Sorority Lex:
The last chapter:
Authors Note: as another great Fan fiction comes to a close, I would like to thank all my reviewers, there could have been more though. To my beautiful Beta reader; thank you for everything. I think I was leading up to this ending from the very beginning, I hope it's powerful and dramatic; I put a lot of work into it. I started writing it just after I finished chapter 11, after watching Gangs of New York, and listening to Hands that built America by U2. I'm not really a U2 fan, but this song was so powerful that it made me cry. So on with the final chapter of Sorority Lex.
PS. This chapter hasn't been beta read, so all mistakes are my own.. Thank you for reading.
Going to Lex's funeral was the hardest thing I have ever had to do; I watched as they put him into the cold ground, I wish I had the power to bring him back to life. Mum and Dad were with us every step of the way, even through those dark final days, were there wasn't a minute were he wasn't either high or stoned.
We were going to spend the rest of our lives together, move to Metropolis, get married eventually, everything was meant to be perfect, the happy ending. One thing life has taught me is that there is no such thing as a happy ending. Not for me anyway.
I remember when we went to that D.O.G reunion, he smiled, and laughed, in that ridiculous dress, and he talked with his old friends, and got drunk. If you was to tell him that he would kill himself a couple of months later, he would have laughed in your face, it's amazing really, how things can go down hill so quickly.
It started to rain, just as the priest was saying the final prayer thing, as they lowered his coffin into the cold dirt, the ground became muddy, and his father retreated to an umbrella, held up by one of his assistants.
Lionel didn't even cry, not one tear during the whole thing, the press say that he was is in shock or something, but I know the truth, he is a cold heartless bastard, that drove his own son to drugs and eventually suicide. I want to kill him so much, but I won't, I owe Lex that, he wouldn't want me using my powers to kill someone, even his father.
~FLASHBACK~ Lex sat in the study alone, again, he had blown Clark off again, and he was stoned, again. His life became his own personal hell, a tortures existence, something that he didn't want to live anymore.
Lex picked up a pen and began writing in his journal, it was his only way to sort out his emotions, he had been writing in it for years, ever since he left rehab, for the first time.
The book held more words of pain and suffering than any person should endure, yet there were also words of love and joy, feelings Lex felt for Clark, words he might never say to him. In the back there were letters, to anyone, complete strangers, there were hundreds of them, some were to the doctors that treated him after the meteor shower, telling them exactly what he thought of them, in those letters, abuse was all that was written.
His world was falling apart, now he was writing his last letter, to Clark, to Lana, Chloe, Lionel, Mr. and Mrs. Kent, and to his mother. He was writing his last letter to anyone, who meant something in his eyes.
Lex wrote through the night, pages and pages, of words, words of love, and words of hate, anything that came to mind.
As the sun rose, Lex signed the letter and put it in the journal; he wrapped it and told one of the maids to drop it off at the Kent's house, then he dismissed his staff, for a day off.
He walked to his mother's garden where he could watch the sunrise, for the very last time, it would be a beautiful day. Lex took the box he left there last night and opened it, inside there was every drug known to man, he started mixing them together, lethal doses of each.
Once he was finished, he injected the cocktail into his arm, and then waited, closing his eyes he felt the sun on his face, and then drifted off to sleep, never to wake up. A smile creped on his face in the last moments of his life, he was happy, truly happy, beside him, were the drugs, the syringe still in his arm.
~END FLASHBACK~
Everyone who was at the funeral had left to go to the reception at the castle. The open grave was littered with roses and lilies, Clark stood there in the rain, praying for his love to come back to him, so he wouldn't feel so alone, so he wouldn't be in so much pain.
Clark took one last lily and placed it on top of all the other flowers. "I love you Lex, why did you go, why didn't you tell someone what you were feeling, why did you leave me in this world alone." Clark cried over the grave. Then he ran back to the Castle as fast as he could.
~FLASHBACK~
"I like the thing you do with your hand" Clark said breaking the moment of silence; Lex took his eyes off the road and looked into his boyfriend's eyes, "What thing?" Lex asked.
