"Clark... I'm sorry sweetie, I know this is hard on you." Martha said
hugging Clark as he entered the house. "I'm glad you came back, I didn't
know if–"
"Mom, I would never do that to you guys again." Clark said once again feeling the guilt of having caused them pain.
* * * * * * * * * *
Martha just stepped aside gesturing for the social worker to come inside. Martha was not offering an hospitality towards them, even though it was like shooting the messenger, she couldn't fake politeness.
"Thank you Mrs. Kent." The woman looked like she was in her late twenties- early thirties. Martha didn't respond but simply lead her into the family room where Clark was.
"You must be Clark." The woman said holding out her hand, "You can call me Elizabeth."
Clark shook her hand politely.
"Mr. Kent." Elizabeth said holding out her hand to Jonathan, who didn't shake it, but said, "Let's just get this done."
"Alright, I need you to fill out this form and sign... here" She said pointing to the bottom of the page, and then flipped the paper over and page, "and here."
Jonathan took the papers from her, "why do you need my signature?"
"It's to verify the acceptance and–"
"My acceptance!" Jonathan said very coldly.
"It's mostly to show that you understand what's happening here." She said looking down. Jonathan skimmed over the paper and signed it, along with Martha.
"I'll give you a few minutes, take as long as you want." She said kindly stepping outside.
"Clark..." Martha said fighting her hardest against tears. "You know, no matter where you are, I'll always love you and be thinking about you."
"I know, mom." Clark said hugging her as she started breathing harder. "I will always love you guys. I'm sorry for everything I've put you threw–"
"Clark, don't be sorry, I'm not." Jonathan said taking his turn to hug his son good-bye. "You are the best thing that ever happened to us." They held each other a little longer and Clark said,
"Dad, Mom, you have always been there for me, my whole life, keeping me safe, saving my life, making me feel loved and feel normal. I'll always be there for you." Then Clark headed towards the door and just before walking out said, "I love you guys." and then he shut the door and they watched him walk to a car with Elizabeth.
* * * * * * * * * *
Clark let out a sigh as he closed the door behind him. He wanted to cry, but he had to be brave for his parents and for himself.
"I'm sorry." Elizabeth said giving his arm a small squeeze. "I know it must be hard."
"Oh ya..." Clark said taking one last glace at his parents threw the window and headed towards the car.
"If you ever need someone to talk to..." Elizabeth said once they were in the car. Clark knew she was just trying to be nice, and probably was a nice person but he didn't like her for multiple reasons. She was like the final blow to sever him from his parents. Clark knew Lionel wasn't going to hire a regular social worker, she undoubtedly worked for him.
"Why would I ever trust you?" Clark said angry. He immediately regretted his hostility towards her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take it out on you, I am just mad."
"You don't need to apologize to me, I know what you are going through. In fact I should be apologizing to you. I didn't become a social worker to do this type of thing." Elizabeth said, and Clark knew she meant more than what she said. She was apologizing for working for Lionel. But of course no one could even mention Lionel's name.
"It's okay, he has a way of making everyone do what he wants, weather they want to or not." Clark said regretting his words. If he hadn't been so upset, he never would have said it.
"Who?" Elizabeth's face went into mild shock and understanding.
"No one." Clark signed and buried his face in his hands.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Clark, I am dropping you off here. Someone will meet you here and show you were you will be staying."
"Alright." Clark said as they went threw a security gate. He didn't recognize were he was, and he thought he knew all of Smallville. She opened the door and Clark saw 4 large men and another car waiting for him. She grabbed his arm, as he started to get out of the car, "I really am sorry, Clark." as tear rolled down her cheek. Clark nodded and put a fake smile on, then got out of the car.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
If Clark had been on vacation, and not being taken away from his parents, he would have been in awe at what a nice apartment he was staying in. It was even decorated to his style, and somehow all his stuff was there and more. New clothes, Big screen TV, DVD player, Stereo, Every kind of game system, everything Clark always wanted but couldn't afford. Now it meant nothing, it was all a bribe.
"What do you think of the place, Clark?"
Clark was startled, thinking he was alone in the apartment, turning around to find Lionel. Clark just pushed past Lionel.
"You didn't tell anyone." Lionel stated.
"I told you I wouldn't, and I didn't have much of a choice did I?" Clark said angrily.
"Clark.... don't make this any harder." Lionel said.
"I'm not. Now, why are you here." Clark asked.
"You will not tell Lana anything. She is not to come here, and none of your other friends are either. If they ask you are now staying at this address." Lionel said handing his a piece of paper. "It's a group home."
"Fine." Clark was not going to hurt his friends by bringing them here if Lionel didn't want it.
"I'm really sorry it came down to this Clark." Lionel said. Clark was surprised by how genuine it sounded.
"No you're not. You planned this perfectly." Clark said coldly.
"You will go to school as normal, It's only 5 blocks from here. Stay here until we have further discussed the situation. Tomorrow morning, I'll have some one stop by, we will begin our first session."
"Session?" Clark asked a little scared.
