Ch. 2- Harsh Reality
Chloe woke up when she felt like she was being moved. "Clark, don't…" She moaned as her head began to throb.
Chloe opened her eyes, "Clark where are you…oh."
Chloe was alone, utterly alone. It was the first time that Clark had not been there to save her. Chloe felt let down for some reason.
"Well, at least there wasn't someone else who heard me moan Clark's name I guess."
Chloe stepped out of her car to survey the damage. Her car was a mess, the front end was flattened against the tree she had hit. The back of her car was also a mess.
"What the heck happened? Wait, lights, bright lights, it must have been that car or well, by the looks of it a semi. But why isn't it here? Huh." (thought)
"Crap," she thought, "what time is it?" The sun was fully risen in the pale blue sky. "Where am I? Oh, huh, maybe ten-fifteen minutes outside of town. I sure wish I had my cell right now; there isn't a car insight, wish it had been like that last night. Oh well. I guess I had better walk into town then, maybe to the Talon (A/N I have no clue how far Clark's house the Talon is)." Chloe reached into her car to get her keys and purse. "Wait, the Talon? Lana's Talon. It's her fault I got into an accident and it's her fault that I can't go to the Talon or see Clark EVER again Can't go there. Huh, what do I do? Good thing it's Saturday so I don't have to go to school, that would have been bad." Chloe grabbed her coat and locked what was left of her car.
"Ugh! I hate her! Well, maybe not hate, but definitely despise her. There we go; I despise her and am jealous of her. She has every guy she wants; can't she just leave my Clark alone? Wait, my Clark? Here I go again. He never wanted me to begin with, well, maybe he does, but with Lana in the way, he can't exactly go after me. Right…maybe, I don't know. I should convince Dad to move, that would make everything better. Wait--that would be running away from my problems, I can't do that! Just like I can't purposely avoid the Talon. Oops!" (thought)
Chloe's train of thought was broken as she ran into a man on the sidewalk and was knocked down. "Silly me, must not have been paying attention," she said as she tried to get up. A hand was reached down to her.
"Hey Chlo'! What happened? You look like a car wreck!"
"Thanks, nice to see you too. And nope, that's wrong. My car looks a lot worse."
"Don't be too sure…. Wait! YOUR CAR????"
"Yeah, Pete, do you have to shout at me? I am right here! And for goodness sakes stop jumping up and down and spinning!"
"What are you talking about? Shouting? I mean I admit I might have been a little surprised, but I wasn't shouting. And what the heck?! Jumping and spinning? I'm not..." Chloe swayed on her feet.
"Chlo'? Are you okay? Have you been to the doctor yet? Who got you out of the car? Why didn't Clark take you home?"
"CLARK? I don't KNOW a Clark, but LANA does. SHE made out with him all night. Oh, and by the way-I got mySELF out of the car. No one was there, I didn't have my cell, and no, I have NOT been to the doctor—Pete, make the world stop spinning please?" Chloe whined as she swayed again.
She clutched at Pete to keep from falling. Pete caught her and Chloe crumbled.
"It'll be okay Chloe-babe. Just hold on doll, it'll all be okay in the end. I promise you Chlo'," Pete said as he picked her up and comforted the cry girl in his arms.
Chloe fell asleep minutes later, completely relaxed in Pete's arms.
"Oh boy, she's in a bad way here. I'll have to talk to Clark about this, what the heck was he doing with LANA all night?" Pete angrily thought. "I have to get her to the hospital, she's not looking well. What could have happened to her to look like this? She said a car accident; I'll have to find her car and things for her after she's in the hospital. I was going to have to tell her about- well, that can wait. That can definitely wait. I can't believe that my best friend is so hurt, and well, frankly it's amazing how vulnerable she seems, and she TRUSTS me, huh. Chloe it'll be okay, it HAS to be."
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A/N: Sorry about how bad this was. O well, bear with me here people. –snufflumpagus
