A/N - I got this up as soon as I could. I've got school... again so updates might be a little slower. Sorry. Hope you enjoy and R&R!
The next few days went pretty fast. I never went back to school the whole week, since my dad forced me not to. He took the rest of the week off work and Dylan came home from college for a few days too. Clark also came round everyday after school, always bringing a cappuccino with him. He knew that they were my favourite type of coffee. He brought my summer homework as well. I wasn't all that happy about that.
Everything was going great until the day of Lex's wedding. Clark was suppose to pick me up at two but he never showed. When I went to my car, I recognized the red pick-up coming down the road. Clark's truck. But it was heading towards the farm. I stuck my hand out trying to get whoever was driving's attention. It worked. They pulled over in front of my house and I saw that it was Mr. and Mrs. Kent in the truck.
"Mister and Missus Kent. Where's Clark?" I asked calmly.
"Still at the farm we think," Mrs. Kent told me. "Hop in Peyton." I done as she said and went into the truck.
As we were driving to the farm, there was some sort of explosion happening from that way. Suddenly a huge wave of... energy or something, came heading towards it. It hit the truck as Mr. Kent tried swerving to miss it. The truck flipped over. I didn't scream though, which was something I usually done... a lot. I stayed as calm as I could. Mr. and Mrs. Kent were knocked out cold. Then I heard the car door opening, or at least that's what I thought. I looked to my side and saw Clark, covered in dust and dirt, holding the car door in his hands. He lifted me out of the truck and onto the ground. Then, I quickly got my cell out and called 911. I knew someone had to do it and Clark was a little preoccupied. Ambulances got here quickly and took the Kent's to Smallville medical centre. I quickly called my dad, and then he came and took Clark and I to the medical centre.
Once we got there, I followed Clark to where his father was. They quietly spoke to each other until a doctor came out of Mrs. Kent's room. I watched as the doctor told Mr. Kent that his wife had lost the baby. I was devastated. I glanced over to see Clark and he was frozen.
"Clark, I'm really sorry." That was all I could say to him. He had just lost his little brother or sister. Just like that. In a way I knew how he felt, but when I lost my little brother, I was seven.
"That's not gonna bring the baby back, is it?" What the hell was wrong with him? I was only trying to be sympathetic. I knew that wouldn't bring the baby back but that's what people are suppose to say when you lose someone. "I'm going."
"Where? Clark, I'm coming with you!" He started walking away from me so I ran after him.
"Peyton, I need to be alone right now." Once he got outside, he super-sped away. He was really stubborn. I hated that about him.
I got my cell out and called my dad to come pick me up. He got to the medical centre pretty quickly then he took me to the Kent farm. That's where I thought Clark would be. As people told me when I was a little kid, it's better being with someone you know when someone passes away than being alone. When we got to the farm, my dad pulled up in front of the barn. I said goodbye to him as I got out the car, then he drove off.
I looked all over the farm and finally saw where Clark was. He was standing in front of where his storm cellar once was. I ran over to where he was, not overdoing myself. All that was left of the cellar was the wooden stairs. The rest was rubble and dust.
"What happened Clark?" He ignored me until I went down the stairs, grabbed his shirt and turned him to face me. He had tears trickling down his cheeks. I hugged him, and he let his head fall onto my shoulder. "You've always got me Clark. I love you."
"I love you too Peyton." I ran my hands through his hair then kissed me on the cheek. "I'll be back in a little while, OK?"
"Sure Clark. I'll be in the loft." He gently kissed me on the lips then super-sped away. But I didn't know what he was going to do.
I first noticed Clark was back when I heard an engine starting outside. I looked out the window and saw him pushing an old, worn-out motorcycle. I quickly went outside and stopped in front of Clark.
"Are you going somewhere?" I didn't want him to leave but I knew if he was going to leave, no-one could stop him.
"I'm leaving this place. My parents hate me, there's no point in staying here." Where was this coming from? The Clark Kent I knew would never say these things or even think them. He turned away for a moment then faced me again. "Come with me."
"What?" Go with him? Go with him?!? Is he mad?
"Come with me. We can start a new life wherever the road takes us." He actually meant it. I didn't want him to go alone so I decided to go with him.
"OK Clark, I'll go with you." I got onto the motorcycle, put a helmet on and wrapped my arms around his waist. He started up the engine and we left Smallville.
Six or seven hours later, we got to the most expensive hotel in Metropolis. Clark asked me to wait outside for a few minutes and when he came back, he was carrying a bag full of money. We checked in then went to our room. I threw my handbag on the bed and looked at Clark in anger.
"You stole money?" I knew he did. What other way can a person get lots and lots of money in zero to five seconds?
