I noticed something. A lot of the Clana stories get tons of reviews. Why is
this? I'm a Chlark fan and this is an S.O.S. to all Chlark fans who enjoy
this story and the Chlark, Please review! :-)
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Clark swallowed gently as he tried to think of a way to get out. Chloe's hand gripped Clark's with a sense of worry as she continued to look around. She contemplated on trying to jump over the burning piece of wood that had fallen from the ceiling, but it had been too high.
"Clark!"
A muffled voice could be heard faintly through the sounds of crackling fire.
"Clark are you in there!?"
It was the voice of Jonathan and Martha.
"Mom! Dad!" Clark called out. He figured breaking down the door that was lined with fire would be easy for him, but it would bring up too many questions with Chloe.
"We're here son!" Jonathan said from the outside. He looked on worriedly as he tried to think of a way to get them out.
"Jonathan, the tractor!" Martha called to him.
Jonathan didn't take a moment to hesitate. He ran towards the tractor as fast he could and hopped in skillfully. He tried starting the motor, but with the broken down piece of farm equipment, it didn't seem like it would happen. Nevertheless, he continued to start the ignition.
The cries of horses from the other side of the burning mound was just one of the many that was drowned out by the sound of the fire. By this time, Chloe had taken out her cell phone and quickly called 9-1-1. As she did this, Clark slowly inched away from her. With Chloe's back turned, he pressed his lips together and faced the door that was beginning to burn down.
"Hello!?" Chloe managed to speak, but tried her best to stifle coughs with the sleeve of her shirt. "Me a-a-and my boyfriend, we're..we're trapped inside of a fire on the Kent farm!"
Chloe had soon told the operator the address. Clark clenched his fist and lightly shied his head away from the fire as his fist was put powerfully against the burning wood of the door. The sound of breaking wood soon drew Chloe's gaze towards the door. Her eyes widened in surprise. All she noticed was Clark and the door seemingly broken to pieces.
"Chloe come on!" Clark insisted as he retreated to grab hold of Chloe. Clark feigned a few coughs as the two had now managed to exit the burning barn.
"Clark, how did-" Chloe had stopped in mid-sentence with her cell phone still plastered to the side of her right ear. She'd noticed Mr. Kent inside of the tractor that was beside the barn door.
Martha came rushing forwards to the two and wrapped her arms around them. "Are you two alright!?" She questioned while embracing the two.
By this time the sound of ambulances and fire trucks filled the night sky.Jonathan got out of the tractor to meet Martha. Clark watched on with a solemn expression on his face. He knew that this fire was a deliberate one. It was probably started from the person from the night before. Clark looked towards Chloe who by this time had seemed to be transfixed upon the rising flames that continued to rampage along the roof. Clark wrapped his arm around her protectively as the firetrucks and now arrived and worked quickly to put out the fire.
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Lex's digits nimbly began to type away at the laptop that had been placed ontop of his desk. His expression kept up its seriousness as Lana had now entered the library.
"Lana, just who I wanted to see." Lex said calmly. He shifted his positioning on his chair and rose.
"Lex." Lana regarded him with a small smile. She kept her hand on the strap of her shoulderbag as she came to a stop before his desk.
"I'm guessing you've come for the insurance check to cover the cost of the broken amplifier." Lex held his hands inside of the pockets of his dark gray slacks.
"I'd hate to ask, but.." Lana broke off for a moment.
"Don't worry about it." Lex held his hand in front of him as a signal for Lana to stop. He retrieved his checkbook from his pocket and picked up a pen from the surface of his neatly organized desk. "Why so remorseful? This is what insurance is for." He started as he began to write the check.
"I know, it's just..I guess I feel a little uncomfortable asking people for money." Lana replied.
Lex tore the check out of the book and folded it neatly into Lana's hand. "I understand."
Lana pressed her lips together and shook her head thankfully. "Thanks Lex." She placed the check inside of the pocket of her shoulder bag.
