"Chloe!" Clark said as he returned to the Torch, to see her quickly leaving. "Stop." He ran up to her.
"Hi Clark!" Chloe smiled nervously. "Don't even!" Clark said, "Who did you tell?" "What do you mean?" Chloe asked, a little frightened by how angry Clark seemed.
"Who shot me? Who did you tell about my abilities? I swear to God, Chloe, if you don't tell me right now I'll-"
"Clark, calm down!" Chloe took a step backwards. "Chloe, you betray me... pretend to be my friend... and risk my life, my identity... and you want to tell me to calm down?" Clark couldn't believe she had just said that.
"Clark, you don't understand... I had to." Chloe said. "Bullshit. I don't want your excuses! Tell me who knows!" Clark shouted. "Clark... I can't... you are too angry." Chloe said taking another step backwards. Clark took a leap forward and grabbed Chloe's arm, "Tell me now!" Clark clenched his teeth, as Chloe started crying.
"It was Van..." Chloe said, her whole body was tense. "Van Knolty?" Clark asked, her answer just made him madder, he hated Van so much. He should have guessed. "How much did you tell him!"
"Everything..." Chloe didn't make eye contact. "Everything?" Clark said incredulously. "I thought you were one of my BEST friends!" It made it real, so hear it from Chloe.
"Clark, I am!" Chloe pleaded. Clark roughly released his grip on her, "No your not." Clark turned his back on her and started walking away, and she followed.
"No, Clark, wait! Listen, please! I didn't mean to!" She begged, as she touched his arm.
"You really don't want to touch me right now." Clark shrugged from her touch, "There is nothing you could possibly say! You betrayed me! You even told him about the meteor rocks! He could have killed me! You knew what you were doing when you told him!"
"Alright! I told him! I'm sorry, but I didn't think he was going to kill you!" Chloe said.
"Everyone knows what Van thinks of the meteor freaks! What did you think he was going to do, Chloe?" Clark said with eyes that shown with so much pain, Chloe actually regretted it now, "All he's done the past year is talk about how he wants revenge for his father's death!"
"Clark..." Chloe didn't have a defense, it was true. "No. But Chloe, I can't believe you hate me that much!"
"Clark... I don't hate you! I was just mad!" Chloe confessed. "Why? What did I do that was so bad you had to have someone kill me?" Clark said sarcastically.
"I didn't want you killed! I was mad because...you wouldn't tell me about your past! I was always there for you, and yet I couldn't be trusted! It's not fair, I deserved to know! Lana even knew. She doesn't even care about figuring out what you are, I do, Clark!" Chloe sounded mad.
"Don't even try and pin this on me! You couldn't wait a week for me to tell you, so you get back at me by telling Van about me, so he can kill me! I never knew you were such a bitch." Clark super speed away, he couldn't stand looking at her another second. He was afraid of what he might do.
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"Clark, did you find her?" Lana asked Clark. "Ya, I found Van too." Clark said smiling. "Van?" Lana didn't understand. "He is the one who shot me." Clark informed her. Lana never liked Van, but she never thought he was capable of something that evil. "What did you say?" Lana had no idea what she would do to someone who had almost succeeded in killing her.
Clark laughed, "He was checked into a mental hospital about an hour ago." "Why?" Lana asked, not liking how Clark was laughing. "did you do something?" Clark smiled thinking of how he messed with Van's mind, using his abilities, until Van finally broke and had a mental breakdown, "Don't worry, I didn't hurt him."
"Well what did you do?" Lana asked, not sure she wanted to know. Clark was acting so... "I made sure he wouldn't bother me again." Clark said defensively, "He tried to kill me Lana, so stop looking at me like that."
"I'm sorry... I know... I just..." Lana could understand, but she had never seen Clark like this before... revengeful, and happy about.
"Chloe told him, Lana. She even told him about the meteor rocks. She said she was angry because I would tell her about my past." Clark changed the subject.
"I can't believe she would do that just because-" Lana was cut off. "No. That isn't the real reason, well not all of it. There is more, believe me." Clark was quiet for a few seconds before he continued, "Lana, you know what this means, right?"
Lana shook her head no. "Chloe knows my secret, and she told, she can't be trusted. I have to make sure she won't ever tell anyone else." Clark had obviously been through this type of thing before.
"Clark, what are you thinking?" Lana asked, feeling nervous. "I'm not sure yet..." Clark looked like he was deep in thought.
"Clark, I'm sure she won't. I don't think you have to worry about it." Lana seriously didn't like the look of hatred she saw on Clark's face, and what would come of it.