"Yeah, what's the big deal?" What's the big deal he asks? He's stealing someone else'sfcuking money. Now I knew that something was seriously wrong.
"It's not yourfcuking money! You stole that from someone else!" I couldn't keep all my anger in. But Clark on the other hand, didn't seem to care on bit. He came towards and started kissing me but I pulled away.
"What's wrong now? Are you scared of me?" To tell the truth, I was kind of scared. He was a whole different person now.
"Why would I be scared?" I fell onto the bed behind me and moved my hair away from my face.
"Because I could really hurt you if I wanted."
"Are you threatening me? You sick bastard." He had changed for the worse. Threatening me? How low is that?
"No, I'm not threatening you. You're suppose to be my girlfriend."
"And what's that suppose to mean? Am I suppose to do whatever you say?"
"Of course. Well, I'm going out for a little while. I hope you start acting normal before I come back. See ya!" And with that, he left the hotel room.
I watched TV most of the time he was away. Clark was out for a few hours so I had sometime to myself. Before he did leave, he took a handful of bills out of the bag. There must have been thousands in the bag but I never took any money from it.
At around eight, Clark finally came back. He had a few grocery bags with him. He went through to the kitchen and put some of the things in the refrigerator. I followed him to the kitchen. I saw what he was putting in the fridge... beer. Since when did the dude drink? I tried to see what else what in the bags but Clark stopped me before I had the change.
"I don't think so. Hey, why don't you go through and watch TV? Do you want a beer?" He's offering me beer?
"Sure, thanks Clark." I might as well have one, right? I went through and crashed on the sofa. Then Clark came back through with two beers. One for me and one for himself.
All night I drank the beer. Clark had bought about six boxes of the stuff. I couldn't stop myself from drinking it all. He started making out with me when I was half drunk. Then he took me into the bed when I was completely drunk. He took advantage of me, I know that for certain. He got me drunk then practically forced me to have sex with him. But I couldn't even remember it all the next morning. The whole night was a blur to me.
When I woke up the next morning, my head was aching, I reeked and I felt like I was going to throw up. Clark was awake before me When he noticed I was up, he sat behind me, hugged me and started kissing my neck. He smelt really bad too. He must've drank more than me.
"Clark…" I started but he stopped me before I could go on.
"It's Kal, remember?" Kal? Since when did he get called Kal?
"Sorry, must have forgotten or something. So… what the hell happened last night?" As I said before, I couldn't remember anything that happened at this time.
"We had a few drinks, watched a couple of movies then called it a night." I believed him for once.
"Really?" He nodded then continued kissing my neck. Whoa, I must've drank was too much last night."
"Nah, you look really sexy when you're pissed. Do you wanna go to a club tonight?" I shook my head. I still felt really ill. "Come on. It'll be fun."
"Sure Cla..." He gave me an evil look when I was about to say Clark. "I mean Kal." It took a little bit of getting use to, calling him Kal.
That night, Clark took me to the biggest night club in Metropolis. Club Atlantis. I couldn't even believe he got us in. Once we were in, Clark took me to the bar. He bought me a vodka and soda then we took a seat. When Clark went back up to the bar, I saw another girl making a move on him. Then some dude took a seat beside me.
"Hey. Has anyone told you that you're very sexy?" Is he trying to hit on me? Pathetic.
"As a matter of fact people have told me that. Thanks for asking." I gave him a fake smile, turned away and took a slip of my drink.
"I'm Damien, but you can call me 'devil'. So, what's your name? God, can't this guy take a hint?
"Uh… Jamie." As if I was going to give him my real name.
"Jamie… isn't that a guys name?" By this time, Clark had came back and was standing behind 'devil'.
"What the hell are you doing with my girl?" Clark grabbed the dude by his sleeve and threw him against the wall, hard. Then went over and lifted him up again. After that, he punched the guy in the face twice then dropped him onto the ground. I walked over to Clark and pulled him to face me.
"What thefcuk was that for? You're gonna get us kicked out!" This guy wasn't the boy I fell in love with. He was some sick freak.
"Chill out baby. No-one checks out my girl but me." He moved in to kiss me but I quickly moved away. "##### sake Peyton! I thought you were my girlfriend. Guess not." He turned to leave to I grabbed his shirt.
"Kal, I am your girlfriend but you're treating me like I don't have any feelings. Newsflash! I do." A smug grin appeared on his face. I couldn't take anymore. "Know what? I'm out. Come fine me after you have a reality check." I got the key to the hotel and motorcycle then left Clark at the nightclub.
When I got back to the hotel room, my cell phone was ringing. I looked at the screen and saw it was Chloe calling. I pressed the busy button then put my cell off. I checked the time. 12.23am. I stripped into my underwear and went to bed.
