Nothing's Left-Part Eight
Clark woke up to find him and Lana in the same position that they were in last night. He didn't move. He just sat there and stared at her beautiful face. He loved to look at her eyes open and shut. He thought she was so cute asleep. Some of her hair was right in front of his face and he leaned into the smell of sweet strawberries in her hair. He closed his eyes with a smile on his face and drifted back to sleep. They both slept for another good hour before Lana woke up. She didn't move either so that she wouldn't wake Clark. She looked over her shoulder at his gorgeous hair and face. She loved his hair. It had grown out shaggy again like it was in Metropolis and that's the way she liked it. He could feel her eyes staring at him and he started to stir. Lana turned over to face him and his beautiful eyes met hers. She took her hand up to his cheek and stoked his face a few times. "Hi,"she whispered softly. "Hi,"he answered back.
"How do you feel," Lana asked.
"Like crap," he answered.
Lana leaned in to kiss him soft and gentle on the lips. Lana pulled back and just stared into his eyes for a minute. She had never appreciated just spending time with him before the accident or before they were estranged. She laid her head on his chest and he began to stoke her hair. "I love you, Lana." She looked up and smiled. "I love you too, Clark." She leaned in and gave him a soft, but passionate kiss. "Are you hungry, Clark? You haven't ate in days."
"I'm starving!"He said.
She gave him a kiss on the fore head and motioned for him to stay put and she left to make him some lunch. She went downstairs and called a pizza and grabbed some sodas from the kitchen fridge and headed upstairs. She told Clark that the pizza would not be here for another twenty minutes. He took a drink of his Coke and he closed his eyes as he enjoyed the refreshing taste. "MMM, that's good. I missed that." She sat down on the bed and but her hand on his stomach. "But not as much as I missed you." He hooked her with one of his arms and pulled her down to his level so they could cuddle. "I could do this forever."Clark whispered. "Yea. I could too." She wrapped her arms tightly around him. Then they heard the doorbell ring and Lana ran down to see who it was. It was just the pizza guy. She paid him and grabbed some paper plates and napkins to bring upstairs.
She walked into his room and his face lit up at the sight of pizza. She pulled up a chair and sat next to the bed. "Clark you should probably sit up to eat." She looked at him and she could see that his arms were pushing but his legs weren't moving. "Lana I can't feel my legs." Her eyes got wide. "Clark are you sure. Oh my God." She got up and went over to him and pulled the covers back to see his legs not moving. His face was scrunched up like he was putting all his energy into moving his leg and it didn't even twitch. She took him by the arms and did her best to sit him up. She ran her hands over his legs and rolled up his sweat pants. She came to the massive green bruises that went all the way around his leg, right above his knee. "Does it hurt, Clark?" He shook his head no. She didn't understand why this bruise didn't want to heal. "Lana, where are my parents?" Clark asked. "They left to get their minds off you're situation and they didn't leave a number. Do you want me to call your doctor?" Clark looked up as she said that, "No that's okay. When will they come back?" "Your parents don't come back until Late Sunday, early Monday." Clark didn't know what to do. Should he tell Lana now? He decided in a second that he needed her help and he couldn't afford for laying this on her and her not handling it well.
"Let's just eat. Maybe it's a side effect of the coma," Clark said. Lana pulled the covers over Clark's legs and sat back on the chair. "Don't worry, Clark. I will take good care of you." They both sat and ate their pizza. Clark seemed not to notice that he was bedridden. He didn't want to dwell on the negative and decided to focus on the positive. "Lana, could I ask a favor?" Lana looked up and smiled, "Anything for you." His face had an uneasy look on it. "I kinda need to go to the bathroom." She nodded a came back with a rolling chair. "Good Idea," He said laughing. She smiled. She went over to the bed and lifted his legs over the side of the bed one by one and he pushed himself onto the chair with his arms. She wheeled him inside the bathroom and left. When he hollered he was done she went back in and wheeled him out. "Thanks," Clark said with an uneasy smile. "No problem," Lana smiled. She wheeled him back to his room and assisted in getting him back to bed.
