lionel, that jerk, always has to ruin lex's good mood. but, hey, maybe i can change that. shh, don't give away anything. wait, what am i saying. i haven't even written it yet, how do i know what's gonna happen. oh, yeah, whoops, *i'm* writing it. oh, well. sorry bout that. i'll be quiet now.
(don't own a thing. really)
enjoy...
why me?
"So, you're just friends?"
Groaning, Lex strode further into the room, "What are you doing here. And in my room, no less."
"It's not my actions that need to be questioned, *Lex*," his father spat out.
"Really? Because I'd imagine that you lurking in my bedroom would qualify as questionable," Lex retorted, stopping at the side of his bed. He opened the drawer of the end table, then picked up his Mother's picture, and placed it inside.
"I find it hard to believe that you still keep that with you. I'd have thought that by now you would have some since of pride."
"What makes you think I don't?" Lex asked, glaring at his Father, desperately wishing that looks could kill. Then again, the look he was recieving from his father made him rethink that thought.
"Must I explain," he answered, motioning towards the closed drawer.
"What's wrong with my wanting to remember her. Just because you've taken it upon yourself to delete her memory, doesn't mean I have to uphold that myself."
"We're straying from the theme of this conversation."
"There's a theme?" Lex pondered, wandering over towards the window. The moon was out, silhoutted by the clouds.
"Chloe Sullivan." Lex inwardly cringed.
"The article," Lex stated, though he new that that probably wasn't all that would be discussed.
"That is the original reason I came to this...*place*," his father waved an arm around the room, "I needed to see what you were planning on doing."
"You know, Father, I would have presumed that you'd have more important things to do than to try and destroy a single life. Don't you usually go after the big kill?" Uh oh, Lex thought. He knew he was going too far with this, but some things needed to be said. And, if he could direct his father's anger towards himself instead of towards Chloe, then all the better.
"I'm not sure whether this is confidence or cockiness. Either way, drop it."
"If I knew how, well, I probably still wouldn't, but, let's just say for the sake of, well, you, that I would. Happy?" Lex now knew that this was indeed cockiness.
His Father smiled, a rather twisted smile at that, "I'd say you were pretty happy before our conversation began. Ms. Sullivan must have had quite an impact on you. Maybe I should give her a ring, see what you find so...enlightening about her...other than the obvious."
He was baiting. Lex knew this. Lex knew he shouldn't take the bait. Lex didn't care. He was already feeling that familiar emotion. Anger. Fury. Rage. Hatred. He tryed to stay calm, but it was no use. He was now too close to Chloe to allow anything to happen to her, or to allow anything to be said about her, especially by him.
"Being silent now are we?" Lionel annoyed, smirking, walking towards him. "Is being tongue-tied another side effect of...*Chloe*?"
That's it. Lex grabbed his father's collar, and slammed him against the wall, "Don't you *dare* say her name. You don't get to. She's not yours, she's not someone who will be yours. I know why you're here. But, the article stays. You try to do anything to Chloe, and I mean anything, I will personally make you pay. And, as far as Chloe and *I* go, that's none of your business," at this, Lex dropped him, and stepped back, "Now get out."
Straightening his tie, he looked...well, afraid. Startled. For a moment anyway. Then it turned to annoyance, "I will leave when I'm ready."
Lex's fist clenched, "Now."
For a moment, they stared at one another. Urging the other to do something that will give the other any sort of ammo. Lex just needed him to say one more thing, just one, and he would...
"So, I was right. You've fallen for her," his Father accused, looking disgusted.
Lex said nothing.
Looking down at his watch, Lionel began towards the door, "I must be going, for no reason other than that I must be somewhere else, at the moment. But, this is not done. I will be back."
Thanks for the warning, Lex thought, watching him close the door behind him. Giving out a sigh of relief, Lex walked back over to his bed. Retrieving the picture from the drawer, he sat down.
"Hey, mom. Proud?" Lex asked, gingerly stroking the frame. He wasn't entirely sure how he was supposed to be feeling right now. Happy? Fearful? All he knew was that he just pissed off the one person who could truly make his life hell.
Shaking his head, trying to temporarily shrug off those thoughts, he started thinking about Chloe again, which seemed to help. He remembered how the deal was first made, how she drove him to the hospital, how they danced, how she felt in his arms. And he smiled. Despite everything that'd just happened, he smiled.
***
No Cliffhanger. And, hey! Lex actually stood up to his father and everything, with physical contact, as well. Not bad physical contact, good. Well, i'd go put this chap up right now, but it won't let me on. So..guess you'll have to wait. thankx again and again those who review, and those who don't. i am SO happy that you guys(and girls) like this. it makes a person proud. *sniff* oh, where was i, yeah, i'll go now. leave you alone and everything. bye all.