"Another thing you and Clark have in common." Lex gave a small smile. "He came by a few days ago to pick up a check I agreed to write for Pete's movie production." Lex hoped that this would help sway Lana into Clark's direction. It had been a little while since he received an update from Clark on the Lana situation. Although he was interested, his cool demeanor suggested anything but. Lana let an eyebrow perk as she finally brought her look to Lex.
"We all appreciate it Lex." Lana replied, trying to be polite.
"It's no problem." Lex let a small smile break his seemingly expressionless look. "By the way, how's Clark doing? I haven't had a chance to talk to him since he had come by explaining to me what happened at the Talon."
"He's..great, actually.." Lana said a bit unenthusiastically, though she hadn't meant to.
"Something wrong..?" Lex queried.
"Oh, no." Lana quickly tried to cover it over with a small smile. "It's just, I haven't really gotten a chance to talk to him lately. Whitney's been going through a tough time...and Clark and Chloe are seeming to spend a lot of time together, so it's no worry.." Lana hid any small amount of emotion that could be interpreted as jealousy as she added in that last part...a little bit purposefully.
"How does that make you feel?" Lex questioned a little quickly. He'd been curious to find out what was it that was on Lana's mind when the idea of Clark and someone else had been brought up.
"I'm not sure...fine I guess..." Lana partly played confused as she shot Lex a lighthearted questioning expression. "..Why?" Lana laughed a little, hoping to not to let things get too serious.
"No reason." Lex cave a casual shrug and also gave her a small smile.
A small silence had now made itself into the conversation. Lana bit down on the very inside of her lower lip gently as Lex kept his gaze upon her. Lana hadn't really wanted to discuss any..possible feelings she may have been having with the situation of Clark and Chloe.
"Well um, thanks again Lex." Lana finally smiled to him before she slowly turned around to exit.
Lex stood there stoically as his mind had begun to try and decipher what Lana was really feeling. She was clearly jealous. He was quite eager to discuss this new relationship Clark seemed to be having with Chloe as well as Lana's feelings towards it with Clark himself.
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"Wow.." Lana uttered.
Chloe, Clark, and Lana had sat at a table near the counter inside of the Talon. Chloe and Clark had spent the past half an hour explaining what had happened the previous night before. Some things were a little sketchy as the two had relayed to Lana what exactly they were doing right before the fire had started. Lana was able to put the pieces together, but once again hid any signs of her feelings on the matter.
"More like..scary." Chloe quickly turned to face Clark. "Or at least, that's how it was. Let me tell you, I've been face to face with fire before, but it was just as scary this time around." Chloe brought her look to Lana.
"I wish we knew who was behind this." Lana said, frustrated. "I'm just thankful that nothing happened at my house after Pete left you guys."
"Don't worry Lana, we'll find out." Clark tried to assure her.
"Lana, how's Whitney doing?" Chloe asked.
"He's dealing. These past few days have been really rough for him. I'm heading over to his house tonight." Lana answered.
"I can imagine." Clark said. "I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost any of my parents."
Clark was very thankful for having Martha and Jonathan Kent as his parents. He wasn't exactly sure if fate was involved, but all he knew was that having them in his life was the most important thing to him. They loved him unconditionally, despite his powers, despite his occasional bad temper, they were there for him, no matter what.
"Lana." Shirley, a waitress came upon the table where the three had been and handed her an apron. "Break's up boss." She casually smiled.
"Alright, Shirl." She laughed a little as she stood up. "Do you guys want anything now that I'm back on the clock?"
"Um, nonfat no foam latte if you please?" Chloe asked.
"Sure, no problem." Lana nodded and turned to Clark. "How about you Clark?"
"No thanks Lana." Clark nodded.
"Alright, see ya guys." She turned and headed behind the counter.
Clark took a final sip of his cappuccino and set it down on the table's surface. He watched Lana for a few seconds before the thought of the mystery at hand broke into his thoughts.
"I'm glad that the damage done to the barn isn't that extensive." Chloe brought up the incident again. "Me too." Clark responded.
A new thought came trampling through his mind, a thought that peeked a smile from the corners of his mouth.
"What?" Chloe noticed the smile.
"It's just...last night, when you were on the phone with the police..I heard..." Clark stopped for a second, trying not to laugh. "I heard you called me your boyfriend.." Clark let a brow raise playfully and kept his smile.
