7: Beating Hearts
There was no possible way Clark was getting out of this one. She thought things were going to be different that he changed somehow. He after all picked her over the brunette. Things were looking up for Chloe Sullivan until that night came. The one where she sat for ages waiting for him to arrive, but he never showed. Her heart broke into a thousand pieces but one man she thought would never be the one to save her, did.
He walked her up to her door like a total gentlemen. She turned towards him. Faces merely inches apart, there they stood, still as stones.
She stumbled at her words. Breathless and uneasy. She didn't know the feeling that seemed to be overtaking her body, but somehow it felt right.
"Lex. I. Um. I had a good time tonight. Thank you for everything. It means a lot to me that you did this for me."
He touched his index finger to her lips. She was rambling and he could tell she was nervous.
"It's alright Chloe. You deserved to be there just like everyone else. I'm just sorry your plans fell through with Clark. I'm sure he has a perfectly good explanation."
She shook her head at his comment. "You know what. I'm done with him. He doesn't need people making excuses for him. He does that perfectly fine by himself. Maybe, well see the thing with Clark. I thought that it's what I wanted."
He leaned in closer to her, "Well what do you want?"
She peered into his eyes, and nervously glanced back at the ground. "I don't know anymore. Why does life seem so complicated at times?"
"It's only complicated if you make it that way, Chloe. Life is what you make it. It's up to you to change it how you want it to be."
She smiled at him and somehow wanted to feel the warmth of his skin against her. Her heart was beating so fast that she didn't know what to do except say goodnight.
"Well, thanks again. Talk to you soon?" She walked in and closed the door, leaning her back on it ready to break down. Her emotions were getting the best of her and she didn't need it. Not right now. 'How can you be in love with two people who are completely different?'
Lex stood there staring at the door. He didn't know what happened or what he did that made her cut out so soon. He walked back towards the car not thinking anymore about it, or so he thought. He did her a favor, so what was the big deal. He did favors for a lot of people, what makes Chloe Sullivan any different?
Chloe changed into her pajamas and sat at her vanity, starring into the mirror at her reflection. Not knowing what she was feeling. She was confused and outraged. She still loved Clark, it's so hard not to. He apologizes all the time and he must have been helping somebody right? "NO" she yelled. 'What is my problem? I am making excuses for him now too. I'm not going to do it.'
The knock at the door startled her. She turned around to see him, standing there. Rolling her eyes she spoke, "What do you want? Oh I know, come to rub some salt in the wound. Or did you come here with a well planned out excuse that you think I'll understand. Guess what your wrong, now leave!"
"Chloe, no, stop. I came to apologize. I wanted to take you. I wanted to be there with you. Something came up and I had to"
"NO! Just stop ok. I don't want to hear it." She stood up and moved towards him tears running down her cheeks. She promised herself she wouldn't cry in front of him, but she couldn't help it. He always seemed to make her cry and she didn't like it.
"Things always seem to come up with you. You're always running off somewhere. Disappearing. I just don't think it's going to work with us Clark. I'm sorry. I think you should leave."
He wanted to stay. To comfort her, to tell her he was sorry for everything. To tell her he wanted to be with her. He didn't though. He turned around and left her standing there, crying. He hated that he always was doing this to her. Standing her up, it hurt him. All this time he wanted to share his secret with her, but he wasn't sure if she would understand.
So there she stood, alone again in her room. Tears overwhelming her, she wiped them away with her finger tips, hoping that one day he would stay and not leave her. She crawled into bed, still sobbing over the boy who stole her heart. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~* Next Morning
Lana peered around the corner and headed for Chloe's room. Slowly forcing the door open, she stuck her head through the space. "Chloe? You awake?"
Chloe groaned in annoyance of the voice that seeped through the room. "I am now!"
The blonde looked in the direction of the brunette. She was just standing there like a twig with no thoughts. Chloe rolled her eyes in frustration. "What do you want?"
"Oh, sorry. Well um, there is a package for you downstairs and I thought you might want to open it."
'Oh goody' she thought to herself as she stepped out of bed and into her slippers. Grabbing her robe which hung on her bedpost, she wrapped it around her and headed down the stairs with Lana at her heels.
She turned the corner into the kitchen to find a long sleek white box with a red ribbon attached. Immediately Chloe knew what was inside, and had a pretty good idea who they where from. She glanced back at Lana who looked way to happy in the morning, and back at the box.
"Well, aren't you going to open it?"
"If you wanted it open so badly, why didn't you just open it yourself and left me to my slumber?"
"Because, Chloe, that's no fun."
Chloe sighed, and grasped the box with one hand while she slipped the silk ribbon off with the other. Carefully she opened the top to a beautiful bouquet of white roses. Shaking her head she set the box back down and started to walk out.
"Chloe, you're not even going to read the card?"
"I don't have to Lana, I already know who they're from and I don't want them."
Lana had a look of discomfort on her face as she took a hold of the card and read it aloud so her friend could hear. Clearing her throat to get her attention, she began;
Words cannot express how sorry I am. I hope one day you can find your heart opening up to new beginnings.
Lana gasped and screamed at the same time. "Oh my god. Do you know who it's from?"
"Clark. He knows I'm pissed."
"Chloe, he didn't mean to.."
"Lana I swear if you finish that sentence it will be the last one you ever say."
Chloe threw an icy glare towards her so called "friend" and headed back into her room in which she found her sanctuary from the world. The thing Chloe didn't understand was how she was feeling. The moment she saw the box she knew who she wanted them to be from, the man she shared the dance floor with. The one who cared about how she was feeling at that moment. The one who's touch made her skin jump in all directions. The only thing she didn't know was they were.?"