(don't own a thing. really)
enjoy...
why me?
"So, you're just friends?"
Groaning, Lex strode further into the room, "What are you doing here. And in my room, no less."
"It's not my actions that need to be questioned, *Lex*," his father spat out.
"Really? Because I'd imagine that you lurking in my bedroom would qualify as questionable," Lex retorted, stopping at the side of his bed. He opened the drawer of the end table, then picked up his Mother's picture, and placed it inside.
"I find it hard to believe that you still keep that with you. I'd have thought that by now you would have some since of pride."
"What makes you think I don't?" Lex asked, glaring at his Father, desperately wishing that looks could kill. Then again, the look he was recieving from his father made him rethink that thought.
"Must I explain," he answered, motioning towards the closed drawer.
"What's wrong with my wanting to remember her. Just because you've taken it upon yourself to delete her memory, doesn't mean I have to uphold that myself."
"We're straying from the theme of this conversation."
"There's a theme?" Lex pondered, wandering over towards the window. The moon was out, silhoutted by the clouds.
"Chloe Sullivan." Lex inwardly cringed.
"The article," Lex stated, though he new that that probably wasn't all that would be discussed.
"That is the original reason I came to this...*place*," his father waved an arm around the room, "I needed to see what you were planning on doing."
"You know, Father, I would have presumed that you'd have more important things to do than to try and destroy a single life. Don't you usually go after the big kill?" Uh oh, Lex thought. He knew he was going too far with this, but some things needed to be said. And, if he could direct his father's anger towards himself instead of towards Chloe, then all the better.
"I'm not sure whether this is confidence or cockiness. Either way, drop it."
"If I knew how, well, I probably still wouldn't, but, let's just say for the sake of, well, you, that I would. Happy?" Lex now knew that this was indeed cockiness.
His Father smiled, a rather twisted smile at that, "I'd say you were pretty happy before our conversation began. Ms. Sullivan must have had quite an impact on you. Maybe I should give her a ring, see what you find so...enlightening about her...other than the obvious."
He was baiting. Lex knew this. Lex knew he shouldn't take the bait. Lex didn't care. He was already feeling that familiar emotion. Anger. Fury. Rage. Hatred. He tryed to stay calm, but it was no use. He was now too close to Chloe to allow anything to happen to her, or to allow anything to be said about her, especially by him.
"Being silent now are we?" Lionel annoyed, smirking, walking towards him. "Is being tongue-tied another side effect of...*Chloe*?"
That's it. Lex grabbed his father's collar, and slammed him against the wall, "Don't you *dare* say her name. You don't get to. She's not yours, she's not someone who will be yours. I know why you're here. But, the article stays. You try to do anything to Chloe, and I mean anything, I will personally make you pay. And, as far as Chloe and *I* go, that's none of your business," at this, Lex dropped him, and stepped back, "Now get out."
Straightening his tie, he looked...well, afraid. Startled. For a moment anyway. Then it turned to annoyance, "I will leave when I'm ready."
Lex's fist clenched, "Now."
For a moment, they stared at one another. Urging the other to do something that will give the other any sort of ammo. Lex just needed him to say one more thing, just one, and he would...
"So, I was right. You've fallen for her," his Father accused, looking disgusted.
Lex said nothing.
Looking down at his watch, Lionel began towards the door, "I must be going, for no reason other than that I must be somewhere else, at the moment. But, this is not done. I will be back."
Thanks for the warning, Lex thought, watching him close the door behind him. Giving out a sigh of relief, Lex walked back over to his bed. Retrieving the picture from the drawer, he sat down.
"Hey, mom. Proud?" Lex asked, gingerly stroking the frame. He wasn't entirely sure how he was supposed to be feeling right now. Happy? Fearful? All he knew was that he just pissed off the one person who could truly make his life hell.
Shaking his head, trying to temporarily shrug off those thoughts, he started thinking about Chloe again, which seemed to help. He remembered how the deal was first made, how she drove him to the hospital, how they danced, how she felt in his arms. And he smiled. Despite everything that'd just happened, he smiled.
***
No Cliffhanger. And, hey! Lex actually stood up to his father and everything, with physical contact, as well. Not bad physical contact, good. Well, i'd go put this chap up right now, but it won't let me on. So..guess you'll have to wait. thankx again and again those who review, and those who don't. i am SO happy that you guys(and girls) like this. it makes a person proud. *sniff* oh, where was i, yeah, i'll go now. leave you alone and everything. bye all.
