Clark sat there in the cemetery in the utter darkness of the night, because
that is what he felt like being- dead. He was so scared, of everything. Of
what it truly meant to be an alien, of what his father would say. He could
handle being meteor infected, there were others like him. In his mind, it
was no different from having a disease, with side affects.
Have you ever felt abandoned?
Felt so lost that you were stranded,
Just like all the walls were closing in and you were left inside,
Have you ever felt like your days were numbered?
Stuck under a tree in thunder,
There seems to be no way out,
But there is one, when in doubt.
After about ½ an hour of just sitting there, Clark did something he thought was impossible: he smiled thinking of how Lana had been right by his side, holding his hand. Reassuring him that he was in fact that he was still the same Clark Luther. He just knew now, it didn't make a difference. If Lana didn't think he was freak, he wasn't. Its funny how one person could bring you out of something you thought would kill you. Strange, how you know what love feels like in one moment.
Clark felt at peace with himself as he held Lana in his arms.
"Clark, are you okay?" Lana said breaking their perfect moment.
"I?ya, I am." Clark smiled at the thought. "Lana, thank you so much."
"For what?" Lana had only brought him pain today.
"For being there for me, Lana? I love you." Clark cupped Lana's face with his hand. "Because you accepted me, all of me." Clark leaned and kissed Lana. He completely lost himself in Lana, the second their lips touched. Lana fully kissed him back.
Lana saw Clark walk into the Beanery and she immediately headed for the back. She didn't want to see Clark right now. Lana let out a sigh once she was in the back, out of sight.
"Clark." Lana's guards went up, as she saw Clark walk through the door, "What are you doing back here?"
"I saw you come back here and I just wanted to see you? listen, Lana, last night.." Clark said.
"Clark, last night? I understand that you were going threw a lot and?" Lana wasn't ready to face him, not this soon, "I think it might have been a mistake? and I understand if you want to-"
"Lana, last night meant a lot to me. Everything you told me, that wasn't the reason I kissed you. I meant it when I told you I loved you." Clark looked hurt.
"No, I? it meant so much to me, too. I just?" Lana didn't know how to say it, "What if? if we don't work out? I'll be losing my best friend."
"Lana, it could be something so much greater than what we have now. I've thought about it too, and I know in my heart, our friendship could survive it." Clark's eyes pleaded with her.
"Clark?"
"Lana?" Clark whispered, "Love is worth the risk." He left.
"? and I saw the ship myself, I believe them, Dad." Clark waited for his father's reaction to what he just told him.
"Clark? wow? I? are you okay with this?" Lionel asked.
"No? but what am I going to do about it? I just have to accept it." Clark said.
"Alright? but Clark, it may just be a hoax. I will have someone go down there tomorrow and retrieve what you claim is a spaceship." Lionel wasn't quite ready to fully believe this, not without proof.
Clark was just relived his father wasn't disgusted at his "son" not even being human.
"So did you find out about what is up with your friend?" Van Knolty asked Chloe.
"Don't even get me started! I haven't even seen him." Chloe was thoroughly annoyed with Clark.
"Do you think he is meteor infected?" Van asked.
Chloe paused, "Why would you ask that?"
"Because?" Van clicked on a file on her computer, and Clark's profile popped up, asking for a password. "Why is he in your meteor freak section?"
"You looked at my computer files!" Chloe couldn't stand people who messed with her computer, "Not that it is any of your business, but Clark helps me investigate the meteor freaks. He isn't one of them." Chloe was so tempted just to hint at it, knowing that she knew and he didn't would drive him crazy, "Besides you wouldn't know a meteor freak if you saw him everyday." Chloe smirked.
Van duly noted the way Chloe said that, "I think you would be surprised."
Chloe didn't like the threat in his voice, "Stay off my computer." She said coldly.
"Lana, we have to take action against these freaks. I think you are going soft." Van said, walking around Chloe, to face her directly.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Chloe said feeling really uncomfortable, "I am working just as hard as ever to uncover them, you know that."
"That isn't enough. You can't trust them Chloe!" He slammed his hand on the torch desk.
"Whoa! Calm down." Chloe urged.
"Chloe, are you with me or not?" Van stared at her.
"Van, you are scaring me." Chloe wanted to get away from him so bad.
"You know how those meteor freaks killed my father! So how could you be friends with them?" Van demanded an answer.
"Van, I'm not friends with them." Chloe didn't understand his sudden outburst.
"Whatever." He stormed out of the room.
