Okay, okay, no big deal. So I got a few not so good reviews. And it's not that they weren't good, it's just that they pointed out my mistakes, which is good, so...they are good reviews! Well, anyway, I'm going to use these reviews so that my writing isn't so..shall i say scrambled. I'll do the space thing, and the capital thing. But grammar? I don't know about that. Well, I hope you like this chapter, as you all know, this is my first Chloe/Lex scene, and I'm a bit nervous. So, here it comes.
why me?
"Mr. Luthor what are you doing here? Come to bring Clark a Porsch this time?" Chloe demanded, rapidly wiping at her eyes. She'd obviously tried to cover her tears with make-up. But... Chloe never wears make-up.
"Where'd you get the make-up?" Lex blurted out. Being in his rather nervous state, he'd accidently asked what he was thinking.
She looked shocked for a second, but that was quickly covered up with a look of anger, "What are you talking about?"
God, here we go. Before he could stop himself he said,"Make. Up. You've been crying. And I was just wondering where'd you'd gotten the make-up from to cover it up." Or, at least, tried to cover it up. You could tell she was not experienced in the art of cosmetics .
"Was it the meteorites that caused you to become such a jerk, or just genes? You know what, just go away, I don't want unwanted company right now," she spat as she pushed her way past him into the now completely empty hallway, the physical contact not going unnoticed.
"Mrs. Sullivan? You can't lie to me, I'm not like one of these mindless miscreants that you walk the halls with," Lex retorted.
"Oh, yeah? Well, you could have fooled the rest of us."
Pausing, trying to find the right words to use that wouldn't set her off any more than she already was, he asked, as gently as he could, "Are you okay?"
Apparently caught off guard by his sudden change in tone, and the fact that she'd been expecting him to come back at her with some quick and clever comeback, she stopped walking. Turning around slowly, she just stared at him for a minute, trying to decide whether he was being genuine, or just trying to get her to let her guard down.
After a considerable amount of time, she asked,"What *are* you doing here, Lex?"
She'd called him by his first name. Slightly taken aback, it took him a minute to remember why he was here in the first place. And as soon as he did, dread consumed him once more.
"I came to see you," was all he could come up with.
With all the things that had probably gone through her head as to why Lex was here, she'd still evidently not been expecting that.
"Me?" then a look of realization slowly dawned on her face(which was no longer tear-stained.) "I'm assuming you read the article?"
Lex nodded. Chloe started walking away.
"Chloe..." there he'd even said her name, yet she still continued to walk. He'd never know her to run away from any type of situation before. Something must be really wrong, he thought seriously. She was almost to the door, and, not wanting to miss his chance to still talk with her, he ran to catch up, something he rarely did.
"Chloe, stop," he demanded, though not really coming out as a demand, seeing as to how he was breathing hard. Grabbing her arm, he turned her around before she had a chance to escape.
"Look, I know you're upset, okay? It was just supposed to be an article to be overlooked, alright? An insignificant piece written by me to warn the clueless citizens of Smallville about the forthcoming doom that's about to be rendered on them." She spoke very fast, but slow enough for Lex to hear every word, not to mention the fact that he was paying close attention to everything that came out of her mouth.
"Chloe, it's alright, I'm not mad. Actually, I'm impressed," he lied. He could see she was already fragile as it was, and he didn't want to see her hurt anymore.
"Impressed?" Chloe said sarcastically. She wasn't falling for it. Okay, then, time to put on the charm.
"Of course, impressed. Why wouldn't I be? No one has ever expressed their opinion of me so openly and...freely, as much as you have," did she just blush? Spurred on by her reaction, Lex continued, "I do beleive your exact words were,"Pretentious playboy," if I'm correct. And that would certainly be truthful. I've never denied that fact. The only part I *do* disagree with would be the part were you presumed that I would be following in my Father's footsteps. Which would be false. I have no plans to shut down the plant, now nor in the future. There's no reason to. If I did, then I'd have to move away from Smallville," and you, he thought to himself,"And if I did that, then... how would I keep up with the local news via the Torch?"
That's it keep going.
Chloe's expression suddenly turned from pride to despair, "Yeah, well, you won't need to worry about that much longer." Chloe said in a barely audible voice, looking rather sulky.
Lex frowned. "And why is that? Chloe, what's wrong? You can tell me. Who made you cry?" Lex asked, his voice practically leaking with sincerity.
"Who made me cry." Chloe repeated, a faraway look in her eyes, which were beginning to cloud up again with tears.
"Yes, who," Lex was beginning to get impatient, he wanted to know who did this to her, what they did, and then he wanted to kill them.
Chloe looked up. She was now crying, and it was all Lex could do to just put his arms around hertell her that he cared, and that he wanted to make everything better. But the new look in her eye stopped him from doing any such thing.
"You did, Lex," she said, her voice almost cracking,"you're the reason I'm crying."
***
Oohhh. Lovely. A cliffhanger(again, i guess). An unexpected cliffhanger, huh. Even to me, and *I'm* writing it. Guess you probably thought it'd be Clark or something. But ,nope, uh huh. Well, I'll put another chapter up soon. I know i hate being in suspense(what am i saying i love being in suspence, at least for awhile anyway), but I know some people don't. So, I'll go write it now.