Lana stepped beside the table with the tray and set the big coffee mug before Chloe. "..Here you go.." Lana did her best to try and act as if she hadn't heard the words that Clark had just said.
"Um, thanks Lana." Chloe shook her head as if to clear her thoughts and handed Lana the exact change for the beverage.
"No problem.." Lana said it a little distantly before she left the table. She didn't bother to exchange a look with Clark.
Clark's brow sunk into curiosity as he looked over his shoulder at Lana, completely unaware that she had heard what he had said, but brought it back to Chloe in the same instant. Chloe had taken a small sip of her latte before she finally took in a breath.
"Yeah, about that Clark..there was the fire..and.." Chloe bit down on her lower lip almost as if she were embarrassed.
"I was gonna say, that if you did..I didn't mind." Clark shone his smile to her and slid his hand across the table's surface to go ontop of Chloe's. Chloe's worried look soon turned into that of a sheepish, shy, smile as she gave a small laugh.
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Lana slowly ascended up the porch steps of the Fordman residence with her hands folded. It had been a slow afternoon as Pete and the rest of them, including her, had finished up a few more shots in and out of Smallville High. Luckily there had been no attempted murders, or accidents. Maybe it had been because Clark kept his eye around them like a hawk. Once the thought of Clark entered her mind, she expelled a breath and shut her eyes. She couldn't think of Clark, not now. She was going to be comforting to Whitney right now.
After she had taken a moment to clear her head, she wrapped on the door lightly. An almost sullen Mrs. Fordman answered the door.
"Hi, Mrs. Fordman, is Whitney here?" Lana questioned lightly, not wanting to disturb her in any way, shape or form. "Oh yes..come on in Lana." Mrs. Fordman held open the door to let Lana pass through the threshold.
Lana stepped inside of the hallway that held the stairs beside it. She offered a gentle smile and put her hand on Mrs. Fordman's back.
"How are you doing Mrs. Fordman?" Lana asked.
"I'm ok Lana, dear." Mrs. Fordman had looked like she was doing everything in her power to not let herself breakdown.
"If you feel like talking, you know I'm always here for you." Lana offered.
"Thanks, dear." Mrs. Fordman forced a smile before Lana embraced her in a small hug.
"Hey Lana." Whitney said as he stood in the middle of the staircase. "We'll be upstairs mom." Whitney told her as Lana had joined him at the stairs.
The two walked inside of Whitney's room, Whitney closing the door behind them. Lana made her way towards the edge of his bed and folded her hands inside of her lap.
"How you holdin' up?" Lana asked him.
"I'm ok." Whitney lied.
Whitney had stood at his dresser drawer, clutching a football that had once belonged to his dad. No matter how he was feeling, he knew that he couldn't breakdown in front of anyone, especially Lana. Despite the fact that Lana had repeatedly told him that he could be himself with her, his innate manly attitude told him he couldn't.
"Whitney!" It was Mrs. Fordman.
"Yeah mom?" Whitney opened his door and called downstairs.
"I'm going out for a bit to visit Edith, I won't be back until late tonight." Mrs. Fordman called upstairs as she stood at the door.
"Ok." Whitney replied.
Mrs. Fordman exited the house and kept her hand at her mouth. She took a deep intake of breath before heading over towards the car.
Back inside of the house upstairs, Lana kept a close watch on Whitney. "I dropped by to let you know that Pete's looking for an extra I his movie." Lana relayed the news hopefully, figuring that Whitney didn't want to dwell on what had happened. "I'm not really up to it.." Whitney told her. He made his way to sit beside Lana on his bed and put his hand on hers.
It was kind of ironic considering the fact that he was acting now. He didn't want to bring Lana down in despair along with him and the rest of his family.
"I understand." Lana gave his hand a light squeeze and looked at him gently.
Whitney swallowed gently and joined in her gaze. He leaned in forward and his lips met with Lana's. He slowly began to kiss her and Lana reciprocated. Lana's hands had moved to the sides of Whitney's face, gently holding his face in place as her lips massaged his own. Whitney's hands were wrapped around Lana's small waist. This made Whitney feel better. Talking hadn't really been helping his grief, but just being with Lana in this romantic sense gave him a sense of comfort. Lana broke the kiss.
