friday and I'll let you know." I turned and walked to the truck. Did I just make a big mistake? I casually turned to look over my shoulder. Clark was smiling and so was Lex. Not a smirk a smile, he looked amused. This would be very interesting.
Something was going on tin the Kent household. Mrs. Kent and Clark both seemed to be waiting for Mr. Kent to speak.
"Martha and I knew this would happen eventually." Mr. Kent finally broke the silence. "I had doubts inviting you to live in this house but Clark was insistent and promised to be careful but I knew you would find out."
"Tell me what? What's going on? Everything in this town is effected by those rocks is it the same with Clark?" I was less demanding but no less confused. I knew Clark was different but then this whole town was different and the way Mr. Kent was talking had me a little scared.
"Clark maybe you can show her…" Mr. Kent leaned back in his chair almost as a sign of defeat as he nodded to the block of kitchen knives on the counter.
"Jonathan?" Mrs. Kent sounded worried. Clark just took a deep breath and grabbed the largest one.
"We're trusting you with Clark's life Dori." Mrs. Kent spoke softly as she usually does but there was something in her voice…I watched as Clark pressed the knife to his forearm.
"NO!" I shouted jumping from my seat and grabbing the knife.
"Are you all crazy I…" and I stopped and held Clark's arm, there wasn't a mark on it. "What the hell? But how?"
"Try it." Clark looked straight at me straight through me really. Were they all crazy?
"I can't Clark."
"It won't hurt me. I trust you." His voice was so gentle. I couldn't believe I did it I tried to drive the knife into his arm and heard a crack. The knife had broken. "I was shaking. I knew Clark was fast and that he was strong but what was this.
"Dad the storm cellar." Clark's voice was somewhere between a question and a statement. Mr. Kent nodded and I was allowed to see what only three other people on earth have ever saw.
I felt weak at my knees when I first saw it and my first instinct was to run. They were all mad. They explained everything and it read like a bad science fiction novel. The meteors, Clark's landing, being adopted, and his growing powers. I slumped up against the wall in utter shock.
I couldn't look at any thing but the space ship, THE SPACE SHIP. Clark knelt in front of me and his gaze brought mine around to look at him. Not for the first time did I notice how shockingly beautiful he was, his eyes looked older then they should and suddenly I felt like a child. "Dori, you're the only one besides my parents that know about this. Not Chloe, Pete Lana or even Lex and they can't find out. I need some one to trust Dori."
"Clark you an alien, an actual fucking alien." Mrs. Kent excused my language for the moment. I looked from him to the ship to his parents and back again. "This is unbelievable." I shook my head.
"Dorinda" Clark brought me back again it's funny how his voice can do that. Commanding such respect while still sounding as gently as if he were talking to a three year old.
"You can trust me Clark, I swear to you, you can trust me. No one will ever find out, no one will ever take you away. You're my family. I won't let you down." I had a second chance in life because of this family; my family and I wouldn't let myself fail in protecting them like I did with my own parents. Clark trusted me with something this big, granted it was hard to keep something like this living under the same roof as you but they trusted me. They weren't going to send me away. I hugged him and I'm sure I babbled some of this out loud.
"Why are you letting me into your life like this?" I wondered why he didn't trust Pete or Lana with something like this; I certainly didn't deserve such a secret.
"I needed someone to talk to, no offence to Mom and Dad, I mean you're part of this family now, something brought you to us, to Smallville, just like something brought me here. There has to be a reason."
I wasn't special, my life wasn't extraordinary and I wondered what I had ever done to be trusted and loved by these people. To be able to call someone like Clark my brother. I knew nothing in the past six years fit that bill. We talked a lot more that night. Mr. Kent still looked worried but I would prove to him that I would protect Clark as he protects everyone else in this town.
A week later I still hadn't heard from Lex. It's funny how my mind can dwell on such things when I'm living with an ET. But Clark was still Clark except now he really got his chores done quickly. Clark and I talked on a Friday night after he had a little Lana gazing time. She was now out with Whitney and we sat in the barn. Clark seemed so happy to be completely honest with some one. He even told me how he finds himself floating above the bed sometimes. I don't even think his parents know about that one.
After keeping this secret for 14 years he finally didn't have to hide from the whole world just the whole world minus one but that seemed to help. We still talked about Lana and Lex whom I had given up on. Even Clark hadn't seen him in awhile.
I did something on Sunday I hadn't done in awhile.
I went to church. I talked to my parents, in prayer, about the Kent's. I told my dead parents everything and that I hoped they weren't made that I had a new family. Yesterday I called Mrs. Kent Mom, which lead to a huge moment of silence around the table. I felt guilty about that. I hoped my mom understood but it felt good. Then I came to the realization that I wasn't to blame for my parents death just like I had told Clark he wasn't to blame for the deaths caused by the meteors, they were both acts of powers well beyond us. I think my parents would be happy that I had found such wonderful people to take care of me and to take care of.
Of all people Lex Luther was outside the Church on a Sunday morning. Though I noticed he wasn't there for the service. Clark walked up to him; his parents were talking to some friends though I saw Mr. Kent give Lex a look that would have killed a lesser man. Lex it seemed was used to those kinds of looks.
Lex looked in my direction as he talked to Clark and I wondered if he was talking about me. I wished I had the same hearing Clark did. When Clark looked back to also look at me I knew they were so I walked over. Clark was never subtle.
"What's going on?" I asked even before I stopped walking?
"Dori, I was just asking Clark here if he though you would be interested in accompanying me to a dinner next Saturday?"
"Oh and what did Clark say?" I turned to Clark was this for Lex trying to set Lana and Clark up?
"That you were free but he would really have to ask you."
Turning back to Lex. "Well are you going to ask me?"
"I thought I just did." That smirk.
"Why don't you just call me Friday and I'll let you know." I turned and walked to the truck. Did I just make a big mistake? I casually turned to look over my shoulder. Clark was smiling and so was Lex. Not a smirk a smile, he looked amused. This would be very interesting.