"Weird." Chloe murmured to herself.
"Clark, you were right. I just got scared. I care about you so much?" Lana stepped closer to Clark, "I'm sorry about earlier?"
"No, Lana, don't be sorry. It's how you felt, and I completely understand it. I've kept my feelings for you a secret for so long, because of that fear." Clark smiled and gently kissed her.
"Hey, can I get my coffee?" A male voice interrupted them.
"Ya." Lana told him, and then to Clark, she laughed, "I forgot, I better get back to work." She gave him a quick kiss, before getting back to her job.
"You guys are dating now?" The man said with contempt.
Clark rolled his eyes, "Hi, Van." Clark hated him, but was civil because he was friends with Chloe. Van was the type to make you keep your guard up 24/7. "Last time I checked, it was none of your damn business."
"So Clark, did you tell Lana your big secret?" Van stood up.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Clark said defensively.
Van just laughed, "You are a freak, Luther! So is your brother. You don't deserve Lana. You don't deserve anyone. You think you can have anything you want, do anything you want, because of your daddy's money." Van stepped closer, getting in Clark's face, "Well you can't."
"Listen, Van. Get the fk out of my face." Clark pushed him into a table, breaking it. "You stay away from Lana, and you stay away from me. I don't know what your obsession with me is, but it's going to stop."
Clark walked out of the beanery.
Lana came out from the back, as she heard a loud crash, "What happened?"
"Your freak of a boyfriend!" Van said angry, getting up and also exiting the Beanery.
"Martha?" Clark called out, as he entered the quite Kent house.
"Clark." Martha said surprised, more at the smile on his face, than his presence, as she entered the room.
"I um? I wanted to thank you? for telling me the truth." Clark quickly got to the reason for his visit.
"Lana told me you took it really well." Martha said, "I'm glad. I was worried that? ya."
"So you've known that I ? wasn't human, ever since you took- found me?" Clark asked.
"Ya? Clark, I wanted to tell you sooner, but with? Lionel and Jonathan? it just wasn't possible." Martha confessed feeling guilty.
"It's okay. I understand, my dad told me? but I got the impression it was more his fault than yours." Clark said, hoping to lighten the mood a little bit.
"Fault? What do you mean?" Martha didn't like this.
"Well? when my dad sent the social worker over? to get me? you know? um?" Clark was regretting saying anything, but why should he feel uncomfortable, he didn't do anything wrong, they did, "you guys practically kidnapping me."
"Clark, we didn't? we ? what did he tell you?" Martha needed to know.
Clark relayed the story, even using some of the exact terms Lionel had referred to the Kents, almost word for word as he heard it.
Clark was surprised to see that Martha didn't look mad, more depressed, and it showed in her voice, "Clark? that isn't what happened. We were come crazy couple who would do anything to have a child. We knew you didn't have any parents? at least not any from around here. Clark, we knew if we turned you over to an adoption agency, they would study you like a lab rat."
Images of his lab at the mansion flashed threw his head.
"Lionel blackmailed Jonathan, and when Jonathan wouldn't do it, he refused to make the adoption papers. Clark, he never even sent a real social worker." It was so important that Clark knew the truth.
"Sure." Clark said sarcastically, "I'm not mad with you, you don't have to make excuses. You gave me something yesterday, that no one else could, and I wanted to thank you for that."
"Clark, it's true!" Martha insisted.
"Jonathan is the evidence of your lies. I can see how unstable he is, he portrays all the traits my father said." Clark didn't like being lied to, and just because he wasn't angry with Martha, didn't mean he still didn't hate Jonathan.
"No, Jonathan loved you!" Martha hated to see how Clark thought of her husband, "You have to believe me!"
"Listen, I know you want to think that." Clark was beginning to think Martha was a little off; half an inch more and he would classify her as hysterical. Clark decided to leave, he didn't want to mess things up with Lana and causing her mother to have a mental breakdown definitely wasn't going to help. "I have to go."
Clark was walking out the door, when Lana came down the stairs; no doubt from his mother's upset voice. He hadn't even known she was there. "Clark?" she said.
"I was just leaving. I'll call you later, Lana." He waved as he left the house. Clark quickly walked across their field. Even though he knew they all knew about his abilities, he didn't feel comfortable using them in front of the Kents, especially Jonathan, who he suspected was somewhere on the farm doing chores. He would gladly miss running into him.
Clark turned, as he heard a buzzing sound from behind him, he looked to see a bullet racing towards him, and put up his hand to block it.