"The way you run your hand over your head"
"I didn't realize I do that"
"You do, it's like you're wishing you had hair" Clark said stroking Lex's smooth head, "It's nice that you have a few nervous habits, it makes you seem more human"
"I don't seem human?" Lex asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Lex, to most people your cold, and almost emotionless, I doubt that you have ever really smiled in public before"
"I smile in public, sometimes" Lex responded, almost childlike
"No Lex, you smirk, there is a difference between your public smirk, and your private smile, like the one you have after we've had sex, and you have this beautiful content, almost lazy smile on your face"
"Describe it for me" Lex said
"Well" Clark began "Your eyes are half closed, and your head is slightly lowered, like you're thinking, but your not, and you have this beautiful smile on your face, like you have witnessed the most beautiful thing in the world and you are remembering every detail"
"Clark you are the most beautiful thing on this planet" Lex grabbed Clarks hand and kissed it.
A while later Lex's car pulled up in the Kent's' driveway. Clark stepped out, followed by Lex, who smoothed out an imaginary wrinkle in his shirt.
"You look beautiful. Come on" Clark said. Lex activated the central locking and alarm and followed Clark up to the front porch and into the house.
~END FLASHBACK~
To my dearest Clark,
If you are reading this it would mean that I've succeeded, I am finally free, I am sorry for any pain I have caused you, but understand that I needed to. This was the final step I had to take.
It has been a dark road leading up to this point, a tunnel with no end that I could see. You should have left me when I started using again, you should have turned around and slapped me or something. Maybe you thought you could save me. I don't know. The last time, while I was in rehab, and even before, I prayed to god, I begged him to make the pain go away, he didn't listen, until you came along, you put the sun back into my life, but it started clouding over again.
I was drowning in a raging ocean, and even as I write this, and set up the lethal dose of Heroin I can feel the ice water in my lungs, swallowing my body whole.
God I love you Clark, nothing will ever change that, I will never stop loving you, don't think that this was your fault, it was my decision and I take full blame for it.
I love you
Alexander Joseph Luthor
~FLASHBACK~
Clark walked into the bedroom to find Lex laying on the floor, with an empty bottle of scotch beside him and a dagger in the other one.
Lex was making shallow cuts in his arms, watching the blood flow down his ivory skin, smiling as slowly he bleed himself out.
"LEX" Clark screamed, running as fast as he can over to his lover, picking him up in his arms, and carrying him over to the bed.
Lex lashed out, slashing at Clarks face, with no effect. Clark grabbed the dagger, and threw it to the other side of the room while holding the struggling Lex down.
"Somebody, help me" Clark called out, but no one was there to help his love. "Lex, calm down please, it's me Clark"
Lex passed out in Clark's arms, blood still flowing out of the wounds.
~END FLASHBACK~
The bridge where Lex and Clark first meet was long ago repaired, but the skid marks remained, a reminder of the miracle that happened there, when Lex first came to Smallville.
He had been in town less than a day, and he already crashed a car, it would have to be a new record for Lex.
He and Clark used to joke about what happened that day; the last lines of that conversation were always the same.
"You thought I was an angel" Clark would say, and Lex would respond with "You are an angel Clark"
~FLASHBACK~
Lex sat down at his desk, bags under his eyes, he hadn't slept well in over two weeks. He picked up the pen Clark left on his desk, last time he came over to study, then began to write in his journal.
'I like quiet and rain... The rain and quiet... So much noise and death in the world I want to close my eyes Poof it all goes away The rivers run dry and the world goes black The dryness of my tear stained cheeks A reminder of the pain we all feel The pain of existence! Can we survive in this world? And live at the same time? I like the quiet... The quiet makes me feel at peace Peace is good A dream we all have A reality we'll never possess. Can we feel peace as a whole? Maybe. Maybe not. The quiet is good The quiet makes me feel dead. Dead is good I think... Is dead better than living? Maybe? Can it be eternal silence? The rain, the tears, Can death really be better than life? Maybe Maybe not.'
He put the pen down, and closed his journal; it would be one of the last entries that he would ever write.
~END FLASHBACK~
Clark walked up to the castle; he made sure he was the last one that arrived, so no one would be suspicious.
There were hundreds of people, morning the loss of a dear friend; did he realize how many people he touched? Some were crying, others stood in shock, it felt like there was a dark gloom in the room.
Clark walked over to his parents, who were standing in a corner. Jonathan was holding Martha, comforting her.
"Clark. You're back?" Martha said, looking into Clarks eyes.
"Yeah mum" He replied keeping his distance from his parents. "I got to go" he said, before he pushed past people and ran up the stairs to his lover's room.
Nothing had been touched, the sheets hadn't been changed, the candles hadn't been removed, nothing had changed, except the fact that Lex was never coming back.
Clark collapsed to the floor and cried nothing was going to be the same again.
