Today
The moon was insanely bright as its reflection gleamed in the dark
recesses of Lex's eyes. Clark took a step back. For the first time,
he actually thought that Lex would try to kill him with his bare hands
instead of letting his minions continue to do his dirty work. "You
can't begin to know the depth of my grief or what I lost that day."
The unholy light left Lex's eyes as he stared down at the grave. He
suddenly knelt and reached out to trace the words on the headstone
with his fingertips. "I knew it was all too perfect to last. I just
wish it had been me, then Chloe and...." Lex trailed off and Clark
thought that he might have been crying. Lex never cried over Chloe,
at least not in front of him.
To stop himself from feeling sorry for Lex, Clark stared at the
headstone. It should have been Lex. It should have been his name
carved in stone, not Chloe's. Clark should have been accompanying
Chloe here every year. She should have been loved forever in life, not
death. The wind creaked the branches above them and Clark's heart went
cold as knowledge reached in and squeezed it. Never alone. Something
important to tell him. Things getting too busy for her to apply for
an internship at the Planet. What Lex had lost that day. Chloe and...
"Chloe was pregnant."
There was no confirmation coming from the man who grieved silently in
the dark, but Clark didn't need it. Chloe had been pregnant with Lex's
baby. All she had wanted that day was for him to be happy for her.
As suddenly as he went down, Lex gracefully stood up. The moon
disappeared behind a lone dark cloud and shadows crept further out
around them. "All you had to do was talk to her. She would be alive
today if you had talked to her." Lex turned and walked away. "Until
we meet again, Superman," he called without looking back. The
anniversary was over for another year.
Continued....
The moon was insanely bright as its reflection gleamed in the dark
recesses of Lex's eyes. Clark took a step back. For the first time,
he actually thought that Lex would try to kill him with his bare hands
instead of letting his minions continue to do his dirty work. "You
can't begin to know the depth of my grief or what I lost that day."
The unholy light left Lex's eyes as he stared down at the grave. He
suddenly knelt and reached out to trace the words on the headstone
with his fingertips. "I knew it was all too perfect to last. I just
wish it had been me, then Chloe and...." Lex trailed off and Clark
thought that he might have been crying. Lex never cried over Chloe,
at least not in front of him.
To stop himself from feeling sorry for Lex, Clark stared at the
headstone. It should have been Lex. It should have been his name
carved in stone, not Chloe's. Clark should have been accompanying
Chloe here every year. She should have been loved forever in life, not
death. The wind creaked the branches above them and Clark's heart went
cold as knowledge reached in and squeezed it. Never alone. Something
important to tell him. Things getting too busy for her to apply for
an internship at the Planet. What Lex had lost that day. Chloe and...
"Chloe was pregnant."
There was no confirmation coming from the man who grieved silently in
the dark, but Clark didn't need it. Chloe had been pregnant with Lex's
baby. All she had wanted that day was for him to be happy for her.
As suddenly as he went down, Lex gracefully stood up. The moon
disappeared behind a lone dark cloud and shadows crept further out
around them. "All you had to do was talk to her. She would be alive
today if you had talked to her." Lex turned and walked away. "Until
we meet again, Superman," he called without looking back. The
anniversary was over for another year.
Continued....