Martha and Lana raced out of the house, as they heard a scream of pain, just in time to see Clark drop to the ground.
Have you ever felt abandoned?
Felt so lost that you were stranded,
Just like all the walls were closing in and you were left inside,
Have you ever felt like your days were numbered?
Stuck under a tree in thunder,
There seems to be no way out,
But there is one, when in doubt.
After about ½ an hour of just sitting there, Clark did something he thought was impossible: he smiled thinking of how Lana had been right by his side, holding his hand. Reassuring him that he was in fact that he was still the same Clark Luther. He just knew now, it didn't make a difference. If Lana didn't think he was freak, he wasn't. Its funny how one person could bring you out of something you thought would kill you. Strange, how you know what love feels like in one moment.
Clark felt at peace with himself as he held Lana in his arms.
"Clark, are you okay?" Lana said breaking their perfect moment.
"I?ya, I am." Clark smiled at the thought. "Lana, thank you so much."
"For what?" Lana had only brought him pain today.
"For being there for me, Lana? I love you." Clark cupped Lana's face with his hand. "Because you accepted me, all of me." Clark leaned and kissed Lana. He completely lost himself in Lana, the second their lips touched. Lana fully kissed him back.
Lana saw Clark walk into the Beanery and she immediately headed for the back. She didn't want to see Clark right now. Lana let out a sigh once she was in the back, out of sight.
"Clark." Lana's guards went up, as she saw Clark walk through the door, "What are you doing back here?"
"I saw you come back here and I just wanted to see you? listen, Lana, last night.." Clark said.
"Clark, last night? I understand that you were going threw a lot and?" Lana wasn't ready to face him, not this soon, "I think it might have been a mistake? and I understand if you want to-"
"Lana, last night meant a lot to me. Everything you told me, that wasn't the reason I kissed you. I meant it when I told you I loved you." Clark looked hurt.
"No, I? it meant so much to me, too. I just?" Lana didn't know how to say it, "What if? if we don't work out? I'll be losing my best friend."
"Lana, it could be something so much greater than what we have now. I've thought about it too, and I know in my heart, our friendship could survive it." Clark's eyes pleaded with her.
"Clark?"
"Lana?" Clark whispered, "Love is worth the risk." He left.
"? and I saw the ship myself, I believe them, Dad." Clark waited for his father's reaction to what he just told him.
"Clark? wow? I? are you okay with this?" Lionel asked.
"No? but what am I going to do about it? I just have to accept it." Clark said.
"Alright? but Clark, it may just be a hoax. I will have someone go down there tomorrow and retrieve what you claim is a spaceship." Lionel wasn't quite ready to fully believe this, not without proof.
Clark was just relived his father wasn't disgusted at his "son" not even being human.
"So did you find out about what is up with your friend?" Van Knolty asked Chloe.
"Don't even get me started! I haven't even seen him." Chloe was thoroughly annoyed with Clark.
"Do you think he is meteor infected?" Van asked.
Chloe paused, "Why would you ask that?"
"Because?" Van clicked on a file on her computer, and Clark's profile popped up, asking for a password. "Why is he in your meteor freak section?"
"You looked at my computer files!" Chloe couldn't stand people who messed with her computer, "Not that it is any of your business, but Clark helps me investigate the meteor freaks. He isn't one of them." Chloe was so tempted just to hint at it, knowing that she knew and he didn't would drive him crazy, "Besides you wouldn't know a meteor freak if you saw him everyday." Chloe smirked.
Van duly noted the way Chloe said that, "I think you would be surprised."
Chloe didn't like the threat in his voice, "Stay off my computer." She said coldly.
"Lana, we have to take action against these freaks. I think you are going soft." Van said, walking around Chloe, to face her directly.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Chloe said feeling really uncomfortable, "I am working just as hard as ever to uncover them, you know that."
"That isn't enough. You can't trust them Chloe!" He slammed his hand on the torch desk.
"Whoa! Calm down." Chloe urged.
"Chloe, are you with me or not?" Van stared at her.
"Van, you are scaring me." Chloe wanted to get away from him so bad.
"You know how those meteor freaks killed my father! So how could you be friends with them?" Van demanded an answer.
"Van, I'm not friends with them." Chloe didn't understand his sudden outburst.
"Whatever." He stormed out of the room.
"Weird." Chloe murmured to herself.
"Clark, you were right. I just got scared. I care about you so much?" Lana stepped closer to Clark, "I'm sorry about earlier?"