The next morning, Martha told Clark he could have the day off school, but he refused, he walked to the school bus in silence, sat next to Pete, who acted as if nothing was wrong.
Classes were as normal, slow, and dull. Clark sat there thinking of Lex, trying to remember everything, burn each flaw into his memory.
During lunch he sat with Lana, Peat, and Chloe, picking at his food, not really hungry. He didn't respond to any of Pete's jokes, or Chloe's questions, nothing seemed to break his bubble.
~FLASHBACK~
Lex walked down the hall, of Smallville high, making his presence known, it was lunch and the halls were crowded with students, prefect to drop by, and make his and Clark's relationship public.
He walked into the cafeteria, assaulted by the smell of fried fatty meat, which almost made Lex turn around and walk strait out again, but he continued forward to where Clark and his friends were sitting.
Chloe looked up, and saw Lex, who put his finger to his lips, silently telling her to be quiet; she went back to her conversation with Clark, and Pete, who were sitting next to each other.
The entire cafeteria went silent as Lex positioned himself behind Clark, and covered his eyes. "Guess who?" Lex whispered into Clark's ear. Clark turned around, and looked into his lovers eyes. Lex was smiling broadly; Clark resisted the eager to kiss him.
"What are you doing hear?" Clark asked suspiciously.
"What can't I see my boyfriend?" Lex said innocently
"Not at school you can't"
"Well you know how you wanted to go public about our relationship?" Lex asked. Clark nodded in response.
"Well were going public right here and right now. I'm sure this would make a great edition of the torch"
"You're mad" Clark said standing up, and wrapping his arms around his lover. Lex leaned in and kissed him passionately. The whole cafeteria burst into applause.
~END FLASHBACK~
5 years later
Superman sat on top of the Luthor Corp. building, watching over Lex's city, wondering if Lex were still alive, things would have been different.
He heard the screams of a woman, and he jumped into action, flying off the building at super speed, towards the direction of the sound.
She was being attacked by a gang of criminals; they were tearing at her clothes, with every attention of raping her.
Superman stopped the gang from hurting the woman, knocking each of them unconscious with very little effort.
'No one was going to be hurt in Lex's city' Clark thought, as he watched the girl walk away, 'not while I'm around.'
THE END.
The last chapter:
Authors Note: as another great Fan fiction comes to a close, I would like to thank all my reviewers, there could have been more though. To my beautiful Beta reader; thank you for everything. I think I was leading up to this ending from the very beginning, I hope it's powerful and dramatic; I put a lot of work into it. I started writing it just after I finished chapter 11, after watching Gangs of New York, and listening to Hands that built America by U2. I'm not really a U2 fan, but this song was so powerful that it made me cry. So on with the final chapter of Sorority Lex.
PS. This chapter hasn't been beta read, so all mistakes are my own.. Thank you for reading.
Going to Lex's funeral was the hardest thing I have ever had to do; I watched as they put him into the cold ground, I wish I had the power to bring him back to life. Mum and Dad were with us every step of the way, even through those dark final days, were there wasn't a minute were he wasn't either high or stoned.
We were going to spend the rest of our lives together, move to Metropolis, get married eventually, everything was meant to be perfect, the happy ending. One thing life has taught me is that there is no such thing as a happy ending. Not for me anyway.
I remember when we went to that D.O.G reunion, he smiled, and laughed, in that ridiculous dress, and he talked with his old friends, and got drunk. If you was to tell him that he would kill himself a couple of months later, he would have laughed in your face, it's amazing really, how things can go down hill so quickly.
It started to rain, just as the priest was saying the final prayer thing, as they lowered his coffin into the cold dirt, the ground became muddy, and his father retreated to an umbrella, held up by one of his assistants.
Lionel didn't even cry, not one tear during the whole thing, the press say that he was is in shock or something, but I know the truth, he is a cold heartless bastard, that drove his own son to drugs and eventually suicide. I want to kill him so much, but I won't, I owe Lex that, he wouldn't want me using my powers to kill someone, even his father.
~FLASHBACK~ Lex sat in the study alone, again, he had blown Clark off again, and he was stoned, again. His life became his own personal hell, a tortures existence, something that he didn't want to live anymore.
Lex picked up a pen and began writing in his journal, it was his only way to sort out his emotions, he had been writing in it for years, ever since he left rehab, for the first time.
