Chapter Four
Clark decided to go back at night since he knew the fair would be quiet and abandoned. He gazed his eyes over the ground, searching for; well he didn't know what he was searching for exactly. But he did know that the meteors had something to do with it. "If I find what is causing this, I hope I can find the cure. And I hope Chloe forgets this. I don't want our friendship, or her's and Lana's to be ruined."
He was using his x-ray vision over everywhere they had been the previous day. Walking behind the bathrooms; Clark started to feel very weak and dizzy. He searched into the ground quickly before his powers were useless. Then, he saw it. Sitting in the soil of the water was a tiny, green rock. He quickly ran the other way while there was strength in him left. When he got into the clear he ran at super speed. "I have to get Pete to come back with me and get that rock out. Maybe Lex and his "team" will know what it is."
It was then that he really missed Chloe. She was always the one to figure out what was wrong, and who to go to, and how to fix it. "God I miss the old Chloe." He started running even faster, never letting out of his mind that he was going to help Chloe and get her back.
Chloe tossed and turned in her bed that night not being able to sleep. Lana, Lana, it's all your fault. You're the reason for Clark and I not being together. You're in the way. She couldn't escape these thoughts circling in her mind. Knowing that Lana, untouchable, beautiful Lana was laying in the bed right down the hall from hers. Chloe had gotten away with going into her room once, but now Lana was on to her. "That little floozy. I can't stand the thought of her and Clark together. The way he ooohs and aaahhs every time she comes around. How pathetic. She is a tease! That's what she is. He knows he likes her and she thrives on it. You can look Clark, but don't touch. It makes me sick. Poor Clark doesn't know when he's coming or going. But he'll know with me. I'm not going to let that golden boy out of my hands."
The restlessness came from Lana's room also. She couldn't sleep for fear Chloe might do something again. "Am I AFRAID of Chloe? This is ridiculous." She turned to her side, facing the window. She started to doubt Clark's feelings for her. Maybe Clark does have some hidden feelings for Chloe. "No Lana! Stop." She scolded herself at the thought. "Something is seriously wrong with Chloe, she doesn't know what she's doing. You should be there for her, not against her." It was then that she realized just how strong her feelings WERE for Clark. Lana was not a jealous person. "I hope we can help her." Lana wanted to believe her last statement, but she knew in her heart that she didn't.
As Lana started to drift to sleep, she heard creaking in the hallway. Someone was walking toward her bedroom; she sat up in bed as the noise started to grow. "Chloe?" Lana chirped out, not even loud enough for herself to hear. The sound of feet walking stopped right outside her bedroom door. Lana glanced at her clock, 2 am. She knew it wasn't Gabe at this hour. The knob turned and Lana could start to see the shadow of someone lurking in the doorway. She flicked on her lights expecting to see something out of a horror movie, but was relieved to see Clark.
"Oh, my God Clark, what are you doing here?" She whispered although so glad to see him. Clark inched his way over to the bed and knelt beside Lana. He had never seen her in this light before, with nothing but the moon shining on her long, dark hair, and the hint of her curves underneath her nightgown. Clark dismissed the thought. He respected Lana too much to think of her in that way. At least for now. "I snuck in. Lana. I found out what is wrong with Chloe, but we can't wait for tomorrow, there's too much chance that Chloe will walk in and join our conversation. We have to talk tonight, Pete is in the truck waiting for me, hurry and get dressed."
Lana moved slowly for fear Chloe would hear the ruckus coming from her bedroom. Clark turned his eyes away from Lana's bed so she could get dressed without feeling embarrassed. "Clark, we need to be quiet, what if Chloe hears us, she'll think." "Chloe does hear you." They both turned to the sound of Chloe's voice coming from the doorway. There was a look of hate in her eyes and something evil in her demeanor.
Lana and Clark just stood there, not knowing what to do or say. "Chloe, it's not what you think." Clark walked over to Chloe, arm stretched out to try to convince her that they weren't against her. "Sure it isn't Clark." As Chloe moved closer to Clark, he suddenly got very faint. The room was spinning. "What's going on." The words were barely a whisper. He heard the faint scream of his name being uttered out of Lana's mouth. Before he passed out, he looked at Chloe. Dangling from her neck, big as life, was Lana's green necklace.