"Are you sure you don't wanna talk about things?" Lana said, her voice just above a whisper.
"I'm not sure.." Whitney let his eyes veer down.
Lana understood that he wasn't comfortable talking. She gave an involuntary movement of her lips before she slowly inclined herself and began to kiss him. Things seemed right, almost as if they were back to the way things were. Whitney was with his girlfriend. The girl that he truly loved. Whitney moved his body gently forwards, which caused for Lana to be underneath him on the surface of his bed. As the two embraced, Lana's mind began to think.
Whitney let his hand gently caress Lana's sides. His lips removed themselves from Lana's and placed delicate kisses on the side of her neck. Lana's eyes remained closed as her hands rested on the backs of Whitney's' shoulders.
"Whitney.." Lana half moaned and half whispered. She wasn't exactly sure what things might escalate to be.
Whitney removed himself from her neck and locked eyes upon her. His hand lifted to brush back a strand of her dark hair, and he gently smiled to her.
"Lana...I love you. You've been here for me and my mom..and I really appreciate it." Whitney's voice was also hushed.
"I'm your girlfriend..it's kinda my job." Lana laughed, her fingers caressing Whitney's cheek. "I just want to be here for you.." Lana blinked rapidly a little, a sign that usually meant she was unsure or debating something.
"I know." Whitney leaned forwards and began to gently kiss her.
The two continued their embrace. Lana hadn't known what to think. She didn't try to think. She put herself in the moment, and before she had known it, Whitney was easing her white coat off of her upper body. She tossed the coat to the floor and kissed him. Within a moment or two, Whitney's t-shirt had come off. Lana stared into his eyes, with brows furrowed. The two soon returned to kissing each other. Lana tried not to think.
"...I love you too.." She breathlessly uttered, possibly without thinking.
The lamp that had been illuminating the room sat ontop of Whitney's nightstand beside his bed. Whitney gently moved his hand to the side while still kissing Lana and the light went off.
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Clark swallowed gently as he tried to think of a way to get out. Chloe's hand gripped Clark's with a sense of worry as she continued to look around. She contemplated on trying to jump over the burning piece of wood that had fallen from the ceiling, but it had been too high.
"Clark!"
A muffled voice could be heard faintly through the sounds of crackling fire.
"Clark are you in there!?"
It was the voice of Jonathan and Martha.
"Mom! Dad!" Clark called out. He figured breaking down the door that was lined with fire would be easy for him, but it would bring up too many questions with Chloe.
"We're here son!" Jonathan said from the outside. He looked on worriedly as he tried to think of a way to get them out.
"Jonathan, the tractor!" Martha called to him.
Jonathan didn't take a moment to hesitate. He ran towards the tractor as fast he could and hopped in skillfully. He tried starting the motor, but with the broken down piece of farm equipment, it didn't seem like it would happen. Nevertheless, he continued to start the ignition.
The cries of horses from the other side of the burning mound was just one of the many that was drowned out by the sound of the fire. By this time, Chloe had taken out her cell phone and quickly called 9-1-1. As she did this, Clark slowly inched away from her. With Chloe's back turned, he pressed his lips together and faced the door that was beginning to burn down.
"Hello!?" Chloe managed to speak, but tried her best to stifle coughs with the sleeve of her shirt. "Me a-a-and my boyfriend, we're..we're trapped inside of a fire on the Kent farm!"
Chloe had soon told the operator the address. Clark clenched his fist and lightly shied his head away from the fire as his fist was put powerfully against the burning wood of the door. The sound of breaking wood soon drew Chloe's gaze towards the door. Her eyes widened in surprise. All she noticed was Clark and the door seemingly broken to pieces.
"Chloe come on!" Clark insisted as he retreated to grab hold of Chloe. Clark feigned a few coughs as the two had now managed to exit the burning barn.