"No, Lana, don't be sorry. It's how you felt, and I completely understand it. I've kept my feelings for you a secret for so long, because of that fear." Clark smiled and gently kissed her.
"Hey, can I get my coffee?" A male voice interrupted them.
"Ya." Lana told him, and then to Clark, she laughed, "I forgot, I better get back to work." She gave him a quick kiss, before getting back to her job.
"You guys are dating now?" The man said with contempt.
Clark rolled his eyes, "Hi, Van." Clark hated him, but was civil because he was friends with Chloe. Van was the type to make you keep your guard up 24/7. "Last time I checked, it was none of your damn business."
"So Clark, did you tell Lana your big secret?" Van stood up.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Clark said defensively.
Van just laughed, "You are a freak, Luther! So is your brother. You don't deserve Lana. You don't deserve anyone. You think you can have anything you want, do anything you want, because of your daddy's money." Van stepped closer, getting in Clark's face, "Well you can't."
"Listen, Van. Get the fk out of my face." Clark pushed him into a table, breaking it. "You stay away from Lana, and you stay away from me. I don't know what your obsession with me is, but it's going to stop."
Clark walked out of the beanery.
Lana came out from the back, as she heard a loud crash, "What happened?"
"Your freak of a boyfriend!" Van said angry, getting up and also exiting the Beanery.
"Martha?" Clark called out, as he entered the quite Kent house.
"Clark." Martha said surprised, more at the smile on his face, than his presence, as she entered the room.
"I um? I wanted to thank you? for telling me the truth." Clark quickly got to the reason for his visit.
"Lana told me you took it really well." Martha said, "I'm glad. I was worried that? ya."
"So you've known that I ? wasn't human, ever since you took- found me?" Clark asked.
"Ya? Clark, I wanted to tell you sooner, but with? Lionel and Jonathan? it just wasn't possible." Martha confessed feeling guilty.
"It's okay. I understand, my dad told me? but I got the impression it was more his fault than yours." Clark said, hoping to lighten the mood a little bit.
"Fault? What do you mean?" Martha didn't like this.
"Well? when my dad sent the social worker over? to get me? you know? um?" Clark was regretting saying anything, but why should he feel uncomfortable, he didn't do anything wrong, they did, "you guys practically kidnapping me."
"Clark, we didn't? we ? what did he tell you?" Martha needed to know.
Clark relayed the story, even using some of the exact terms Lionel had referred to the Kents, almost word for word as he heard it.
Clark was surprised to see that Martha didn't look mad, more depressed, and it showed in her voice, "Clark? that isn't what happened. We were come crazy couple who would do anything to have a child. We knew you didn't have any parents? at least not any from around here. Clark, we knew if we turned you over to an adoption agency, they would study you like a lab rat."
Images of his lab at the mansion flashed threw his head.
"Lionel blackmailed Jonathan, and when Jonathan wouldn't do it, he refused to make the adoption papers. Clark, he never even sent a real social worker." It was so important that Clark knew the truth.
"Sure." Clark said sarcastically, "I'm not mad with you, you don't have to make excuses. You gave me something yesterday, that no one else could, and I wanted to thank you for that."
"Clark, it's true!" Martha insisted.
"Jonathan is the evidence of your lies. I can see how unstable he is, he portrays all the traits my father said." Clark didn't like being lied to, and just because he wasn't angry with Martha, didn't mean he still didn't hate Jonathan.
"No, Jonathan loved you!" Martha hated to see how Clark thought of her husband, "You have to believe me!"
"Listen, I know you want to think that." Clark was beginning to think Martha was a little off; half an inch more and he would classify her as hysterical. Clark decided to leave, he didn't want to mess things up with Lana and causing her mother to have a mental breakdown definitely wasn't going to help. "I have to go."
Clark was walking out the door, when Lana came down the stairs; no doubt from his mother's upset voice. He hadn't even known she was there. "Clark?" she said.
"I was just leaving. I'll call you later, Lana." He waved as he left the house. Clark quickly walked across their field. Even though he knew they all knew about his abilities, he didn't feel comfortable using them in front of the Kents, especially Jonathan, who he suspected was somewhere on the farm doing chores. He would gladly miss running into him.
Clark turned, as he heard a buzzing sound from behind him, he looked to see a bullet racing towards him, and put up his hand to block it.
Martha and Lana raced out of the house, as they heard a scream of pain, just in time to see Clark drop to the ground.