"No... once someone tells, they can't be trusted, Lana." Clark stood up. "But I'm not going to think about this now."
Clark gave Lana a kiss, and she broke it, "I better get going, Clark." She didn't want to be around him right now.
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"Hey, Lana. Where were you?" Jonathan said pleasantly, as he saw his
daughter enter the house. "I was with Clark." Lana noticed her father's expression at the mention of his name, and it surprised her. Ever since Clark had been shot, he didn't seem to mind her hanging around with him, "He found out who shot him."
"Really?" Jonathan said interested, so he dropped any comments about Clark, "Who was it?"
"Chloe's friend, Van Knolty." Lana said so angry at him for what he did to Clark. "Chloes' friend?" Martha said, overhearing.
"Ya, Chloe told him about Clark... his secrets... his weakness." Lana really never thought Chloe could be that cruel.
"Chloe what? I've know n her for years, I don't think she would do something like that." Jonathan said, looking at Martha, who was thinking the same thing.
"She did it." Lana said coldly, "And I don't even think she regrets it." Lana dropped her purse on the couch.
"Why would she do something like that?" Martha asked. "I have no idea. But Clark said that she was angry with him, for not telling her about the ship, or something. He thinks its more than that, and so do I. I just don't know what." Lana wished she knew the answers, "You think you know a person, and one day you see a part of them, and it makes you realize what they are truly capable of." Lana was thinking about both Clark and Chloe.
"What is going to happen to Van? Clark can't tell the police that he was shot." Jonathan said.
"He is..." Lana didn't want Jonathan to think badly of Clark, but he was going to find out sooner or later, "Van is in a mental hospital. He lost it."
"What happened to him?" Martha asked. "Well... I'm not sure... Clark talked to him and... I donno." Lana didn't care to find out the details either.
"Clark drove him crazy?" Jonathan's newfound faith in Clark was all too quickly being lost.
"I'm not sure... but I think so. He was so mad..." Lana was mainly talking to herself.
"I told you he is dangerous Lana." Jonathan warned. Lana felt the need to defend Clark, he was after all, her boyfriend, "What would you do if you were Clark and had to face the person who tried to kill you? If you were that powerful... and you found out one of your best friends was a key in it all?"
"I honestly don't know Lana, but Clark has a bad temper and he can't control it, with everything he can do, you have to be careful." Jonathan remembered how Clark had blown up in his father over practically nothing.
"He would never do anything to me." Lana was 100 percent confident of that. "Maybe not you." Was all Jonathan said before he walked away, not wanting to start a fight with his daughter.
Lana thought of Chloe.
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"Lana, wait." Clark jogged to catch up with Lana, "I'm sorry about
yesterday, I didn't' mean to freak you out." Clark said, and Lana felt
better once she looked into his apologetic eyes.
"I wasn't freaked out, I just... I guess I had just never seen you like that, you know? It was kind of scary." Lana confessed.
"I know, I was just so mad and everything." Clark responded. "I know... I'm not sure what I would have done in your place either." Lana had told it to herself over and over.
"Lana, please... I don't want you to think of me like that... the way you looked at me yesterday. I'm really sorry." Clark never thought Lana could look at him with fear in her eyes.
"Clark, you don't have to apologize." But it made Lana feel better. The school bell rang just before Clark began to speak, "Lana, do you want to come over later?"
"Um... sure." Lana smiled, feeling confident of the good person Clark was. "Great. Oh and could you tell your dad I'm sorry." Clark kissed her on the cheek before dashing off to his next class.
Lana didn't even have time to ask Clark why he was apologizing, or wanted her to apologize for.
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"Hi mom." Lana greeted her mother.
"Hey Lana, how was school?" Martha said as she pulled out some muffins from the oven. "It was alright." Lana sat down at the counter, "Hey is dad outside? I wanted to talk to him."
"Ya, he is fixing the tractor." Martha said grimly. "It broke again?" Lana had been increasingly concerned about their financial state, "How bad off are we, mom?"
"Lana, don't worry. We've been threw worse time than this, and we always get by." Martha forced a smile.
Lana headed outside and found Jonathan getting up, out form under the tractor, with dirt smeared across one cheek, and she laughed, "Dad, you got a lil' something right under your eye... ya, you got it." Lana said as he wiped it away.
"Thanks." Jonathan said, happy to his daughter laughing for the first time since the whole Clark issue had come up.
"Dad, um... Clark wanted me to tell you he is sorry. I'm not sure what about but... ya." Lana shrugged her shoulders, feeling a little stupid.
