thankyou to anybody who's actually still reading this. i realize it's been, well, a hell of a long time since i've updated, and last time i said that wouldn't happen again. yadda yadda yadda. you know. but, things happen. lots of things happen, and then you just don't have time, or the ability to get on the computer. but, hey, i'm sorry. really.
this chapter has taken me more time to write than any of them, i think. it's not long, i know. but, it's something, right? so, i hope ya like.
enjoy.
why me?
"What are you doing here?" he asked, not bothering to remove himself from his position. He wanted answers, and he'd get them faster if Chloe had no way to get away.
"I believe the better question would be what are you doing on top of me?" she countered, shaking her head to try and remove the stray hair that managed to cloud her vision.
"I thought you were an intruder," Lex answered, "You *are* an intruder," he corrected, not moving, "Now, why don't you tell me why you're here while I'm not."
"Oh, damn, I thought you were going to be in one of the those 'what's mine is yours' moods," she cracked, rolling her eyes, and trying desperately to get up at the same time. She seemed to be eyeing his chest, and Lex got a bad feeling in his stomach.
"Don't you dare," he warned.
"Dare what?" she asked, her eyes widening with faux innocence.
"Don't."
"And since when do I take orders from my attacker?" she questioned, once again resuming her attempts to escape.
"Attacker!" Lex yelled, "I thought you were here to attack me!" He shifted himself slightly after Chloe found an open spot to wiggle out of. His legs were on either side of her, and he now had her arms pinned to the ground. Well, one arm to the ground, the other to the wall.
She struggled for another moment, then she went limp as she gave up. Lex smiled despite the situation, but didn't let down his guard, this could be a trick of hers to get away...and Lex was having fun.
Then, as if reading his mind, "You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were enjoying this."
"And why would I enjoy having the advantage over you?" he asked.
"Advantage?"
"Yeah, that's right. Advantage," he said, "I'm in the right here."
Chloe's mouth formed a perfect O. "You diluted moron," she emphasized every word, "You are *so* not in the right here. The only reason I came back was to retreive my keys. I figured you'd be here anyway, but you weren't..."
"So, you just decided to let yourself in?" he interrupted, incredulous.
"Okay, yeah, well, okay, so, maybe you are in the right there," she stumbled, averting her eyes.
"You broke in."
She nodded...reluctantly. "You could say that," she said, slowly, "But, you could also say that I was just testing the security of your locks, you know, for your safety."
"Glad to know you're looking out for me," he praised sarcastically.
"Yeah, that's right," she assured, "Friends look out for friends."
"You know, in any other situation, I'd probably take you seriously there, but now..." Lex trailed, dishearted.
"Heh, so it was alittle lame. But, hey, give me some credit. At least I tried."
"Which is all I can expect," Lex was trying to decide how to handle this situation now that he knew why she was here. She'd come to get her keys. She'd picked the lock, and let herself in.
"Yes, well that's nice, and what I'd expect you to do is to get off me now," she said after he'd become quiet.
Lex drifted back to the present as soon as he heard her voice. "Yeah, right," he muttered. He slowly got up, and then offered her his hand to help her up, as well. She accepted.
"Well, that was fun," she joked, dusting herself off.
Lex merely nodded, the fun wasn't over yet. He still had questions.
"So, Chloe, tell me. How did you get here?"
Looking up, she answered, "Neighbor. Gave him a few bucks to take me up here. Then, I told him to just drop me off."
"How would you have gotten home? And, once you saw that my car wasn't here, why did you stay?"
"Jeez, what's up with the 20 questions act?" she asked, sounding slightly alarmed and irritated, at the same time.
"I'm just curious."
"You're always curious," she whispered, shaking her head, "To answer your first question, I was just going to take *my* car to get home. And, for the second one, well, I don't know. To be honest, I, I just hadn't noticed."
"You didn't notice that I wasn't home? After you knocked, most likely several times, if your story is true," Lex queried.
"Well, by that time, I didn't care. I was cold, and your place is warm. So, I just used my reporter skills to enter such residence."
"Okay. Another question. Where, may I ask, did you lose your keys?"
Chloe was now at that glaring stage, "I lost them in your room when you decided to take your sexual frustrations out on my stomach."
"I'll have you know, that word is foreign to me."
"Uh, huh," she said, unbelieving, "Anymore questions?"
"Yeah, if you lost your keys in my room, what were you doing in here?"
Finally, a question that she couldn't answer, at least not immediately. At first, her eyes became larger, and her mouth started moving, but no sound came out. But, that didn't last for long...
