"I'm With You"--- by StormKait
Chapter Five: Maybe I'm Just Out of My Mind
Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated in a while!! I've been busy. anyway, this chapter is totally inner monologue (just what Chloe and Lex are thinking about what has happened in the past day.) I figured it would be less confusing if everyone knew what both of them were thinking, instead of just Chloe.
Chloe's POV:
Okay, now that was weird. Geez, I mean, Lex Luthor is telling me he's glad I didn't commit suicide. Clark didn't even tell me that! I mean, I know he's like the reason I was gonna do it, but still. He should have had the decency to tell me that I still mattered to him even though he and Lana are *cough* together. And the way Lex said it too.I dunno, it just seems like maybe he meant it. Like, really meant it. Not just a, "Oh, Chloe, thanks for not committing suicide yesterday" (insert nonchalant voice here). No, like he really meant it. Like, "Thanks for not killing yourself because I can't live another day without you." Okay. so maybe not like that, but a girl can dream, can't she? But you know what? I don't understand why I suddenly have all these feelings for Lex. I mean, the guy would never have given me the time of day had I not been Clark's friend. Am I reading too much into it? Probably. He was probably just trying to be nice, seeing how psycho I was in the kitchen, what with everyone here and all. To be honest, it was a little overwhelming. I wasn't ready to confront Clark about it yet. Lana I could see, because she's my roommate and all. But back to Lex. yeah, I bet I'm just overanalyzing. As usual. Chloe Sullivan, student reporter. Or, if you prefer: Chloe Sullivan, suicidal basketcase. Whatever floats your boat. I'm easy. (Well, not like that. but if a certain Lex Luthor came along.) I need to get this straightened out. But not right away. I like thinking that Lex likes me. It makes me feel, well, not as suicidal as before.
Lex's POV:
What was I thinking?! I should never have said that. Well, something like that, but not something to lead her on. I don't even know if I'm leading her on, because I don't even know what I'd be leading her on to! Why is this pissing me off so much? Jesus, all I did was tell my friend that I was glad she didn't jump off a dam last night. It was so simple!! Then why am I making it so fucking difficult?! She's vulnerable. and she knows it. I know, I know. she's Clark's friend. A sixteen-year-old high-schooler. Then why is she making me second-guess myself all the time? Every time I say something to her, I have to think before I say it. I never do that. And why in the hell am I doing it now? She shouldn't have that effect on me. no one should. I run my own company. If I can handle that and my controlling blind father, also the biggest asshole known to man, I can handle Chloe Sullivan, intrepid student reporter. But the thing is, she isn't so intrepid. She was going to commit suicide just because Clark finally got his raven-haired beauty. I think the guy is stupid, because Chloe is the perfect girl for him, right under his nose, and he can't see it. So maybe I'll make him see it. Make him see what he's missing. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I'm going to make Chloe happy. if not with Clark, then with me.
~*TBC*~
Chapter Five: Maybe I'm Just Out of My Mind
Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated in a while!! I've been busy. anyway, this chapter is totally inner monologue (just what Chloe and Lex are thinking about what has happened in the past day.) I figured it would be less confusing if everyone knew what both of them were thinking, instead of just Chloe.
Chloe's POV:
Okay, now that was weird. Geez, I mean, Lex Luthor is telling me he's glad I didn't commit suicide. Clark didn't even tell me that! I mean, I know he's like the reason I was gonna do it, but still. He should have had the decency to tell me that I still mattered to him even though he and Lana are *cough* together. And the way Lex said it too.I dunno, it just seems like maybe he meant it. Like, really meant it. Not just a, "Oh, Chloe, thanks for not committing suicide yesterday" (insert nonchalant voice here). No, like he really meant it. Like, "Thanks for not killing yourself because I can't live another day without you." Okay. so maybe not like that, but a girl can dream, can't she? But you know what? I don't understand why I suddenly have all these feelings for Lex. I mean, the guy would never have given me the time of day had I not been Clark's friend. Am I reading too much into it? Probably. He was probably just trying to be nice, seeing how psycho I was in the kitchen, what with everyone here and all. To be honest, it was a little overwhelming. I wasn't ready to confront Clark about it yet. Lana I could see, because she's my roommate and all. But back to Lex. yeah, I bet I'm just overanalyzing. As usual. Chloe Sullivan, student reporter. Or, if you prefer: Chloe Sullivan, suicidal basketcase. Whatever floats your boat. I'm easy. (Well, not like that. but if a certain Lex Luthor came along.) I need to get this straightened out. But not right away. I like thinking that Lex likes me. It makes me feel, well, not as suicidal as before.
Lex's POV:
What was I thinking?! I should never have said that. Well, something like that, but not something to lead her on. I don't even know if I'm leading her on, because I don't even know what I'd be leading her on to! Why is this pissing me off so much? Jesus, all I did was tell my friend that I was glad she didn't jump off a dam last night. It was so simple!! Then why am I making it so fucking difficult?! She's vulnerable. and she knows it. I know, I know. she's Clark's friend. A sixteen-year-old high-schooler. Then why is she making me second-guess myself all the time? Every time I say something to her, I have to think before I say it. I never do that. And why in the hell am I doing it now? She shouldn't have that effect on me. no one should. I run my own company. If I can handle that and my controlling blind father, also the biggest asshole known to man, I can handle Chloe Sullivan, intrepid student reporter. But the thing is, she isn't so intrepid. She was going to commit suicide just because Clark finally got his raven-haired beauty. I think the guy is stupid, because Chloe is the perfect girl for him, right under his nose, and he can't see it. So maybe I'll make him see it. Make him see what he's missing. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I'm going to make Chloe happy. if not with Clark, then with me.
~*TBC*~