"Lex."
Lionel was surprised. He looked down at Clark, who had been sedated,
because he was putting serious danger to himself, being conscious.
The nurse was still over his limp body, with an oxygen mask over
Clark's face.
"Put him in a bed, in the next room."
Lionel said, ignoring Lex, as he ordered 2 men that were also in the
room. They each took hold of an end of Clark and hoisted him onto a
stretcher like device, and start to move him into the next room, but
Lex stopped them.
"Where are you taking him?" Lex had no
idea what was wrong with Clark, or what they were planning on doing
to him next.
"Lex, move out of the way." Lionel
instructed.
Lex continued to block the door, "No. What the
hell did you do to Clark?"
"Lex, calm down, and move
aside. Clark will be fine." Lionel was pretty sure it was
true.
Lex got out of the way, but followed the 2 men, with Clark,
into the next room, as they put him in a bed. There was still no
reaction from Clark.
Lionel walked into the room, and instructed
his workers to leave. Lex was obviously going to cause a scene.
"What
did you do to him?" Lex sounded so angry and he was. He looked
down at his younger brother, who showed no signs of life, except for
the slight rise and fall of his chest. His upper arms had bruises on
them, but Lex knew they had come from Clark and Lionel's fight the
other day. He did notice scratch marks on Clark's chest; they looked
like they were self inflicted.
"I didn't do anything to him,
Lex. He had a bad reaction to a drug." Lionel told him.
"Drug?
What drug?" Lex didn't like where this was going.
"I'm
not sure yet." Lionel lied.
"What kind of drugs did you
give him? You could have killed him!" Lex was so angry with
Lionel.
"Lex, don't try and blame this on me. I didn't drug
Clark. Maybe I didn't make myself clear. Clark took a drug, possibly
cocaine." Lionel lied, spinning the situation to his
favor.
"What? No, Clark doesn't do drugs." Clark would
have told him, if he was.
"I wouldn't have thought so in the
past, but we both know how much Clark has changed since his accident.
He has severe depression." Lionel convinced Lex.
Lex
couldn't deny it; he knew it was true, more than anyone, "I
don't believe you. What about the person who saw 2 of your men grab
Clark outside of his school?" Lex was smart enough not to say
Lana's name.
"It had to be done, Lex. He was out of control.
He was high, and delusional; he was a threat to public safety."
Lionel lied convincingly.
"And you just conveniently had
people following Clark?" Lex asked, still skeptical.
"It
was a good thing I did. Lex, I wouldn't expect you to notice, but I
saw the changes Clark was going threw, I saw the signs. I cared
enough to figure out why, unlike you, who just indulged his dangerous
attitudes." Lionel was quick to pin it all on Lex.
It threw
Lex off, to be the one accused. He felt guilty to; because he didn't
have a clue Clark was taking drugs. Lex still had the feeling that
Lionel wasn't telling him something, even if the story did makes
sense, "I'll have someone run the blood tests on Clark, to see
what he was taking." Lex said it in a way that challenged
Lionel's little piece of fiction.
"No need, I'll have my
people do it." Lionel said coolly.
"No. I don't trust
'your people'." Lex insisted.
"Alright Lex, but you'll
just have proof to back me up." Lionel didn't see it as a big
problem. Sure, Lex would make sure the results were real, but so
would Lionel. If Lex needed to find drugs, then Lionel would give
Clark drugs.
"Lex, I don't appreciate these kinds of scenes
you cause." Lionel said, leaving the
room.
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"Clark?"
Lex said, as Clark regained consciousness, "What did you
take?"
"huh?" Clark was groggy.
Lex hated that
Lionel's story was more believable, as he looked at Clark, who was
sweating a lot, and his eyes were dilated.
Clark had never felt
this way before, he felt so alive, but in a way he couldn't describe.
"Lex." He shot up in the bed, not even realizing where
he was, "Hi."
"Hi?" Lex didn't understand how
Clark could act like it was a normal visit, "Do you even know
what happened?"
"Um..." Clark's temples hurt when
he tried to remember, so he gave up, "No."
Lex was
hoping Clark would tell him Lionel was lying; what really happened,
"Clark, what drugs did you take?" He asked again.
"I
didn't." Clark had never even thought of drugs, they had never
been an option for him in the past, his metabolism was too fast for
them to have any effect on him.
"Then why do your blood tests
say otherwise?" Lex was frustrated.
"I donno, Lex."
Clark laughed. Lex was so funny, his voice seemed so weird. Clark got
up out of the bed, and walked towards the door and opened it, and
finding a hallway, "Lex, where is my closet? Did you take it?"
Clark started laughing again.
"Clark, sit back down."
Lex grabbed his arm, trying to stable him.
"I'm fine."
Clark released himself from Lex's support, and stumbled back into the
wall, "Whoa... was that wall there a minute ago?" Clark
honestly didn't remember a wall.
Lex felt disappointment in his
brother, as he was clearly high. For once Lionel had not done the
bad. Sure, Lex had plenty of encounters with drugs, alcohols, and
sex. But Clark wasn't like that, or he never used to be.