The book held more words of pain and suffering than any person should endure, yet there were also words of love and joy, feelings Lex felt for Clark, words he might never say to him. In the back there were letters, to anyone, complete strangers, there were hundreds of them, some were to the doctors that treated him after the meteor shower, telling them exactly what he thought of them, in those letters, abuse was all that was written.
His world was falling apart, now he was writing his last letter, to Clark, to Lana, Chloe, Lionel, Mr. and Mrs. Kent, and to his mother. He was writing his last letter to anyone, who meant something in his eyes.
Lex wrote through the night, pages and pages, of words, words of love, and words of hate, anything that came to mind.
As the sun rose, Lex signed the letter and put it in the journal; he wrapped it and told one of the maids to drop it off at the Kent's house, then he dismissed his staff, for a day off.
He walked to his mother's garden where he could watch the sunrise, for the very last time, it would be a beautiful day. Lex took the box he left there last night and opened it, inside there was every drug known to man, he started mixing them together, lethal doses of each.
Once he was finished, he injected the cocktail into his arm, and then waited, closing his eyes he felt the sun on his face, and then drifted off to sleep, never to wake up. A smile creped on his face in the last moments of his life, he was happy, truly happy, beside him, were the drugs, the syringe still in his arm.
~END FLASHBACK~
Everyone who was at the funeral had left to go to the reception at the castle. The open grave was littered with roses and lilies, Clark stood there in the rain, praying for his love to come back to him, so he wouldn't feel so alone, so he wouldn't be in so much pain.
Clark took one last lily and placed it on top of all the other flowers. "I love you Lex, why did you go, why didn't you tell someone what you were feeling, why did you leave me in this world alone." Clark cried over the grave. Then he ran back to the Castle as fast as he could.
~FLASHBACK~
"I like the thing you do with your hand" Clark said breaking the moment of silence; Lex took his eyes off the road and looked into his boyfriend's eyes, "What thing?" Lex asked.
"The way you run your hand over your head"
"I didn't realize I do that"
"You do, it's like you're wishing you had hair" Clark said stroking Lex's smooth head, "It's nice that you have a few nervous habits, it makes you seem more human"
"I don't seem human?" Lex asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Lex, to most people your cold, and almost emotionless, I doubt that you have ever really smiled in public before"
"I smile in public, sometimes" Lex responded, almost childlike
"No Lex, you smirk, there is a difference between your public smirk, and your private smile, like the one you have after we've had sex, and you have this beautiful content, almost lazy smile on your face"
"Describe it for me" Lex said
"Well" Clark began "Your eyes are half closed, and your head is slightly lowered, like you're thinking, but your not, and you have this beautiful smile on your face, like you have witnessed the most beautiful thing in the world and you are remembering every detail"
"Clark you are the most beautiful thing on this planet" Lex grabbed Clarks hand and kissed it.
A while later Lex's car pulled up in the Kent's' driveway. Clark stepped out, followed by Lex, who smoothed out an imaginary wrinkle in his shirt.
"You look beautiful. Come on" Clark said. Lex activated the central locking and alarm and followed Clark up to the front porch and into the house.
~END FLASHBACK~
To my dearest Clark,
If you are reading this it would mean that I've succeeded, I am finally free, I am sorry for any pain I have caused you, but understand that I needed to. This was the final step I had to take.
It has been a dark road leading up to this point, a tunnel with no end that I could see. You should have left me when I started using again, you should have turned around and slapped me or something. Maybe you thought you could save me. I don't know. The last time, while I was in rehab, and even before, I prayed to god, I begged him to make the pain go away, he didn't listen, until you came along, you put the sun back into my life, but it started clouding over again.
I was drowning in a raging ocean, and even as I write this, and set up the lethal dose of Heroin I can feel the ice water in my lungs, swallowing my body whole.
God I love you Clark, nothing will ever change that, I will never stop loving you, don't think that this was your fault, it was my decision and I take full blame for it.
I love you
Alexander Joseph Luthor
~FLASHBACK~
Clark walked into the bedroom to find Lex laying on the floor, with an empty bottle of scotch beside him and a dagger in the other one.
Lex was making shallow cuts in his arms, watching the blood flow down his ivory skin, smiling as slowly he bleed himself out.
"LEX" Clark screamed, running as fast as he can over to his lover, picking him up in his arms, and carrying him over to the bed.
Lex lashed out, slashing at Clarks face, with no effect. Clark grabbed the dagger, and threw it to the other side of the room while holding the struggling Lex down.