"Don't worry Clark." Lionel said exiting the room.
How could I now worry? Thought Clark.
"Mom, I would never do that to you guys again." Clark said once again feeling the guilt of having caused them pain.
* * * * * * * * * *
Martha just stepped aside gesturing for the social worker to come inside. Martha was not offering an hospitality towards them, even though it was like shooting the messenger, she couldn't fake politeness.
"Thank you Mrs. Kent." The woman looked like she was in her late twenties- early thirties. Martha didn't respond but simply lead her into the family room where Clark was.
"You must be Clark." The woman said holding out her hand, "You can call me Elizabeth."
Clark shook her hand politely.
"Mr. Kent." Elizabeth said holding out her hand to Jonathan, who didn't shake it, but said, "Let's just get this done."
"Alright, I need you to fill out this form and sign... here" She said pointing to the bottom of the page, and then flipped the paper over and page, "and here."
Jonathan took the papers from her, "why do you need my signature?"
"It's to verify the acceptance and–"
"My acceptance!" Jonathan said very coldly.
"It's mostly to show that you understand what's happening here." She said looking down. Jonathan skimmed over the paper and signed it, along with Martha.
"I'll give you a few minutes, take as long as you want." She said kindly stepping outside.
"Clark..." Martha said fighting her hardest against tears. "You know, no matter where you are, I'll always love you and be thinking about you."
"I know, mom." Clark said hugging her as she started breathing harder. "I will always love you guys. I'm sorry for everything I've put you threw–"
"Clark, don't be sorry, I'm not." Jonathan said taking his turn to hug his son good-bye. "You are the best thing that ever happened to us." They held each other a little longer and Clark said,
"Dad, Mom, you have always been there for me, my whole life, keeping me safe, saving my life, making me feel loved and feel normal. I'll always be there for you." Then Clark headed towards the door and just before walking out said, "I love you guys." and then he shut the door and they watched him walk to a car with Elizabeth.
* * * * * * * * * *
Clark let out a sigh as he closed the door behind him. He wanted to cry, but he had to be brave for his parents and for himself.
"I'm sorry." Elizabeth said giving his arm a small squeeze. "I know it must be hard."
"Oh ya..." Clark said taking one last glace at his parents threw the window and headed towards the car.
"If you ever need someone to talk to..." Elizabeth said once they were in the car. Clark knew she was just trying to be nice, and probably was a nice person but he didn't like her for multiple reasons. She was like the final blow to sever him from his parents. Clark knew Lionel wasn't going to hire a regular social worker, she undoubtedly worked for him.
"Why would I ever trust you?" Clark said angry. He immediately regretted his hostility towards her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take it out on you, I am just mad."
"You don't need to apologize to me, I know what you are going through. In fact I should be apologizing to you. I didn't become a social worker to do this type of thing." Elizabeth said, and Clark knew she meant more than what she said. She was apologizing for working for Lionel. But of course no one could even mention Lionel's name.
"It's okay, he has a way of making everyone do what he wants, weather they want to or not." Clark said regretting his words. If he hadn't been so upset, he never would have said it.
"Who?" Elizabeth's face went into mild shock and understanding.
"No one." Clark signed and buried his face in his hands.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Clark, I am dropping you off here. Someone will meet you here and show you were you will be staying."
"Alright." Clark said as they went threw a security gate. He didn't recognize were he was, and he thought he knew all of Smallville. She opened the door and Clark saw 4 large men and another car waiting for him. She grabbed his arm, as he started to get out of the car, "I really am sorry, Clark." as tear rolled down her cheek. Clark nodded and put a fake smile on, then got out of the car.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
If Clark had been on vacation, and not being taken away from his parents, he would have been in awe at what a nice apartment he was staying in. It was even decorated to his style, and somehow all his stuff was there and more. New clothes, Big screen TV, DVD player, Stereo, Every kind of game system, everything Clark always wanted but couldn't afford. Now it meant nothing, it was all a bribe.
"What do you think of the place, Clark?"
Clark was startled, thinking he was alone in the apartment, turning around to find Lionel. Clark just pushed past Lionel.
"You didn't tell anyone." Lionel stated.
"I told you I wouldn't, and I didn't have much of a choice did I?" Clark said angrily.
"Clark.... don't make this any harder." Lionel said.
"I'm not. Now, why are you here." Clark asked.
"You will not tell Lana anything. She is not to come here, and none of your other friends are either. If they ask you are now staying at this address." Lionel said handing his a piece of paper. "It's a group home."
"Fine." Clark was not going to hurt his friends by bringing them here if Lionel didn't want it.
"I'm really sorry it came down to this Clark." Lionel said. Clark was surprised by how genuine it sounded.
"No you're not. You planned this perfectly." Clark said coldly.
"You will go to school as normal, It's only 5 blocks from here. Stay here until we have further discussed the situation. Tomorrow morning, I'll have some one stop by, we will begin our first session."
"Session?" Clark asked a little scared.
"Don't worry Clark." Lionel said exiting the room.
How could I now worry? Thought Clark.