"Clark, how did-" Chloe had stopped in mid-sentence with her cell phone still plastered to the side of her right ear. She'd noticed Mr. Kent inside of the tractor that was beside the barn door.
Martha came rushing forwards to the two and wrapped her arms around them. "Are you two alright!?" She questioned while embracing the two.
By this time the sound of ambulances and fire trucks filled the night sky.Jonathan got out of the tractor to meet Martha. Clark watched on with a solemn expression on his face. He knew that this fire was a deliberate one. It was probably started from the person from the night before. Clark looked towards Chloe who by this time had seemed to be transfixed upon the rising flames that continued to rampage along the roof. Clark wrapped his arm around her protectively as the firetrucks and now arrived and worked quickly to put out the fire.
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Lex's digits nimbly began to type away at the laptop that had been placed ontop of his desk. His expression kept up its seriousness as Lana had now entered the library.
"Lana, just who I wanted to see." Lex said calmly. He shifted his positioning on his chair and rose.
"Lex." Lana regarded him with a small smile. She kept her hand on the strap of her shoulderbag as she came to a stop before his desk.
"I'm guessing you've come for the insurance check to cover the cost of the broken amplifier." Lex held his hands inside of the pockets of his dark gray slacks.
"I'd hate to ask, but.." Lana broke off for a moment.
"Don't worry about it." Lex held his hand in front of him as a signal for Lana to stop. He retrieved his checkbook from his pocket and picked up a pen from the surface of his neatly organized desk. "Why so remorseful? This is what insurance is for." He started as he began to write the check.
"I know, it's just..I guess I feel a little uncomfortable asking people for money." Lana replied.
Lex tore the check out of the book and folded it neatly into Lana's hand. "I understand."
Lana pressed her lips together and shook her head thankfully. "Thanks Lex." She placed the check inside of the pocket of her shoulder bag.
"Another thing you and Clark have in common." Lex gave a small smile. "He came by a few days ago to pick up a check I agreed to write for Pete's movie production." Lex hoped that this would help sway Lana into Clark's direction. It had been a little while since he received an update from Clark on the Lana situation. Although he was interested, his cool demeanor suggested anything but. Lana let an eyebrow perk as she finally brought her look to Lex.
"We all appreciate it Lex." Lana replied, trying to be polite.
"It's no problem." Lex let a small smile break his seemingly expressionless look. "By the way, how's Clark doing? I haven't had a chance to talk to him since he had come by explaining to me what happened at the Talon."
"He's..great, actually.." Lana said a bit unenthusiastically, though she hadn't meant to.
"Something wrong..?" Lex queried.
"Oh, no." Lana quickly tried to cover it over with a small smile. "It's just, I haven't really gotten a chance to talk to him lately. Whitney's been going through a tough time...and Clark and Chloe are seeming to spend a lot of time together, so it's no worry.." Lana hid any small amount of emotion that could be interpreted as jealousy as she added in that last part...a little bit purposefully.
"How does that make you feel?" Lex questioned a little quickly. He'd been curious to find out what was it that was on Lana's mind when the idea of Clark and someone else had been brought up.
"I'm not sure...fine I guess..." Lana partly played confused as she shot Lex a lighthearted questioning expression. "..Why?" Lana laughed a little, hoping to not to let things get too serious.
"No reason." Lex cave a casual shrug and also gave her a small smile.
A small silence had now made itself into the conversation. Lana bit down on the very inside of her lower lip gently as Lex kept his gaze upon her. Lana hadn't really wanted to discuss any..possible feelings she may have been having with the situation of Clark and Chloe.
"Well um, thanks again Lex." Lana finally smiled to him before she slowly turned around to exit.
Lex stood there stoically as his mind had begun to try and decipher what Lana was really feeling. She was clearly jealous. He was quite eager to discuss this new relationship Clark seemed to be having with Chloe as well as Lana's feelings towards it with Clark himself.
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"Wow.." Lana uttered.
Chloe, Clark, and Lana had sat at a table near the counter inside of the Talon. Chloe and Clark had spent the past half an hour explaining what had happened the previous night before. Some things were a little sketchy as the two had relayed to Lana what exactly they were doing right before the fire had started. Lana was able to put the pieces together, but once again hid any signs of her feelings on the matter.
