Despair *Chapter Two*
A/N: I'll keep that in mind, Blaire, and thanks for the carrot. *licks lips* Mmmm. delicious. BTW, This isn't the greatest chapter, but deal with it. It was one in the morning and I was tired.
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Lex sauntered into the Sullivan's living room. It was the middle of the day, so he wasn't expecting anybody to be there. He had simply come to pick up some reports that Gabe had left for him, nothing else. 'Yeah, right.' His mind objected as Lex sneaked a peek at the room of his plant manager's daughter.
He placed the key to the house on the kitchen counter, planning on returning it to its home under the welcome mat on the front porch once he found those reports he had needed. Gabe had been on his way to a very important business trip when Lex had asked him about them.
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"Fuck." Gabe had replied, ever so eloquently, to Lex's inquiry. "Do you need them right now?" Gabe questioned, "Or can you wait until after the meeting?"
"Right now would be better." Replied Lex. Moments later, he had come up with a solution to their little problem. "Why don't I just swing by your house and get them? It'd be easier for both of us." (There is a reason he has a genius IQ, folks.)
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Gabe had responded with an enthusiastic yes and told Lex everything he'd need to know; where he could find the key, where the reports would be.
He searched the kitchen counters up and down but was still unable to find the specific documents he was looking for. He was about to expand his search to the living room when he heard a large, metallic clank come from upstairs.
The first thought that entered his mind was that there must be burglars in the house and before he even realized what he was doing, he was up the stairs and trying to figure out where the noise had come from. He settled on the door directly in front of him. He opened it and walked inside, preparing to attack whoever it was that was up here. His face flushed a deep pink when he saw Chloe in the bath tub. He hastily made his exit, apologizing to her the whole way.
Then, something hit him. The color of the water in the tub was off. Something was definitely wrong here. He walked back inside and stifled the urge to vomit. Chloe was sitting in a tub of what appeared to be own blood; the water was sickeningly red. His eyes fell on the knife on the floor. It had been that that had made the sound that drew him up here. He thanked whatever higher power that was up there for small miracles and kneeled to check her pulse. It was there, it was just very weak.
He pulled her out of the tub and -ever the gentleman- wrapped a towel around her naked form. He ripped the sleeves off of his shirt and used them as makeshift tourniquets; anything to stop the bleeding. Lex then pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and called the police. He gave them all the basic information; he was at 65 Riverview Road, there was a 17 year old girl here who had attempted to commit suicide, she had slashed her wrists and her pulse was weak, they need to send an ambulance over here quickly.
As he waited for the ambulance to come, Lex did his best to rouse Chloe. He talked to her, told her words of encouragement -she was going to be okay, he would see to that, he promised- and checked continuously for a pulse.
Finally, after what had seemed like forever but was in reality closer to a minute and a half, the paramedics arrived. They pushed Lex out of the way and did their routine for these types of calls. Lex could do nothing but watch helplessly and hope she'd be okay.
They loaded her into the back and were about to close the door when Lex climbed right inside -he hadn't bothered asking permission, there was no way in hell they were going to keep him from coming along.
He stood beside her and noticed how fragile she looked, like at any moment she could break. Her normally rosy cheeks were a ghostly white and her eyes -on the rare occasion when they fluttered open looked vacuous and unlike the vibrant, excited ones he had began to connect with Chloe.
Lex closed his hand around Chloe's as the ambulance sped towards the hospital, praying to God it wasn't too late.
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A/N: Evil, aren't I? I swear that by next update you'll know if she lives or not. Just so you know, reviews make me write and post faster. (Just a helpful suggestion.)
A/N: I'll keep that in mind, Blaire, and thanks for the carrot. *licks lips* Mmmm. delicious. BTW, This isn't the greatest chapter, but deal with it. It was one in the morning and I was tired.
*****
Lex sauntered into the Sullivan's living room. It was the middle of the day, so he wasn't expecting anybody to be there. He had simply come to pick up some reports that Gabe had left for him, nothing else. 'Yeah, right.' His mind objected as Lex sneaked a peek at the room of his plant manager's daughter.
He placed the key to the house on the kitchen counter, planning on returning it to its home under the welcome mat on the front porch once he found those reports he had needed. Gabe had been on his way to a very important business trip when Lex had asked him about them.
*
"Fuck." Gabe had replied, ever so eloquently, to Lex's inquiry. "Do you need them right now?" Gabe questioned, "Or can you wait until after the meeting?"
"Right now would be better." Replied Lex. Moments later, he had come up with a solution to their little problem. "Why don't I just swing by your house and get them? It'd be easier for both of us." (There is a reason he has a genius IQ, folks.)
*
Gabe had responded with an enthusiastic yes and told Lex everything he'd need to know; where he could find the key, where the reports would be.
He searched the kitchen counters up and down but was still unable to find the specific documents he was looking for. He was about to expand his search to the living room when he heard a large, metallic clank come from upstairs.
The first thought that entered his mind was that there must be burglars in the house and before he even realized what he was doing, he was up the stairs and trying to figure out where the noise had come from. He settled on the door directly in front of him. He opened it and walked inside, preparing to attack whoever it was that was up here. His face flushed a deep pink when he saw Chloe in the bath tub. He hastily made his exit, apologizing to her the whole way.
Then, something hit him. The color of the water in the tub was off. Something was definitely wrong here. He walked back inside and stifled the urge to vomit. Chloe was sitting in a tub of what appeared to be own blood; the water was sickeningly red. His eyes fell on the knife on the floor. It had been that that had made the sound that drew him up here. He thanked whatever higher power that was up there for small miracles and kneeled to check her pulse. It was there, it was just very weak.
He pulled her out of the tub and -ever the gentleman- wrapped a towel around her naked form. He ripped the sleeves off of his shirt and used them as makeshift tourniquets; anything to stop the bleeding. Lex then pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and called the police. He gave them all the basic information; he was at 65 Riverview Road, there was a 17 year old girl here who had attempted to commit suicide, she had slashed her wrists and her pulse was weak, they need to send an ambulance over here quickly.
As he waited for the ambulance to come, Lex did his best to rouse Chloe. He talked to her, told her words of encouragement -she was going to be okay, he would see to that, he promised- and checked continuously for a pulse.
Finally, after what had seemed like forever but was in reality closer to a minute and a half, the paramedics arrived. They pushed Lex out of the way and did their routine for these types of calls. Lex could do nothing but watch helplessly and hope she'd be okay.
They loaded her into the back and were about to close the door when Lex climbed right inside -he hadn't bothered asking permission, there was no way in hell they were going to keep him from coming along.
He stood beside her and noticed how fragile she looked, like at any moment she could break. Her normally rosy cheeks were a ghostly white and her eyes -on the rare occasion when they fluttered open looked vacuous and unlike the vibrant, excited ones he had began to connect with Chloe.
Lex closed his hand around Chloe's as the ambulance sped towards the hospital, praying to God it wasn't too late.
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A/N: Evil, aren't I? I swear that by next update you'll know if she lives or not. Just so you know, reviews make me write and post faster. (Just a helpful suggestion.)