"So do you wanna call Chloe or Pete to come see you?" Lana asked. Clark shook his head and held out his hand to her. She smiled and took his hand and climbed in next to him. "I'm just fine right here. With you for now. I want to see them but I'm just really tired and overwhelmed. Plus, I'm not ready for an interview from the reporter." She looked up into his gorgeous eyes and leaned her head in. She closed her eyes and he closed his and their lips met. It started soft, but soon become passionate. Lana climbed on top of him not wanting to break their kiss. She ran her hand through his shaggy hair and had her other hand lightly over his chest. Lana pulled back from their almost make out session. Something just didn't feel right. She needed time to get adjusted again. She needed to ease into a relationship especially because he was not himself again. Clark really didn't think anything about Lana pulling back, but he still wouldn't have minded making up for lost time. Then he remembered that they would have forever to 'make up for lost time' so there was no need to force anything. They cuddled up together and started to talk about what Clark had missed while he was out and a lot about Lana's recovery. This conversation was followed by Clark apologizing multiple times for not being there and causing the accident, which was then followed Lana calling him crazy and saying it was no one's fault, she was a drama queen about it. This made them both go into a laughing fit, which compelled Clark tickle Lana. She then jumped and started to cling to the wall and chant you can't get me. After tiring of this game it was dinner time and Lana wanted to make something special, so she brought Clark a book to read while she cooked up a romantic dinner.
She rummaged through the cupboards, refrigerator, and the freezer. She finally discovered some , corn, mashed potatoes, and a sentimental surprise for dessert. Dinner took her a little over an hour to make. When everything was done she put it on a tray and took it upstairs and set it down quietly. She ran back downstairs and grabbed a couple of cans of Coke. She ran upstairs and opened his door. Clark looked straight up from his book and set it aside.
"Hi," she said. "Hi back. What smells so good?" He asked. She pointed, "Our dinner." He smiled, "It looks amazing. Thank-you. Who knew you could cook something edible." She smacked him on the arm playfully and grabbed the tray. They started to eat and suddenly Lana felt like their was some conversation that had been left unsaid. "Clark, I kinda think we have a few things to talk about. Like the stuff that happened at the pool and other things before that." Clark looked into her eyes. "Lana I know that there are some things we need to discuss, but can we put that on hold till tomorrow and just enjoy our evening. Questions and discussion can wait until tomorrow. Let's just enjoy the time we have alone." Lana nodded in agreement. They both had finished eating and Lana got up and walked to the door. "Just wait, Clark. I have a surprise. Close your eyes and I'll be right back." Lana stepped into the hallway. She walked over to the small table at the end of the hallway. She picked up a small cake with four candles on it, just like the one that she brought Clark for his birthday a long time ago. She lit the candles and walked up to his door.
"You're eyes better be closed I'm coming in." Lana carefully opened the door and closed it behind her. She found Clark sitting up with his hands over his eyes. She walked over to his bed and sat next to him. "Okay. Open your eyes!" He opened his eyes and said, "Oh my god!" He didn't know what to say.
"I thought that this is a good way to rewind and start over where are relationship really left off." She looked into his eyes. Just like on his birthday he took the cake and set it on his bedside table. "Your still the girl of my dreams. . . . . That was a pretty good night wasn't it. I still remember it like it was yesterday." Lana's smiled as she sat down on his bed, "It was a very good night but, I really can't remember it. I guess you'll just have to remind me,"she said with a sly smile. "I can do that." Clark leaned up slightly and she leaned her body down to meet his face. Lana kissed him softly at first just as she had done the night in the loft and gradually the kiss became more passionate and Lana climbed carefully on top of him and traced her hand down his arm very lightly, still reenacting the night this all began. The two teens made out until the early morning ours and feel asleep, cuddling, hand in hand.