Clark walked into The Torch, determination written all over his face. He didn't even notice Claude and Chloe were in there; not until they started kissing anyway. Claude just leaned in and Chloe returned the kiss. Clark could now see Claude as everyone else saw him. A nice looking young man, but there was still an unnatural glow in his eyes.
Ok, I get it now. She was just messing with me. So not only do I have to deal with the pressures of having a super-human body, but I have to deal with all the regular teenage crap like a girl completely taking your feelings and stomping them to pieces beneath her feet. Great.
Clark just stood there, waiting for them to finish. When Chloe looked up, her face contorted and turned a nice shade of pink.
"Cl-Clark. Clark! What are you doing here?"
"Well, I was going to see what my new assignment was, but I can see you're busy. I'll come back later." Clark was lying, and trying with all his might to spit out each word with the spite and malice he felt towards Chloe right now. But he only sounded defeated and confused. He went to walk out the door, but had a quick change of mind. Lapse of brain activity is more like it. Clark turned and walked back over to Chloe and Claude.
"I changed my mind Chloe. You and I need to talk. And we need to do it now."
Claude was standing there with a small smirk on his face, like he had won.
You may have won the battle, buddy . . but I will win the war. What?! Do I want Chloe that badly?
There was a green flash in Chloe's eyes that was inhuman. It scared Clark. And with that, Chloe got nasty.
"What's it to you Clark? You made how you felt pretty damn clear already. There is nothing else to talk about. I was busy. You can leave now."
Chloe went to maul Claude again, but Clark yanked her arm. Not enough to hurt her, but he certainly did surprise her a little. She stared at him wide-eyed, and the inhuman look she had had a moment before was gone. When Claude had witnessed this, he had left the room in an awful hurry.
"Chloe, don't say things you don't mean. And don't assume things unless you are sure you know the truth."
Chloe looked slightly dazed, as if she didn't know what Clark was talking about.
"Please tell me you understand what I'm saying." The hurt in Clark's eyes was evident, and it made Chloe want to cry. But she honestly had no idea what he was talking about. All she remembered was standing in the hallway trying to get her locker open, and then she was here.
"Clark, this may sound really weird, but how did I get form the school hallway to here? I . . I don't remember."
Chloe looked like she was going to cry. And then it hit Clark. That Claude guy had some sort of effect over Chloe, and she didn't know it. And that scared Clark. A lot more than he wanted to admit. I don't want to loose Chloe. At all. Ever.
Then he noticed a tear coming down Chloe's cheek. Chloe was tough, but some stuff was just too confusing for her. And this had been a long week, and it wasn't even halfway over yet. Clark felt sympathy for her, and walked over to wrap her in a hug. She felt so tiny in his arms, and he wanted to keep her there forever. Clark felt like unless Chloe was in his arms there was no way for him to protect her. And that scared him.
He looked down at Chloe, his eyes searching to see if she was a little better. And then his eyes met hers, and they both forgot everything in the room except for each other.