"Somebody, help me" Clark called out, but no one was there to help his love. "Lex, calm down please, it's me Clark"
Lex passed out in Clark's arms, blood still flowing out of the wounds.
~END FLASHBACK~
The bridge where Lex and Clark first meet was long ago repaired, but the skid marks remained, a reminder of the miracle that happened there, when Lex first came to Smallville.
He had been in town less than a day, and he already crashed a car, it would have to be a new record for Lex.
He and Clark used to joke about what happened that day; the last lines of that conversation were always the same.
"You thought I was an angel" Clark would say, and Lex would respond with "You are an angel Clark"
~FLASHBACK~
Lex sat down at his desk, bags under his eyes, he hadn't slept well in over two weeks. He picked up the pen Clark left on his desk, last time he came over to study, then began to write in his journal.
'I like quiet and rain... The rain and quiet... So much noise and death in the world I want to close my eyes Poof it all goes away The rivers run dry and the world goes black The dryness of my tear stained cheeks A reminder of the pain we all feel The pain of existence! Can we survive in this world? And live at the same time? I like the quiet... The quiet makes me feel at peace Peace is good A dream we all have A reality we'll never possess. Can we feel peace as a whole? Maybe. Maybe not. The quiet is good The quiet makes me feel dead. Dead is good I think... Is dead better than living? Maybe? Can it be eternal silence? The rain, the tears, Can death really be better than life? Maybe Maybe not.'
He put the pen down, and closed his journal; it would be one of the last entries that he would ever write.
~END FLASHBACK~
Clark walked up to the castle; he made sure he was the last one that arrived, so no one would be suspicious.
There were hundreds of people, morning the loss of a dear friend; did he realize how many people he touched? Some were crying, others stood in shock, it felt like there was a dark gloom in the room.
Clark walked over to his parents, who were standing in a corner. Jonathan was holding Martha, comforting her.
"Clark. You're back?" Martha said, looking into Clarks eyes.
"Yeah mum" He replied keeping his distance from his parents. "I got to go" he said, before he pushed past people and ran up the stairs to his lover's room.
Nothing had been touched, the sheets hadn't been changed, the candles hadn't been removed, nothing had changed, except the fact that Lex was never coming back.
Clark collapsed to the floor and cried nothing was going to be the same again.
The next morning, Martha told Clark he could have the day off school, but he refused, he walked to the school bus in silence, sat next to Pete, who acted as if nothing was wrong.
Classes were as normal, slow, and dull. Clark sat there thinking of Lex, trying to remember everything, burn each flaw into his memory.
During lunch he sat with Lana, Peat, and Chloe, picking at his food, not really hungry. He didn't respond to any of Pete's jokes, or Chloe's questions, nothing seemed to break his bubble.
~FLASHBACK~
Lex walked down the hall, of Smallville high, making his presence known, it was lunch and the halls were crowded with students, prefect to drop by, and make his and Clark's relationship public.
He walked into the cafeteria, assaulted by the smell of fried fatty meat, which almost made Lex turn around and walk strait out again, but he continued forward to where Clark and his friends were sitting.
Chloe looked up, and saw Lex, who put his finger to his lips, silently telling her to be quiet; she went back to her conversation with Clark, and Pete, who were sitting next to each other.
The entire cafeteria went silent as Lex positioned himself behind Clark, and covered his eyes. "Guess who?" Lex whispered into Clark's ear. Clark turned around, and looked into his lovers eyes. Lex was smiling broadly; Clark resisted the eager to kiss him.
"What are you doing hear?" Clark asked suspiciously.
"What can't I see my boyfriend?" Lex said innocently
"Not at school you can't"
"Well you know how you wanted to go public about our relationship?" Lex asked. Clark nodded in response.
"Well were going public right here and right now. I'm sure this would make a great edition of the torch"
"You're mad" Clark said standing up, and wrapping his arms around his lover. Lex leaned in and kissed him passionately. The whole cafeteria burst into applause.
~END FLASHBACK~
5 years later
Superman sat on top of the Luthor Corp. building, watching over Lex's city, wondering if Lex were still alive, things would have been different.
He heard the screams of a woman, and he jumped into action, flying off the building at super speed, towards the direction of the sound.
She was being attacked by a gang of criminals; they were tearing at her clothes, with every attention of raping her.
Superman stopped the gang from hurting the woman, knocking each of them unconscious with very little effort.
'No one was going to be hurt in Lex's city' Clark thought, as he watched the girl walk away, 'not while I'm around.'
THE END.