Despair *Chapter Three*

A/N: *snickers* I know that it was wicked of me to leave it there but I just couldn't help myself. Serves you all right for doing the very same thing to me so many times. Cliffhangers are evil, aren't they?

Anyway, read on to find out how Chloe's doing.

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It had been over an hour since their ambulance ride and still no word of Chloe's condition had reached Lex. He was pacing up and down the halls of the hospital, occasionally trying to bribe the information out of the nurses that kept flying in and out of the room Chloe was in.

Finally, the doctor came out of the room, looking seriously at Lex. 'Oh God.' Lex thought to himself, noting the somber look on the doctor's face, 'She didn't make it.' He felt tears begin to well up in his eyes and was about to go somewhere not so public to let them flow when the doctor informed him that Chloe was finally in stable condition. Lex let the sigh of relief whoosh right out of him and the tears were disappearing. 'She's okay.' He told himself, 'She's okay.'

The doctor continued by telling him that she had lost a lot of blood, but they were able to stop the bleeding and get some more blood back into her. Also, she would most likely still not wake up until the next day at the earliest. She was weak from the blood loss, so even when she did wake up she probably wouldn't be up for visitors. However, Mr. Luthor was allowed to spend as much time as he needed in her room.

Lex smirked a little at that last statement -all his worry and anxiety about Chloe now gone- apparently this doctor knew who he was and was going out of his way to make him happy. He walked into Chloe's room and sat down on one of the uncomfortable yellow chairs lining the wall. This was going to be a long night.

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She opened her eyes, startled by the light that came flooding in; she shut them quickly, wincing in pain. Where was she? What was she doing here? And most importantly, why was she still alive?

She glanced around the room and surveyed that she was in the hospital. She noticed Lex staring at her intently looking like he hadn't gotten all that much sleep. "You look like crap." She observed.

"Well, you would too if you had spent the whole night in one of these chairs." He commented wryly. Then, his face fell serious. "Why the hell did you do that, Chloe? You scared the crap out of me. You're just lucky I had been there. I could only imagine if your father had found you." He trailed off as both pictured what Gabe's reaction to finding his only daughter would have been. "He would have been too late to help you." He remarked quietly.

"You're the one that found me?" She asked.

He didn't bother answering her question; it was more rhetorical than anything else. "Why'd you do it?" He asked her.

She looked up at him, her large hazel eyes brimming with tears and filled so completely with a sadness that ripped Lex's heart out because he understood it all too well. "I didn't want to live." She answered him truthfully. When he didn't comment, she elaborated. "It wasn't worth it anymore. Every day I'd wake up dreading the day before me, wanting nothing more than to curl up into a little ball and sleep forever. I would fall asleep, wishing to never wake back up because waking up meant I'd be forced to spend another day watching everyone else be happy while I wasn't. Anyway, it wasn't like I'd be missed."

Lex winced at her words. How could she possibly think that? "What about your father? You can't say he wouldn't miss you."

"I know he would, but I can't help but feel like I've never been anything but trouble to him. If I had never been born then, chances are, my mother would have never left him, he wouldn't have had to deal with the stress of raising a daughter all by himself -let alone a teenage one that tends to be a magnet for trouble and meteor freaks, and he'd be happier."

"You're an extremely bright young woman. You know as well as I do that, had you died, you would have killed your father right along with you. And you know full well that nothing makes him happier than you do; nothing. So quit talking that way.

Speaking of your father," He continued, "He is still not aware of this. He is currently in a meeting with one of the top executives at JaniCorp and is not answering his cell phone."

Chloe blanched when she thought of how her father would react. "You can't tell him." She told him strongly. "He can't know. It'll kill him if he knew."

Lex knew that what he was about to do was completely immoral and Gabe would be all kinds of mad if he found out, but it was the best solution he could come up with. "We'll make a deal. I don't tell your father, but only on one condition. You have to call me everyday and visit the mansion at least once weekly. I don't want you to pull any more stunts like this. Are we agreed?"

She considered the offer for a moment before sticking out her hand for him to shake and agreeing, "Deal."

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A/N: It's a little short and I'm not sure if it came out exactly how I wanted to but, oh well. Please give me feedback, it's the only way that I know that someone out there actually cares about this fic. If I don't get that many replies for this, I'll most likely stop working on it for the time being and move on to another fic. So again I beg, review!!