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Chapter Three
"Now, I guess...well, we have to go to the police Lana. You know that."
Lana nodded intently.
"You'll have to file a complaint," Clark continued.
"Clark, I...I don't know. What if that's not a good idea?"
"Lana, he took advantage of you. He tried to rape you. We have to press charges. You have to press charges."
"I know. I know. It's just...what if they don't believe me?"
"Lana. I was here. I saw what he was trying to do. There's no way they won't believe you. Look, what if it happens again to some other girl? What if next time there's no there to stop it? You don't want that on your conscience."
"Yeah. Okay, you're right. You're right."
"You'll need an adult with you if you want to press charges. It makes the claim more believable. You should call Nell."
Lana stared at him, a horrified look on her face.
"I can't call Nell. She's in Metropolis on business."
"She needs to know Lana."
"Clark, you don't understand. She loves Whitney. She'll blame it on me."
"Do you honestly think Nell would do that? Or are you just afraid to tell her."
"Tell her what? Oh Nell, by the way, you know Whitney, my boyfriend that you just happen to adore? Well, he tried to rape me, and I was just wondering if you could come back to Smallville and come with me so I can press charges against him. Yeah, I'm sure that would be a really fun conversation to have with her."
"I can ask my parents to come with us. We can tell Nell in the morning. How does that sound?"
She thought about it for a moment before replying.
"Good. Better, anyway."
Ten minutes later they stood outside the Kent farm. Clark instinctively grabbed Lana's hand before opening the door.
"Oh hi Lana! Clark, did you guys get tired of studying and come over here for a break? ,"Asked Martha.
"Not exactly," replied Lana quietly.
Clark and Lana took turns relaying the whole incident. By this time Jonathon had come in from the barn and joined them.
"I just can't believe Whitney would try something like that. Have you talked to the police?"
"No, not yet."
Alright well then we'll come with you."
"Thanks Mom."
Two hours later Clark, his parents and Lana returned from the police station. Lana had told her side of the story and filed charges. When they left, Whitney's parents had been called and they were driving him to the station for questioning.
Clark told his parents he was spending the night at Lana's. While they normally would have disapproved, they relented because under the circumstances they knew Lana would need a friend.
Clark and Lana walked to her house in silence, neither one of them wanting to talk anymore. There was nothing else to say.
When they got upstairs to her bedroom Lana undressed in front of him. He turned away, a gentleman as always.
She turned to him, now dressed in a pair of Nick and Nora sheep pajamas. He smiled.
"What? They're cute."
Clark nodded. Lana laughed softly. And then her eyes caught his. She put her arm around his neck and leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. At first he was shocked. He hadn't expected their first kiss to be like this. But as she relaxed and deepened the kiss he did too.
Then reality hit him full force like a ton of bricks. He broke the kiss off suddenly.
"Lana! What are you doing?"
"Kissing you. I thought that was obvious. I thought you were enjoying it."
"I was. But, this isn't how it's supposed to be. You're not thinking clearly. You need to get some sleep."
"How do you know what I need?" Her voice had turned icy and bitter. She was hurt.
"Lana, I'm not Whitney. I won't take advantage of you. Not now, not ever. You're going to sleep now."
He led her to the bed. She crawled in and pulled the covers up.
"Goodnight Lana."
"Goodnight Clark," she mumbled before drifting off.
He slept in a sleeping bag next to her bed. He felt calm and at peace. She was near him. She was safe and he was there to protect her.
TBC... Nell catches Clark and Lana together, and Lana faces school with Whitney.
Chapter Three
"Now, I guess...well, we have to go to the police Lana. You know that."
Lana nodded intently.
"You'll have to file a complaint," Clark continued.
"Clark, I...I don't know. What if that's not a good idea?"
"Lana, he took advantage of you. He tried to rape you. We have to press charges. You have to press charges."
"I know. I know. It's just...what if they don't believe me?"
"Lana. I was here. I saw what he was trying to do. There's no way they won't believe you. Look, what if it happens again to some other girl? What if next time there's no there to stop it? You don't want that on your conscience."
"Yeah. Okay, you're right. You're right."
"You'll need an adult with you if you want to press charges. It makes the claim more believable. You should call Nell."
Lana stared at him, a horrified look on her face.
"I can't call Nell. She's in Metropolis on business."
"She needs to know Lana."
"Clark, you don't understand. She loves Whitney. She'll blame it on me."
"Do you honestly think Nell would do that? Or are you just afraid to tell her."
"Tell her what? Oh Nell, by the way, you know Whitney, my boyfriend that you just happen to adore? Well, he tried to rape me, and I was just wondering if you could come back to Smallville and come with me so I can press charges against him. Yeah, I'm sure that would be a really fun conversation to have with her."
"I can ask my parents to come with us. We can tell Nell in the morning. How does that sound?"
She thought about it for a moment before replying.
"Good. Better, anyway."
Ten minutes later they stood outside the Kent farm. Clark instinctively grabbed Lana's hand before opening the door.
"Oh hi Lana! Clark, did you guys get tired of studying and come over here for a break? ,"Asked Martha.
"Not exactly," replied Lana quietly.
Clark and Lana took turns relaying the whole incident. By this time Jonathon had come in from the barn and joined them.
"I just can't believe Whitney would try something like that. Have you talked to the police?"
"No, not yet."
Alright well then we'll come with you."
"Thanks Mom."
Two hours later Clark, his parents and Lana returned from the police station. Lana had told her side of the story and filed charges. When they left, Whitney's parents had been called and they were driving him to the station for questioning.
Clark told his parents he was spending the night at Lana's. While they normally would have disapproved, they relented because under the circumstances they knew Lana would need a friend.
Clark and Lana walked to her house in silence, neither one of them wanting to talk anymore. There was nothing else to say.
When they got upstairs to her bedroom Lana undressed in front of him. He turned away, a gentleman as always.
She turned to him, now dressed in a pair of Nick and Nora sheep pajamas. He smiled.
"What? They're cute."
Clark nodded. Lana laughed softly. And then her eyes caught his. She put her arm around his neck and leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips. At first he was shocked. He hadn't expected their first kiss to be like this. But as she relaxed and deepened the kiss he did too.
Then reality hit him full force like a ton of bricks. He broke the kiss off suddenly.
"Lana! What are you doing?"
"Kissing you. I thought that was obvious. I thought you were enjoying it."
"I was. But, this isn't how it's supposed to be. You're not thinking clearly. You need to get some sleep."
"How do you know what I need?" Her voice had turned icy and bitter. She was hurt.
"Lana, I'm not Whitney. I won't take advantage of you. Not now, not ever. You're going to sleep now."
He led her to the bed. She crawled in and pulled the covers up.
"Goodnight Lana."
"Goodnight Clark," she mumbled before drifting off.
He slept in a sleeping bag next to her bed. He felt calm and at peace. She was near him. She was safe and he was there to protect her.
TBC... Nell catches Clark and Lana together, and Lana faces school with Whitney.