Goodbye Chloe Sullivan
There were many mourners at Chloe Sullivan's funeral. Seeing how strong their grief was hurt her. It made her want to tell the truth, but it really wasn't that easy.
Flashback
She opened her eyes, her head aching. The car's seatbelt was around her. The car…
"Lois"
The driver's side was a mess. The window was broken and the door it had been attached to was not a part of the car anymore.
Her cousin was lying outside the car, her face in a puddle. She was still and pale…
"God no, NO"
She was choking on her sobs and tears drenched her face and fell on the body. She wanted Lois to wake up. She touched her cousin's face.
Now…she didn't see Lois' face. She saw her own, but it wasn't being reflected in the water.
Lois had her face! And she had, as she looked in that water, Lois' features.
End Flashback
She couldn't tell the truth. They'd think she was crazy or worse experiment on her and on Lois' corpse. Even though she enjoyed the weird phenomenon in Smallville, she didn't want to be put under a microscope. She didn't want to be treated like the meteor freaks.
Everyone thought that she was Lois anyway. Also, they were holding the funeral now. It was much too late to speak up.
She felt guilty for not apologizing to Lois. And now Lois was dead. Perhaps, this could be her penance. That, and she wanted to keep that feisty girl alive.
Still, it was hard turning her back on her life. No, her old life.
The world, most specifically Smallville, would have to say goodbye to Chloe Sullivan. And so would she. It would be hard living a new life. Someone else's life. However, she would try. So that Lois could rest in peace while still living in this world. So that Chloe Sullivan could be gone.
The casket was being lowered into the fresh grave. There wasn't a dry eye in the crowd. Chloe Sullivan's body and mind were to be buried now. She had no more ties to Chloe Sullivan or this town.
She walked to the grace, spilling flowers into it and onto the ground in front of it. Tears streamed down her cheeks.
"Goodbye…" she whispered.
Visions of her…no, Chloe Sullivan's life passed before her eyes. Along with ones of Chloe Sullivan and Lois Lane together. It didn't surprise her. During near death experiences or just before death, it was said that your life flashed before your eyes. Just another sign of the death of Smallville's reporter-to-be Chloe Sullivan. Some of those happy memories didn't even change her mind. It was made up.
Her resolve almost completely evaporated at seeing her first love. She had never seen Clark Kent's eyes so full of sorrow. He was trying to restrain his tears. Lana was crying openly. Her tears being soaked up by the fabric of his shirt. The doe-eyed beauty was being held securely in those arms.
I'm dead and he won't even cry for me. Lois put her hand gently on Clark's shoulder. "It's okay Kent. Go ahead and cry. She would want you to. It'll be okay."
He gave her a small smile. There was no reply, but his eyes said enough.
Lois returned the smile.
Turning on her heel, she headed off. The sooner she left, the easier it would be to leave. She had said goodbye to Clark now. He could be with the girl he wanted for so long. Chloe wouldn't be in the way anymore.
"…I was always in the way, wasn't I? Was I ever really wanted here"
A cool breeze blew by as Lex Luthor walked past her.
She took a quick look over at the couple. Perfect Lana fit perfectly in his arms. The two fit each other.
That was her last look at Smallville. She never turned back.
What was Smallville to Lois Lane anyway?