Chapter 5
I love you, I hate you,
I can't get around you.
I breathe you, I taste you,
I can't live without you.
I just can't take anymore,
This life of solitude.
I guess that I'm out the door,
And now I'm done with you.
"Thank you for seeing me home, Pete," Lana said, glancing around the dark house.
Pete smiled. "No problem. I need to talk to Chloe, anyway." Pete walked into Lana when she stopped abruptly.
Lana's breathing became ragged as she reached behind her and grabbed Pete. "Pete, look," she said, her shoulders heaving.
Pete looked to the doorway and saw the broken window. He quickly stepped around Lana. "Chloe? Chloe!" he yelled into the house. Lana followed close behind him.
"Chloe?!" he yelled again, with no answer. He turned to Lana. "Stay here."
Lana nodded numbly, unable to get enough breath to speak.
Pete walked from room to room before noticing Gabe's busted door. "Chloe?" he asked, walking warily into the room. He ran back into the living room. "Lana?"
Lana was sitting on the couch, tears staining her cheeks. "He took her. He has her, Pete," she said, her hands shaking. "He took Chloe."
Pete knelt in front of Lana. "Who, Lana? Who took Chloe?"
"Lex," she answered in a whisper, looking into his eyes.
Pete stood, pulling Lana to her feet. "We have to get out of here, Lana. He might come back."
Lana allowed herself to be pulled back to Pete's car. "Where are we going?"
"The safest place I know," Pete answered, opening the door for Lana. "Clark's."