"Why was I in here?" she repeated, while pacing. Then, she stopped, and shot her hand into the air, "Oh, oh, I have an excuse."
"Oh, yippee!" Lex shouted, slightly jumping up and down to express his happiness.
"I thought I heard someone," she rationalized.
"Oh, I see," Lex said, "You thought someone, other than yourself, that is, had broken in. And, then decided to investigate."
"Uh, huh," she assured, gesturing towards the door, "I was about to leave, then I heard something...move in here."
"Really," Lex strung out, "Well, it doesn't seem as if there's anyone else in here now."
"Nope, guess not. Man, I really should go. You know, I'll do that right now," she then turned and started towards the door. Lex reached out and grabbed her arm before she'd gone too far.
"I don't think so."
"Oh, come on!" she whined, tugging on her arm, "You and I both know we could go on and on debating this."
"Yes, but isn't it fun?" Lex asked, smirking.
"You are liking this way too much," Chloe stated, slumping. She was looking at him beneath her lashes. Staring back at her for a moment, Lex let go.
"Fine, go."
Eyes wide, mouth agape, "Really?"
"Yeah, it's late. And, you're, you're probably tired..or something," Lex glanced down at her and noticed her hair was covering her eye in that trademark Chloe fashion. He reached out once more, she looked about to retract, but then stopped. Lex brushed the hair out of her eye, and smiled.
"Damn you," Chloe whispered, averting her eyes.
"What?" Lex asked, confused.
"You almost had me asking what you were thinking," she answered, lifting her head, a smile playing on her lips.
"And that's worthy of a 'damn you?'
"Yep. I need to save that for when you're *really* being all mysterious...and unreading...and...cryptic...and..." at this point Lex was slowly leaning in, filling the space between them, "and strange...anomalous...weird...don't you agree?"
"Uh huh," Lex appeased, nodding, "Very weird."
They were now barely an inch away from eachother, and neither was moving. Lex wasn't moving any closer, Chloe was moving away. They just kind of stayed like that. Both debating who should take the next step. Should Lex finish what he started? Or should Chloe finish it for good?
***
can you believe *that* took me a long time to write? i can't. i'm gonna start working on the next chapter tomorrow. i'll try *so* hard to stop with the delay. as soon as the chapter's done, it'll be up. come hell or high water, it will be up. i don't care about that stupid restraining order anyway. (kidding, kidding).
one last thing, that i, well, always include. thankyou. thank. you. reviews, of courze, are...well, you know. so, thanks. bye all.
this chapter has taken me more time to write than any of them, i think. it's not long, i know. but, it's something, right? so, i hope ya like.
enjoy.
why me?
"What are you doing here?" he asked, not bothering to remove himself from his position. He wanted answers, and he'd get them faster if Chloe had no way to get away.
"I believe the better question would be what are you doing on top of me?" she countered, shaking her head to try and remove the stray hair that managed to cloud her vision.
"I thought you were an intruder," Lex answered, "You *are* an intruder," he corrected, not moving, "Now, why don't you tell me why you're here while I'm not."
"Oh, damn, I thought you were going to be in one of the those 'what's mine is yours' moods," she cracked, rolling her eyes, and trying desperately to get up at the same time. She seemed to be eyeing his chest, and Lex got a bad feeling in his stomach.
"Don't you dare," he warned.
"Dare what?" she asked, her eyes widening with faux innocence.
"Don't."
"And since when do I take orders from my attacker?" she questioned, once again resuming her attempts to escape.
"Attacker!" Lex yelled, "I thought you were here to attack me!" He shifted himself slightly after Chloe found an open spot to wiggle out of. His legs were on either side of her, and he now had her arms pinned to the ground. Well, one arm to the ground, the other to the wall.
She struggled for another moment, then she went limp as she gave up. Lex smiled despite the situation, but didn't let down his guard, this could be a trick of hers to get away...and Lex was having fun.
Then, as if reading his mind, "You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were enjoying this."
"And why would I enjoy having the advantage over you?" he asked.
"Advantage?"
"Yeah, that's right. Advantage," he said, "I'm in the right here."
Chloe's mouth formed a perfect O. "You diluted moron," she emphasized every word, "You are *so* not in the right here. The only reason I came back was to retreive my keys. I figured you'd be here anyway, but you weren't..."
"So, you just decided to let yourself in?" he interrupted, incredulous.
"Okay, yeah, well, okay, so, maybe you are in the right there," she stumbled, averting her eyes.
"You broke in."
She nodded...reluctantly. "You could say that," she said, slowly, "But, you could also say that I was just testing the security of your locks, you know, for your safety."