"More like..scary." Chloe quickly turned to face Clark. "Or at least, that's how it was. Let me tell you, I've been face to face with fire before, but it was just as scary this time around." Chloe brought her look to Lana.
"I wish we knew who was behind this." Lana said, frustrated. "I'm just thankful that nothing happened at my house after Pete left you guys."
"Don't worry Lana, we'll find out." Clark tried to assure her.
"Lana, how's Whitney doing?" Chloe asked.
"He's dealing. These past few days have been really rough for him. I'm heading over to his house tonight." Lana answered.
"I can imagine." Clark said. "I don't know what I'd do if I ever lost any of my parents."
Clark was very thankful for having Martha and Jonathan Kent as his parents. He wasn't exactly sure if fate was involved, but all he knew was that having them in his life was the most important thing to him. They loved him unconditionally, despite his powers, despite his occasional bad temper, they were there for him, no matter what.
"Lana." Shirley, a waitress came upon the table where the three had been and handed her an apron. "Break's up boss." She casually smiled.
"Alright, Shirl." She laughed a little as she stood up. "Do you guys want anything now that I'm back on the clock?"
"Um, nonfat no foam latte if you please?" Chloe asked.
"Sure, no problem." Lana nodded and turned to Clark. "How about you Clark?"
"No thanks Lana." Clark nodded.
"Alright, see ya guys." She turned and headed behind the counter.
Clark took a final sip of his cappuccino and set it down on the table's surface. He watched Lana for a few seconds before the thought of the mystery at hand broke into his thoughts.
"I'm glad that the damage done to the barn isn't that extensive." Chloe brought up the incident again. "Me too." Clark responded.
A new thought came trampling through his mind, a thought that peeked a smile from the corners of his mouth.
"What?" Chloe noticed the smile.
"It's just...last night, when you were on the phone with the police..I heard..." Clark stopped for a second, trying not to laugh. "I heard you called me your boyfriend.." Clark let a brow raise playfully and kept his smile.
Lana stepped beside the table with the tray and set the big coffee mug before Chloe. "..Here you go.." Lana did her best to try and act as if she hadn't heard the words that Clark had just said.
"Um, thanks Lana." Chloe shook her head as if to clear her thoughts and handed Lana the exact change for the beverage.
"No problem.." Lana said it a little distantly before she left the table. She didn't bother to exchange a look with Clark.
Clark's brow sunk into curiosity as he looked over his shoulder at Lana, completely unaware that she had heard what he had said, but brought it back to Chloe in the same instant. Chloe had taken a small sip of her latte before she finally took in a breath.
"Yeah, about that Clark..there was the fire..and.." Chloe bit down on her lower lip almost as if she were embarrassed.
"I was gonna say, that if you did..I didn't mind." Clark shone his smile to her and slid his hand across the table's surface to go ontop of Chloe's. Chloe's worried look soon turned into that of a sheepish, shy, smile as she gave a small laugh.
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Lana slowly ascended up the porch steps of the Fordman residence with her hands folded. It had been a slow afternoon as Pete and the rest of them, including her, had finished up a few more shots in and out of Smallville High. Luckily there had been no attempted murders, or accidents. Maybe it had been because Clark kept his eye around them like a hawk. Once the thought of Clark entered her mind, she expelled a breath and shut her eyes. She couldn't think of Clark, not now. She was going to be comforting to Whitney right now.
After she had taken a moment to clear her head, she wrapped on the door lightly. An almost sullen Mrs. Fordman answered the door.
"Hi, Mrs. Fordman, is Whitney here?" Lana questioned lightly, not wanting to disturb her in any way, shape or form. "Oh yes..come on in Lana." Mrs. Fordman held open the door to let Lana pass through the threshold.
Lana stepped inside of the hallway that held the stairs beside it. She offered a gentle smile and put her hand on Mrs. Fordman's back.
"How are you doing Mrs. Fordman?" Lana asked.
"I'm ok Lana, dear." Mrs. Fordman had looked like she was doing everything in her power to not let herself breakdown.