"Hi
Lex." Clark laughed.
Lex sighed, "Clark, sit down."
Lex gently pushed him against the bed, forcing him to sit.
"Where
is my girl?" Clark looked around the room; still not getting it
wasn't his room.
"I have no idea what you are talking about."
Lex said annoyed. He really didn't want to see Clark like this, or
deal with him.
"It's always right here." Clark said
really loud, as he slammed his hand on a table next to the bed. "She
is always there."
Lex might not have noticed Clark was on
drugs, but he did know that Clark had a picture of Lana next to his
bed, for the past year.
Clark laid down on the bed, "I never
felt like this before, Lex."
Clark's reference to Lana,
reminded Lex of his promise to inform her on any news about Clark.
"Clark, what drugs did you take?" Lex asked again,
hoping Clark would admit it.
"Maybe I am high." Clark
said to himself, not even hearing Lex, "Do you think I'm high?"
"What did you take?" Lex ignored his question.
Clark
shot up in bed, and ran out of the room, into the hallway, as he
completely collided with Lionel.
Lex helped Clark up.
"You"
Clark pointed at Lionel, "I know your secret." He tried to
whisper it, but it came out louder, as he couldn't control his
laughter.
"Clark, go lie down." Lionel was happy that
Clark was making it so obvious that he was high. His people were
successful; but more importantly Lex saw Clark high.
"No."
Clark almost shouted it, it was so loud, "I know what you
did."
"Clark, come on." Lex was so frustrated with
the whole situation.
"I really know, Lex." Clark leaned
on Lex, and started laughing, "He killed his parents."
Lex
saw Lionel's eyes widen at Clark's comment.
"What?" Lex
asked Clark.
"YEAH... it's like... him and Morgan... they
burned them." Clark nodded his head.
"Dad." Lex
raised an eye brow in Lionel's direction.
"Clark, you don't
know what you are saying." Lionel came up behind Clark, and led
him back into the room.
"Lex, I don't want you encouraging
his delusions." Lionel said, as he began to leave.
Clark
jumped off the bed, and met up with Lionel, "Dad... I got it."
He waved both his hands in the air, "I'm gonna do what you want.
You want me to be just like you... So I will... and one day I'll kill
you, just like you killed your parents." Clark laughed, and
turned to Lex, not understanding why he wasn't laughing too.
Lex
found it disturbing. Clark wasn't saying all of that for no reason,
and Lex saw in Lionel's eyes that he was thinking the same
thing.
Lionel just turned and left. Lex left the room too, he
needed to call Lana.
"What was he talking about?" Lex
asked Lionel.
"He is irrational, and has no idea what he is
saying, Lex. How should I know." Lionel mocked Lex, as he walked
away.
Lex just rolled his eyes, at his father's obvious lie, and
picked up his cell and dialed Clark's cell phone. He assumed she
still had it.
"Hello?" Her voice sounded shy, as if she
wasn't sure she should answer the phone.
"It's Lex."
"I
know." Lana said quietly, "Did you find Clark?" She
sounded scared.
Lex had completely forgotten his fear and angry,
that he felt before he knew Clark had just gotten high. Lex felt he
should be mad at Clark, because he was making every one worry, but he
couldn't. Because he knew Clark had been depressed lately, and that
was what probably drove him to it.
"Yeah, I found him Lana.
He isn't in any danger, don't worry." He told her.
"What
did they want with him?" Lana didn't have nearly enough
information.
"Lana, are you sure you saw the whole
struggle?" Lex asked.
"No, I didn't see it all. I just
saw the end." Lana told him again.
"Well, Clark was
apparently high, and from what some people are saying, he was causing
a scene, and becoming dangerous, so my father had his people sedate
him." Lex said thinking of the bad reaction the drugs had.
"No,
he wasn't high." Lana knew that much.
"Lana, no offense,
but I can clearly see that he is high right now. I did the blood
tests, and it was heroine." Lex informed her.
"Lex, I
don't know how he is right now, but I swear, he wasn't high. He
wasn't causing a scene. He was skipping out of school; that is my
guess at least." Lana knew it.
"Lana, I just wanted to
let you know Clark is alright, since you were so worried." Lex
started to wrap up the conversation.
"You believe me, right?"
Lana asked.
"Lana, sometimes it isn't as obvious." Lex
tried to humor her, "But I assume this is a private
conversation."
"I won't tell anyone." Lana
promised, knowing that was what he wanted.
"Good." Lex
certainly didn't want this getting out to the press, but he felt Lana
could be trusted; after all, she knew his biggest secret and didn't
tell.
"Can I see him?" Lana had to talk to Clark, since
no one else was getting the real story.
"He's at the mansion
now, but I don't think it's such a good idea. He's kind of angry."
Lex remembered Clark's actions from earlier.
"Why?" Lana
asked, knowing she wasn't getting even half the story.
"I'm
not sure. I think it's a bad trip or something." Lex said
honestly, "Bye Lana." He hung
up.