There was no possible way Clark was getting out of this one. She thought things were going to be different that he changed somehow. He after all picked her over the brunette. Things were looking up for Chloe Sullivan until that night came. The one where she sat for ages waiting for him to arrive, but he never showed. Her heart broke into a thousand pieces but one man she thought would never be the one to save her, did.
He walked her up to her door like a total gentlemen. She turned towards him. Faces merely inches apart, there they stood, still as stones.
She stumbled at her words. Breathless and uneasy. She didn't know the feeling that seemed to be overtaking her body, but somehow it felt right.
"Lex. I. Um. I had a good time tonight. Thank you for everything. It means a lot to me that you did this for me."
He touched his index finger to her lips. She was rambling and he could tell she was nervous.
"It's alright Chloe. You deserved to be there just like everyone else. I'm just sorry your plans fell through with Clark. I'm sure he has a perfectly good explanation."
She shook her head at his comment. "You know what. I'm done with him. He doesn't need people making excuses for him. He does that perfectly fine by himself. Maybe, well see the thing with Clark. I thought that it's what I wanted."
He leaned in closer to her, "Well what do you want?"
She peered into his eyes, and nervously glanced back at the ground. "I don't know anymore. Why does life seem so complicated at times?"
"It's only complicated if you make it that way, Chloe. Life is what you make it. It's up to you to change it how you want it to be."
She smiled at him and somehow wanted to feel the warmth of his skin against her. Her heart was beating so fast that she didn't know what to do except say goodnight.
"Well, thanks again. Talk to you soon?" She walked in and closed the door, leaning her back on it ready to break down. Her emotions were getting the best of her and she didn't need it. Not right now. 'How can you be in love with two people who are completely different?'
Lex stood there staring at the door. He didn't know what happened or what he did that made her cut out so soon. He walked back towards the car not thinking anymore about it, or so he thought. He did her a favor, so what was the big deal. He did favors for a lot of people, what makes Chloe Sullivan any different?
Chloe changed into her pajamas and sat at her vanity, starring into the mirror at her reflection. Not knowing what she was feeling. She was confused and outraged. She still loved Clark, it's so hard not to. He apologizes all the time and he must have been helping somebody right? "NO" she yelled. 'What is my problem? I am making excuses for him now too. I'm not going to do it.'
The knock at the door startled her. She turned around to see him, standing there. Rolling her eyes she spoke, "What do you want? Oh I know, come to rub some salt in the wound. Or did you come here with a well planned out excuse that you think I'll understand. Guess what your wrong, now leave!"
"Chloe, no, stop. I came to apologize. I wanted to take you. I wanted to be there with you. Something came up and I had to"
"NO! Just stop ok. I don't want to hear it." She stood up and moved towards him tears running down her cheeks. She promised herself she wouldn't cry in front of him, but she couldn't help it. He always seemed to make her cry and she didn't like it.
"Things always seem to come up with you. You're always running off somewhere. Disappearing. I just don't think it's going to work with us Clark. I'm sorry. I think you should leave."
He wanted to stay. To comfort her, to tell her he was sorry for everything. To tell her he wanted to be with her. He didn't though. He turned around and left her standing there, crying. He hated that he always was doing this to her. Standing her up, it hurt him. All this time he wanted to share his secret with her, but he wasn't sure if she would understand.
So there she stood, alone again in her room. Tears overwhelming her, she wiped them away with her finger tips, hoping that one day he would stay and not leave her. She crawled into bed, still sobbing over the boy who stole her heart. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
*~*~*~*~*~*~* Next Morning
Lana peered around the corner and headed for Chloe's room. Slowly forcing the door open, she stuck her head through the space. "Chloe? You awake?"
Chloe groaned in annoyance of the voice that seeped through the room. "I am now!"
The blonde looked in the direction of the brunette. She was just standing there like a twig with no thoughts. Chloe rolled her eyes in frustration. "What do you want?"
"Oh, sorry. Well um, there is a package for you downstairs and I thought you might want to open it."
'Oh goody' she thought to herself as she stepped out of bed and into her slippers. Grabbing her robe which hung on her bedpost, she wrapped it around her and headed down the stairs with Lana at her heels.
She turned the corner into the kitchen to find a long sleek white box with a red ribbon attached. Immediately Chloe knew what was inside, and had a pretty good idea who they where from. She glanced back at Lana who looked way to happy in the morning, and back at the box.
"Well, aren't you going to open it?"
"If you wanted it open so badly, why didn't you just open it yourself and left me to my slumber?"
"Because, Chloe, that's no fun."
Chloe sighed, and grasped the box with one hand while she slipped the silk ribbon off with the other. Carefully she opened the top to a beautiful bouquet of white roses. Shaking her head she set the box back down and started to walk out.
"Chloe, you're not even going to read the card?"
"I don't have to Lana, I already know who they're from and I don't want them."
Lana had a look of discomfort on her face as she took a hold of the card and read it aloud so her friend could hear. Clearing her throat to get her attention, she began;
Words cannot express how sorry I am. I hope one day you can find your heart opening up to new beginnings.
Lana gasped and screamed at the same time. "Oh my god. Do you know who it's from?"
"Clark. He knows I'm pissed."
"Chloe, he didn't mean to.."
"Lana I swear if you finish that sentence it will be the last one you ever say."
Chloe threw an icy glare towards her so called "friend" and headed back into her room in which she found her sanctuary from the world. The thing Chloe didn't understand was how she was feeling. The moment she saw the box she knew who she wanted them to be from, the man she shared the dance floor with. The one who cared about how she was feeling at that moment. The one who's touch made her skin jump in all directions. The only thing she didn't know was they were.?"
