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Chapter 2:
Lex put his purple silk shirt, put on a nice purple tie; he had to show his father he isn't the man he wanted him to be. He has imagined his meeting with him in so many ways since he got the phone call, although he knew no imagination can describe this critical meeting. He took another look at the mirror, before exiting the building. He took a deep breath and grinned a fake smile to himself, "Everything is going to be fine" he said quietly, yeah right.
After informing the whole crew of the mansion, he got out of his oasis into the shining grey Jaguar, which was parked under it. Before starting the machine, he took another deep breath. He it goes.
The way to the Metropolis mental institution was short, Lex tried to drive as fast as he could, wanting to get rid of the great stone that was set on his heart. One of the advantages of being famous is that you have saved parking spaces; Lex always thanked the press for them. After he parked the car, he looked at the building standing in front of him. It was a dirty building; the black smoke covered the white of the walls. It looked like a jailhouse, with its big squared windows and the bars behind each and one of them. Another deep breath.
The press was already on the front door, throwing questions at Lex, but he ignored them – It was the best way to pass the never-ending investigations of the press. Two body guards escorted him from when he arrived to the building. The construction of the building's inside was suitable for its residents. The reception area was painted in white, while the long corridors were painted in bright sickening blue. The corridors were blocked by glass doors, so the people who were brought in, won't consider getting out.
"Hello, Mr. Luthor! We've been expecting you!" said the receptionist. She was short, and not that attractive: Her hair was long and neglected, her teeth were filled with breakfast, and her smell wasn't so inviting. "You may enter from there, your father had already been informed you'd come today, he was very happy, if I may add."
Lex just grinned, the receptionist pointed at a man in a suit that looked like a business man suit, he was wearing a black suit with a blue tie – A weird combination. The man smiled at Lex and shook his hand strongly. "Hi, my name is Gerry Gaspin, I'll be your escort to this institute."
"Mr. Gaspin, I didn't come here for chitchat or to take a tour in this dreadful place, please, I just want to see my father."
Gerry opened the glass door in front of them. They went through a long corridor, passing by a few crazy men, who claimed they are married to Elizabeth Taylor and Mother Nature. When they arrived at the end of the corridor, Gerry pointed at a black door, "He's right there, that's his room, you may enter now".
"Thank you, Mr. Gaspin, I'll manage from here." Said Lex, and without further ado he walked towards the black door. With every step he took, his heart beat faster and faster. Another deep breath. His two silent bodyguards went along with him, but were stopped in the middle of their way. "Thank you for all your help," Lex said, "but from here I really can manage, I don't think you'll be able to help me now". He had to do it alone, there was no other way to break free. The only thing left to do was to open the door. Another deep breath.
Lex discovered a white room, in the middle of it stood a table with two chairs beside it. On one of them sat Lionel Luthor, the great man who walked down crazy lane. He wore a blue suit, like the colour of the corridors in the institute. When Lex got closer to his father he noticed the big smile on his face. After one year in the mental institute, he expected his father to look awful, but on the contrary, he looked great. His arm muscles were bold and almost tore the suit he wore. The whole room was filled with books. Lex sat on the other chair, staring at his still smiling dad. "Hello son." He said with a confident sound.
"Hello dad, I assume you wanted some.."
"How are you, son? Still working hard to keep the company number one? And how's your beautiful wife, Miss Lang. I wonder why she didn't change her name to Luthor."
Lex sighed, "Dad, what do you want from me?"
"I wonder how your children are going to be called, are they going to be named after you, or after Miss Lang, have you ever thought about that?"
"Dad, please, cut the cr.."
"I don't know Lex, you seem to be really into the business, but you don't understand that your personal life is crashing down right in front of you".
"Stop that!" He yelled, "STOP! You don't want me to do something I don't want to do".
"Lex, you got to open your eyes, the Trojans were too arrogant to see what was really inside the horse, don't be so portentous!"
Lex swallowed all the saliva that was left inside his mouth, he didn't know what he father meant, but one thing he knew, he was trying to make him act like he did a year ago.
"Son, I didn't raise you to marry a whore"
"Don't talk like that about my wife! You should know better than that!" He tried to sound cool.
"Yes, I know way better than that, way better than you! Open your eyes Lex! Your ruining the Luthor Legacy with this… nonsense, your marriage. Don't be stupid!"
It was the last straw, he couldn't bare anymore insults from Lionel, he got up of his chair and threw it to the side. He put his two hands on the table; his father now was looking up at him. "I know what you're trying to do, dad, it won't work!"
Silence spread all across the room, Lex turned around and breathed another deep breath. He turned around again, to see his father smiling the biggest smile he has ever smiled. They stared at each other for few more seconds of silence. Suddenly the smile turned into a scream. "You think you destroyed me?" Lionel got up and threw the chair to the other side of the room. Lex startled, and almost fell on the floor. Screaming Lionel was now on the process of breaking the table by hitting it on the floor, making Lex fall on his hands, scared to his stomach.
Lionel's eyes were turning red, and after he finished dealing with the chair, he went slowly towards his son, groaning all the way, mumbling meaningless words. Lex tried to get up, he couldn't: the sight of his father's angry behavior paralyzed him. Lionel got on his knees and looked at the ceiling. Suddenly the silence crawled back to the room.
"Lex," Lionel said with a soft sound and a tear on his cheek. "I love you son, and I want the best for you, I don't want you to turn like me, please! Forgive me! FORGIVE ME!" He embraced his son to him, slowly reaching his ear. "Lex Luthor," he whispered, "You brought me here, and now it's your time also, get used to it, I'm bringing you in, so you could live here with me, EMBRACE YOUR TRUE FATE!"
"NO!" Lex shouted, "I'm not going to spend my life with you! Get away from me!" he pushed his father away from him, dropping him on the floor, screaming in pain.
A group of doctors entered the room; two of them got Lex up on his feet and took him out of the room. They took him to another corridor, while Lex was fighting them, trying to break free from their hands. They got to a black room, and a familiar character waited for them there. Gerry Gaspin stood in the corner with a needle in his hand, "Don't worry Mr. Luthor, we're going to take care of you now!".
Author Notes: So, this is the the second chapter, what did you think about it? I hope you liked it!
Grasping At Straws: I hope I got you even more curious :) Thanks for reading my story!
Natoosh: Thanks for the review! It means a lot to me that it got you interested, and you're totally right, Lex is the most interesting character in SV, and the sexiest ;)