Mark laid on the bench gasping for breath in pain. He looked at his chest you could see

little indents where Lena had her fingers. He stood up still weak. He hit a locker bending

the door. He grabbed his stuff walking out. He staggered a little still in pain; he made it

to his car and passed out.

Minutes to hours Mark laid in his car passed out, still in pain. "No, Just get

away." He shouted.

"But Mark, baby you know that you want me." She yelled back at him.

"No, I want nothing to do with you." Then the familiar pain, and the screams. Mark

awoke to a tap on the window. He gasped, in a cold sweat. "Get away get out of my

head." he whispered to himself holding his head, once again the tap. He looked at the

window and rolled it down.

"Are you okay Mark?"

"Yeah Lana, I'm OK." Mark lied smiling. "What are you doing here after school

closing."

"A project, are you sure your all right?" Lana said climbing into the passenger side of the

car. Mark smiled and looked at her.

"Really I'm fine. But thank you for worrying. Do you need a ride, I'll take you anywhere

you wanna go, maybe we can go back to the house and talk." Mark asked starting his car.

"Um.. Sure nothing wrong with talking." Lana smiled at Mark, as Mark backed out of

the parking spot.

The drive to the house was semi-quiet with a few words here and there. He pulled

up to the house. "Lex isn't home, so we can do whatever we want." Mark grinned. Lana

laughed. "I'm not that kind of girl Mark." Mark made a sound and a snap with his fingers.

"Damn, well we'll see." He smiled. Opening the door to the house walking in, Lana

following him. He set his bag down on the floor kicking off his shoes in the middle of the

floor; he started running then sliding on the floor in his socks. Lana watched and laughed

at him.

"Your insane."

"No you just haven't tried it." Mark smiled bending down and lifting one of Lana's legs

pulling her shoe off. She steadied herself with her hands on his shoulder. Mark did the

same to her other foot. He looked up at her and grinned "come on, you'll love it." Mark

ran and slid again.

Lana stood watching and laughing. "I'm not gonna do it, it's crazy". Mark slid over.

Moving behind her he leaned to her ear.

"I get what I want." He pushed her making her slide on the floor. He grinned, as Lana

laughed. Mark felt the very familiar tingle in his head behind his eyes. He stopped Lana

and pinned her against the wall in the hallway.

"Mark, what are you doing?" she looked up at him.

"Getting what I want Lana, and I want you." His eyes glazed against the white light

again. Lana looked his eyes, before kissing him her hand lightly sliding over the zipper of

his pants, just as the door opened and he pulled away rubbing his eyes. "Lex." Mark

smiled. Lex eyed Lana who looked confused and lost of what had just happened.

"Hi Mark, Hello Lana."

Lana shook her head snapping out of her zone. "Huh? Oh Hi Lex." She smiled. I have a

boyfriend, Whitney, and I have feelings for Clark, why did I almost just kiss Mark?

She thought to herself. Mark smiled.

"Lex, we were just going to do some work."

"Pushed against a wall, what kind of work?" Lex asked.

"Um, Math, you know Angles and all that, we thought it would be better to get a real feel

for it" Mark smiled and adjusted his pants, Lex looked at him then down at his pants.

"Seems you got too much of a feel." Mark laughed and gave Lex an evil eye. "Well I'm

going bye Lana, bye Mark, remember what I said." He leaned close to Mark "she's off

limits."

"Bull, no one is." Mark replied. "Not to me." Mark looked over at Lana, as Lana put her

shoes on.

"Mark I think I should go."

"But Lana wait, why?" Mark asked stopping her.

"Something happened, and I don't know what, I have a boyfriend." He said grabbing her

bag and walking out. "Lex, can I get a ride to the Talon?" Mark heard her yell to Lex.

Mark stood in the doorway leaning on the frame his face looking pure evil, his eyes a

dark blue, almost black. His jaw clenched. He walked in and slammed the door. He went

up to the gym room, and looked at the punching bag. He moved taking one punch at it,

knocking it from the ceiling, and into the wall leaving a hole where it hit.

"Well, Lana your boyfriend wont be around very much longer to get in my way."