Clark decided to go back at night since he knew the fair would be quiet and abandoned. He gazed his eyes over the ground, searching for; well he didn't know what he was searching for exactly. But he did know that the meteors had something to do with it. "If I find what is causing this, I hope I can find the cure. And I hope Chloe forgets this. I don't want our friendship, or her's and Lana's to be ruined."
He was using his x-ray vision over everywhere they had been the previous day. Walking behind the bathrooms; Clark started to feel very weak and dizzy. He searched into the ground quickly before his powers were useless. Then, he saw it. Sitting in the soil of the water was a tiny, green rock. He quickly ran the other way while there was strength in him left. When he got into the clear he ran at super speed. "I have to get Pete to come back with me and get that rock out. Maybe Lex and his "team" will know what it is."
It was then that he really missed Chloe. She was always the one to figure out what was wrong, and who to go to, and how to fix it. "God I miss the old Chloe." He started running even faster, never letting out of his mind that he was going to help Chloe and get her back.
Chloe tossed and turned in her bed that night not being able to sleep. Lana, Lana, it's all your fault. You're the reason for Clark and I not being together. You're in the way. She couldn't escape these thoughts circling in her mind. Knowing that Lana, untouchable, beautiful Lana was laying in the bed right down the hall from hers. Chloe had gotten away with going into her room once, but now Lana was on to her. "That little floozy. I can't stand the thought of her and Clark together. The way he ooohs and aaahhs every time she comes around. How pathetic. She is a tease! That's what she is. He knows he likes her and she thrives on it. You can look Clark, but don't touch. It makes me sick. Poor Clark doesn't know when he's coming or going. But he'll know with me. I'm not going to let that golden boy out of my hands."
The restlessness came from Lana's room also. She couldn't sleep for fear Chloe might do something again. "Am I AFRAID of Chloe? This is ridiculous." She turned to her side, facing the window. She started to doubt Clark's feelings for her. Maybe Clark does have some hidden feelings for Chloe. "No Lana! Stop." She scolded herself at the thought. "Something is seriously wrong with Chloe, she doesn't know what she's doing. You should be there for her, not against her." It was then that she realized just how strong her feelings WERE for Clark. Lana was not a jealous person. "I hope we can help her." Lana wanted to believe her last statement, but she knew in her heart that she didn't.
As Lana started to drift to sleep, she heard creaking in the hallway. Someone was walking toward her bedroom; she sat up in bed as the noise started to grow. "Chloe?" Lana chirped out, not even loud enough for herself to hear. The sound of feet walking stopped right outside her bedroom door. Lana glanced at her clock, 2 am. She knew it wasn't Gabe at this hour. The knob turned and Lana could start to see the shadow of someone lurking in the doorway. She flicked on her lights expecting to see something out of a horror movie, but was relieved to see Clark.
"Oh, my God Clark, what are you doing here?" She whispered although so glad to see him. Clark inched his way over to the bed and knelt beside Lana. He had never seen her in this light before, with nothing but the moon shining on her long, dark hair, and the hint of her curves underneath her nightgown. Clark dismissed the thought. He respected Lana too much to think of her in that way. At least for now. "I snuck in. Lana. I found out what is wrong with Chloe, but we can't wait for tomorrow, there's too much chance that Chloe will walk in and join our conversation. We have to talk tonight, Pete is in the truck waiting for me, hurry and get dressed."
Lana moved slowly for fear Chloe would hear the ruckus coming from her bedroom. Clark turned his eyes away from Lana's bed so she could get dressed without feeling embarrassed. "Clark, we need to be quiet, what if Chloe hears us, she'll think." "Chloe does hear you." They both turned to the sound of Chloe's voice coming from the doorway. There was a look of hate in her eyes and something evil in her demeanor.
Lana and Clark just stood there, not knowing what to do or say. "Chloe, it's not what you think." Clark walked over to Chloe, arm stretched out to try to convince her that they weren't against her. "Sure it isn't Clark." As Chloe moved closer to Clark, he suddenly got very faint. The room was spinning. "What's going on." The words were barely a whisper. He heard the faint scream of his name being uttered out of Lana's mouth. Before he passed out, he looked at Chloe. Dangling from her neck, big as life, was Lana's green necklace.