Jonathan thought it was cowardly that Clark didn't have the guts to do it himself, "alright."
"So..." Lana said cocking an eye brow. "So?" Jonathan didn't know what she was expecting.
"Why was he apologizing?" Lana asked. "Yesterday he got... kind of angry." Jonathan said remembering the things Clark had said, "Lana, Clark doesn't believe what you and your mother told him about... what happened when we found him."
"I know." Lana sighed, "I even tried to get him to see, but... he believes what his father told him and no one expect his father can change that." Lana said taking a seat on the tractor.
"And you believe your father." Jonathan couldn't really blame Cark, he guessed. IT was what he grew up with, what he knew. He trusted Lionel.
"Ya. But I don't want to push him on it... it's his dad, and he thinks the world of him. He has always been there for him, but ah! I just get so frustrated." Lana confessed, "Maybe Lionel will tell him the real version of the story some day, because I'm convinced that is the only way Clark will believe it."
"That isn't going to happen, Lana." Jonathan said in a fatherly tone, "I know you think he is a good person, but people can't help but be influenced by what they were taught to know. Clark has been surrounded with betrayal, lies, and... just look at Lex... that boy is so tangled up in drugs, alcohol, and sex, he thinks it's normal."
"Clark isn't like Lex." Lana pointed out. "Not yet... Lana, I'm not saying you should completely stop being friends with him, but I think I'd be a good idea if you two didn't spend as much time together." Jonathan was trying to be very calm and understanding about this, but it didn't change the fact that he didn't want his daughter connected with the Luther in any way.
"Dad..." Lana looked at her father with guilty eyes, "We're dating now."
Jonathan just looked down, trying not to be angry, "Lana... please listen to me, I've been around longer and I've seen what happens to people and-"
"Dad, I know you think Clark is going to hurt me, but he won't. Trust my decisions. Clark is... he is always there for me, and he has such a good heart and-" "and a nasty temper." Jonathan added.
"I know, and I've thought about it. No one is perfect, we all have our flaws. Dad, you even prove my point more, if Clark had to grow up with all that... that stuff, and he is still a good person, isn't that like the ultimate test?" Lana had prepared this speech, and she admired Clark for giving her these true words.
"Lana..." Jonathan just shook his head. "Dad, Please... I want you to be happy for me... even if you don't like Clark." Lana's eyes pleaded with him.
"Alright Lana." Jonathan said with a sigh, "Because I love you." Lana gave her dad a hug, "Thanks dad... you don't know how happy I am to hear that."
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Clark was positioned over Lana, on the couch, as he continued to kiss down her neck, just before returning to her mouth. Lana parted her lips, to allow Clark's tongue to slip into her mouth, as their kiss became more passionate. Clark massaged her neck and chin as he kissed her bottom lip. Clark moved his other arm around Lana's waist and around her back, pulling her closer to him, as he rubbed the small of her back.
Clark tried to catch himself, but wasn't quick enough and he fell off the couch, bringing Lana with him.
"Sorry." Clark said with a laugh. Lana started laughing, as she propped herself up off of Clark with one arm.
Lana gasped, "Clark! Oh, I have to go! I didn't know it was so late."
Clark kissed Lana, "10 more minutes." he murmured as he kissed down her neck, close to her collar bone.
"Clark, I can't. I can't get into any more trouble." Lana said gently pushing Clark away.
"Alright." Clark gave her a quick kiss before he said it. Lana went over to the table and grabbed her purse and sweater, "I'll see you at school tomorrow, Clark." She smiled.
"Bye Lana." Clark grinned. She gave him one last short kiss, and flashed him a smile, before leaving.
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As Lana was driving back to her house, she couldn't think of anything
else except Clark. The way he made her feel; it was so incredible. When
she was with him, she felt like she couldn't control her action. Clark
brought her to a place where there were no problems, and she was
completely happy.
Lana sighed with relief as she walked into her house 5 minutes
before curfew.
"Lana, I'm so glad you are home on time." Martha smiled, happy because
she knew fight between her daughter and husband was avoided.
"Ya, just in time." Lana gave her mom a knowingly smile, before she
went upstairs, and got ready for bed.
TBC
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Okay thanks so much for all your feedback, I REALLY REALLY appreciate it. Sorry about the weird formatting and not using to separate scenes. I had them originally but somehow I lost them along the way. I try but they disappear in the transfer EVERY time. So I put the &-&-&-& instead. Weird I know. sorry! I hope it's fixed now.