"Glad to know you're looking out for me," he praised sarcastically.
"Yeah, that's right," she assured, "Friends look out for friends."
"You know, in any other situation, I'd probably take you seriously there, but now..." Lex trailed, dishearted.
"Heh, so it was alittle lame. But, hey, give me some credit. At least I tried."
"Which is all I can expect," Lex was trying to decide how to handle this situation now that he knew why she was here. She'd come to get her keys. She'd picked the lock, and let herself in.
"Yes, well that's nice, and what I'd expect you to do is to get off me now," she said after he'd become quiet.
Lex drifted back to the present as soon as he heard her voice. "Yeah, right," he muttered. He slowly got up, and then offered her his hand to help her up, as well. She accepted.
"Well, that was fun," she joked, dusting herself off.
Lex merely nodded, the fun wasn't over yet. He still had questions.
"So, Chloe, tell me. How did you get here?"
Looking up, she answered, "Neighbor. Gave him a few bucks to take me up here. Then, I told him to just drop me off."
"How would you have gotten home? And, once you saw that my car wasn't here, why did you stay?"
"Jeez, what's up with the 20 questions act?" she asked, sounding slightly alarmed and irritated, at the same time.
"I'm just curious."
"You're always curious," she whispered, shaking her head, "To answer your first question, I was just going to take *my* car to get home. And, for the second one, well, I don't know. To be honest, I, I just hadn't noticed."
"You didn't notice that I wasn't home? After you knocked, most likely several times, if your story is true," Lex queried.
"Well, by that time, I didn't care. I was cold, and your place is warm. So, I just used my reporter skills to enter such residence."
"Okay. Another question. Where, may I ask, did you lose your keys?"
Chloe was now at that glaring stage, "I lost them in your room when you decided to take your sexual frustrations out on my stomach."
"I'll have you know, that word is foreign to me."
"Uh, huh," she said, unbelieving, "Anymore questions?"
"Yeah, if you lost your keys in my room, what were you doing in here?"
Finally, a question that she couldn't answer, at least not immediately. At first, her eyes became larger, and her mouth started moving, but no sound came out. But, that didn't last for long...
"Why was I in here?" she repeated, while pacing. Then, she stopped, and shot her hand into the air, "Oh, oh, I have an excuse."
"Oh, yippee!" Lex shouted, slightly jumping up and down to express his happiness.
"I thought I heard someone," she rationalized.
"Oh, I see," Lex said, "You thought someone, other than yourself, that is, had broken in. And, then decided to investigate."
"Uh, huh," she assured, gesturing towards the door, "I was about to leave, then I heard something...move in here."
"Really," Lex strung out, "Well, it doesn't seem as if there's anyone else in here now."
"Nope, guess not. Man, I really should go. You know, I'll do that right now," she then turned and started towards the door. Lex reached out and grabbed her arm before she'd gone too far.
"I don't think so."
"Oh, come on!" she whined, tugging on her arm, "You and I both know we could go on and on debating this."
"Yes, but isn't it fun?" Lex asked, smirking.
"You are liking this way too much," Chloe stated, slumping. She was looking at him beneath her lashes. Staring back at her for a moment, Lex let go.
"Fine, go."
Eyes wide, mouth agape, "Really?"
"Yeah, it's late. And, you're, you're probably tired..or something," Lex glanced down at her and noticed her hair was covering her eye in that trademark Chloe fashion. He reached out once more, she looked about to retract, but then stopped. Lex brushed the hair out of her eye, and smiled.
"Damn you," Chloe whispered, averting her eyes.
"What?" Lex asked, confused.
"You almost had me asking what you were thinking," she answered, lifting her head, a smile playing on her lips.
"And that's worthy of a 'damn you?'
"Yep. I need to save that for when you're *really* being all mysterious...and unreading...and...cryptic...and..." at this point Lex was slowly leaning in, filling the space between them, "and strange...anomalous...weird...don't you agree?"
"Uh huh," Lex appeased, nodding, "Very weird."
They were now barely an inch away from eachother, and neither was moving. Lex wasn't moving any closer, Chloe was moving away. They just kind of stayed like that. Both debating who should take the next step. Should Lex finish what he started? Or should Chloe finish it for good?
***
can you believe *that* took me a long time to write? i can't. i'm gonna start working on the next chapter tomorrow. i'll try *so* hard to stop with the delay. as soon as the chapter's done, it'll be up. come hell or high water, it will be up. i don't care about that stupid restraining order anyway. (kidding, kidding).
one last thing, that i, well, always include. thankyou. thank. you. reviews, of courze, are...well, you know. so, thanks. bye all.