"If you feel like talking, you know I'm always here for you." Lana offered.
"Thanks, dear." Mrs. Fordman forced a smile before Lana embraced her in a small hug.
"Hey Lana." Whitney said as he stood in the middle of the staircase. "We'll be upstairs mom." Whitney told her as Lana had joined him at the stairs.
The two walked inside of Whitney's room, Whitney closing the door behind them. Lana made her way towards the edge of his bed and folded her hands inside of her lap.
"How you holdin' up?" Lana asked him.
"I'm ok." Whitney lied.
Whitney had stood at his dresser drawer, clutching a football that had once belonged to his dad. No matter how he was feeling, he knew that he couldn't breakdown in front of anyone, especially Lana. Despite the fact that Lana had repeatedly told him that he could be himself with her, his innate manly attitude told him he couldn't.
"Whitney!" It was Mrs. Fordman.
"Yeah mom?" Whitney opened his door and called downstairs.
"I'm going out for a bit to visit Edith, I won't be back until late tonight." Mrs. Fordman called upstairs as she stood at the door.
"Ok." Whitney replied.
Mrs. Fordman exited the house and kept her hand at her mouth. She took a deep intake of breath before heading over towards the car.
Back inside of the house upstairs, Lana kept a close watch on Whitney. "I dropped by to let you know that Pete's looking for an extra I his movie." Lana relayed the news hopefully, figuring that Whitney didn't want to dwell on what had happened. "I'm not really up to it.." Whitney told her. He made his way to sit beside Lana on his bed and put his hand on hers.
It was kind of ironic considering the fact that he was acting now. He didn't want to bring Lana down in despair along with him and the rest of his family.
"I understand." Lana gave his hand a light squeeze and looked at him gently.
Whitney swallowed gently and joined in her gaze. He leaned in forward and his lips met with Lana's. He slowly began to kiss her and Lana reciprocated. Lana's hands had moved to the sides of Whitney's face, gently holding his face in place as her lips massaged his own. Whitney's hands were wrapped around Lana's small waist. This made Whitney feel better. Talking hadn't really been helping his grief, but just being with Lana in this romantic sense gave him a sense of comfort. Lana broke the kiss.
"Are you sure you don't wanna talk about things?" Lana said, her voice just above a whisper.
"I'm not sure.." Whitney let his eyes veer down.
Lana understood that he wasn't comfortable talking. She gave an involuntary movement of her lips before she slowly inclined herself and began to kiss him. Things seemed right, almost as if they were back to the way things were. Whitney was with his girlfriend. The girl that he truly loved. Whitney moved his body gently forwards, which caused for Lana to be underneath him on the surface of his bed. As the two embraced, Lana's mind began to think.
Whitney let his hand gently caress Lana's sides. His lips removed themselves from Lana's and placed delicate kisses on the side of her neck. Lana's eyes remained closed as her hands rested on the backs of Whitney's' shoulders.
"Whitney.." Lana half moaned and half whispered. She wasn't exactly sure what things might escalate to be.
Whitney removed himself from her neck and locked eyes upon her. His hand lifted to brush back a strand of her dark hair, and he gently smiled to her.
"Lana...I love you. You've been here for me and my mom..and I really appreciate it." Whitney's voice was also hushed.
"I'm your girlfriend..it's kinda my job." Lana laughed, her fingers caressing Whitney's cheek. "I just want to be here for you.." Lana blinked rapidly a little, a sign that usually meant she was unsure or debating something.
"I know." Whitney leaned forwards and began to gently kiss her.
The two continued their embrace. Lana hadn't known what to think. She didn't try to think. She put herself in the moment, and before she had known it, Whitney was easing her white coat off of her upper body. She tossed the coat to the floor and kissed him. Within a moment or two, Whitney's t-shirt had come off. Lana stared into his eyes, with brows furrowed. The two soon returned to kissing each other. Lana tried not to think.
"...I love you too.." She breathlessly uttered, possibly without thinking.
The lamp that had been illuminating the room sat ontop of Whitney's nightstand beside his bed. Whitney gently moved his hand to the side while still kissing Lana and the light went off.