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It's
just one of those days
when you don't wanna wake up,
everythin'
is fucked
everybody sucks
You don't really know why
but
you wanna justify rippin someones head off
Clark felt
like he hated everyone and everything, and he didn't know why. He
couldn't sleep either, it's was almost 6am and he was still wide
awake. He started pulling on his hair, pulling little bits out. It
helped relieve some of the tension and anger. But it wasn't enough;
Clark was itching for a fight.
It wasn't like earlier, when
everything had been great; been fun. Then, everything was
different... he wasn't thinking of all the bad things that had
happened to him, he hadn't even remembered it then. Now he did, and
he felt like revenge.
But there was no one around him. Lex was
sleeping in a room upstairs, because he was worried about him. Clark
distinctly remembered Lionel saying he was going to check on Clark at
6:30. Clark was counting the minutes... 6:07am.
No human
contact and if you interact
your life is on contract
your
best bet is to stay away mother fucker
it's just one of those
days
Clark turned on the TV, and Clark didn't even know
what show it was, but he hated it immediately. He threw the
controller at the wall, and it smashed in half, as the batteries flew
out of it.
Clark kept seeing Lionel slice his back up, over and
over... and all he could think was 'I won't lose this time.'
Clark
couldn't get his hand to stop shaking, and that pissed him off even
more. He couldn't take it anymore, and he knocked the TV over, and
the glass plate, on the screen, shattered.
Give me
something to break
Just give me something to break
How 'bout
your fuckin' face?
It felt good.
He grabbed a large
vase and threw it across the room into a wall. He snatched a statue
off the bookshelf, and smashed it into the glass table, both items
shattered.
It felt really good.
Clark ripped a painting off the
wall and threw it at the door.
It's
just one of those days
Feelin' like a freight train
First one to proclaim leaves with the bloodstain
your damn
right I'm a maniac
you better watch your back cos'
I'm fuckin
your program
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"Clark, stop." Lex saw how out of control Clark was. Undoubtedly an effect from the heroine.
It's all about the he said she said bullshit.
I think you better quit lettin shit slip
Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip
It's all about the he said she said bullshit
I think you better quit talkin that shit
So come
Clark didn't even slow down on his rampage, and Lex couldn't get too close to him, because he kept throwing things.
Lionel entered the room, "Lex, what is going on."
"He's out of control." Lex said, happy to have back up, even if it was his father.
"You were supposed to watch him, make sure this didn't happen." Lionel blamed Lex. But Lex didn't feel guilty, because Lionel was his father, it was more his responsibility that his.
I feel like shit...
My suggestion is to keep your distance
Cos right now I'm dangerous
We've all felt like shit
And been treated like shit
All those motherfuckers, they want to step up
Lex was about to reply, but he had to duck as a glass figurine was hurled at him and Lionel, but Lex soon found out, it was directed towards Lionel.
"You!" Clark screamed, as he approached, "I hate you!" Clark charged Lionel, sending him into the wall, and Clark held him there, pinning him against the wall.
"Clark, calm down. You don't know what you are doing." Lionel told him.
"Clark, come on. Back off." Lex had never seen Clark this dangerous before, and he didn't even have his abilities.
"No!" Clark yelled at Lex, as Lionel escaped Clark's grasp.
Clark caught up to him and held an arm as he swung at Lionel. Lionel had dodged the punch, but Clark tackled him, anyways, "Just try and send me to boarding school! I'm going to hurt you, like you hurt me! Like you hurt everyone I know! You killed Chloe, didn't you!" Clark yelled it with such anger. It had been such a long time, since Lex had heard that name.
Lex was immediately over Clark, pulling him off Lionel, before he could do any damage. He grabbed Clark from behind, pulling him off.
"Let me go Lex! I'll kill you Lionel! I'll kill you!" Clark screamed it over and over. With his rush, he had extra strength, but Lex had the advantage. Lex brought Clark down, on the floor, and he got onto him, holding him down, as he fought.
"Get off of me!" Clark yelled, as he elbowed Lex, who was on top of him, in the side. But Lex didn't move.
"Clark, stop!" Lex told his brother.
Clark struggled for a few minutes more, until he finally gave in, and didn't have the strength to resist any longer, "I hate him, Lex... I hate him..." He tried one last time, to break away from Lex's hold, but it was in vain.
Clark just let himself go limp, as he panted from the previous action. Lex was hesitant to get off Clark. He waited until he was sure Clark had really given up, until he slowly let Clark go.
I hope ya know
I pack a chainsaw
I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps going this way
I just might break something tonight
Give me something to break
I pack a chainsaw
I'll skin your ass raw
And if my day keeps going this way
I just might break your fuckin' face tonight
Clark rolled over and sat there, staring at the ceiling as he panted.
Lex walked over to Lionel and whispered, "I think you better go, before you set him off again."
Lionel left, having no idea that his actions would provoke all of this. Who knew Clark would have such a strong reaction to the drugs.
TBC...
lyrics by limp Bizkit "break stuff