Oh, and hope this chapter was less confusing. With the way i wrote it. ok that's all bye.
why me?
"Mr. Luthor what are you doing here? Come to bring Clark a Porsch this time?" Chloe demanded, rapidly wiping at her eyes. She'd obviously tried to cover her tears with make-up. But... Chloe never wears make-up.
"Where'd you get the make-up?" Lex blurted out. Being in his rather nervous state, he'd accidently asked what he was thinking.
She looked shocked for a second, but that was quickly covered up with a look of anger, "What are you talking about?"
God, here we go. Before he could stop himself he said,"Make. Up. You've been crying. And I was just wondering where'd you'd gotten the make-up from to cover it up." Or, at least, tried to cover it up. You could tell she was not experienced in the art of cosmetics .
"Was it the meteorites that caused you to become such a jerk, or just genes? You know what, just go away, I don't want unwanted company right now," she spat as she pushed her way past him into the now completely empty hallway, the physical contact not going unnoticed.
"Mrs. Sullivan? You can't lie to me, I'm not like one of these mindless miscreants that you walk the halls with," Lex retorted.
"Oh, yeah? Well, you could have fooled the rest of us."
Pausing, trying to find the right words to use that wouldn't set her off any more than she already was, he asked, as gently as he could, "Are you okay?"
Apparently caught off guard by his sudden change in tone, and the fact that she'd been expecting him to come back at her with some quick and clever comeback, she stopped walking. Turning around slowly, she just stared at him for a minute, trying to decide whether he was being genuine, or just trying to get her to let her guard down.
After a considerable amount of time, she asked,"What *are* you doing here, Lex?"
She'd called him by his first name. Slightly taken aback, it took him a minute to remember why he was here in the first place. And as soon as he did, dread consumed him once more.
"I came to see you," was all he could come up with.
With all the things that had probably gone through her head as to why Lex was here, she'd still evidently not been expecting that.
"Me?" then a look of realization slowly dawned on her face(which was no longer tear-stained.) "I'm assuming you read the article?"
Lex nodded. Chloe started walking away.
"Chloe..." there he'd even said her name, yet she still continued to walk. He'd never know her to run away from any type of situation before. Something must be really wrong, he thought seriously. She was almost to the door, and, not wanting to miss his chance to still talk with her, he ran to catch up, something he rarely did.
"Chloe, stop," he demanded, though not really coming out as a demand, seeing as to how he was breathing hard. Grabbing her arm, he turned her around before she had a chance to escape.
"Look, I know you're upset, okay? It was just supposed to be an article to be overlooked, alright? An insignificant piece written by me to warn the clueless citizens of Smallville about the forthcoming doom that's about to be rendered on them." She spoke very fast, but slow enough for Lex to hear every word, not to mention the fact that he was paying close attention to everything that came out of her mouth.
"Chloe, it's alright, I'm not mad. Actually, I'm impressed," he lied. He could see she was already fragile as it was, and he didn't want to see her hurt anymore.
"Impressed?" Chloe said sarcastically. She wasn't falling for it. Okay, then, time to put on the charm.
"Of course, impressed. Why wouldn't I be? No one has ever expressed their opinion of me so openly and...freely, as much as you have," did she just blush? Spurred on by her reaction, Lex continued, "I do beleive your exact words were,"Pretentious playboy," if I'm correct. And that would certainly be truthful. I've never denied that fact. The only part I *do* disagree with would be the part were you presumed that I would be following in my Father's footsteps. Which would be false. I have no plans to shut down the plant, now nor in the future. There's no reason to. If I did, then I'd have to move away from Smallville," and you, he thought to himself,"And if I did that, then... how would I keep up with the local news via the Torch?"
That's it keep going.
Chloe's expression suddenly turned from pride to despair, "Yeah, well, you won't need to worry about that much longer." Chloe said in a barely audible voice, looking rather sulky.
Lex frowned. "And why is that? Chloe, what's wrong? You can tell me. Who made you cry?" Lex asked, his voice practically leaking with sincerity.
"Who made me cry." Chloe repeated, a faraway look in her eyes, which were beginning to cloud up again with tears.
"Yes, who," Lex was beginning to get impatient, he wanted to know who did this to her, what they did, and then he wanted to kill them.
Chloe looked up. She was now crying, and it was all Lex could do to just put his arms around hertell her that he cared, and that he wanted to make everything better. But the new look in her eye stopped him from doing any such thing.
"You did, Lex," she said, her voice almost cracking,"you're the reason I'm crying."
***
Oohhh. Lovely. A cliffhanger(again, i guess). An unexpected cliffhanger, huh. Even to me, and *I'm* writing it. Guess you probably thought it'd be Clark or something. But ,nope, uh huh. Well, I'll put another chapter up soon. I know i hate being in suspense(what am i saying i love being in suspence, at least for awhile anyway), but I know some people don't. So, I'll go write it now.
Oh, and hope this chapter was less confusing. With the way i wrote it. ok that's all bye.
