A/N: Finished a little early. Please R&R. I do not own any thing in this story.
Chapter Four
I'm just so tired
Won't you sing me to sleep?
And fly through my dreams
So I can hitch a ride with you tonight
And get away from this place
Have a new name and face
I just aint the same without you in my life
Chloe came to a stop in front of his barn. She was soaked to the skin. She didn't go inside the barn just yet. The truck was parked over by the house so his parents had to be home. But, she didn't want to be around anyone right now. Just be around his things. His loft. His couch. His things. Clark's things.
She stood there for so long. Just taking in the site of Clark's home. She finally walked into the dry barn. She slowly walked up the steps. It must have taken her five minutes she was walking so slow. Partly because of being wet and not wanting to fall, but partly because she didn't know what she was even doing up there.
Late night drives, all alone in my car
I can't help but start
Singing lines from all our favorite songs
And melodies in the air
Singing life just aint fair
Sometimes I still just can't believe you're gone
This was where he had taken Clark. She was sure of it. Everybody acted like they didn't know. But, she did. She somehow knew it. Clark had left out his drawings of the cave wall. Pictures of the symbols. His laptop was open. It had been left on, but the battery was out by now. He didn't leave that stuff out. He always put up his stuff about the cave walls. For some reason, he didn't want people looking at it. He would take his laptop inside. Another thing that told her it happened here was the fact that it was the last place his parents had seen him. He hadn't run off somewhere. They knew that much.
No, it happened here. She was sure of it.
And I'm sure the view from heaven
Beats the hell out of mine here
And if we all believe in heaven,
Maybe we'll make it through one more year
Down here
She walked over to the couch, and sat. She could smell Clark's scent on the blanket next to her. The whole place held the scent. She missed it. She missed him. His voice. His "Kent Charm" smile. His laugh. His everything.
Feel your fire,
When it's cold in my heart
And things sort of start
Reminding me of my last night with you
I only need one more day
Just one more chance to say
I wish that I had gone up with you too
The day he disappeared. One of the two days she would never forget. She was just waiting to talk to him. They had set up two dates. One he was planning. The other she was planning. His plans were going to be executed that night. Hers in three days. He had left her that note. Gosh, what had happened that day? She didn't forget of course, but it was all jumbled up.
Chloe quickly climbed up the loft steps, anxious to see what Clark had in store for her. He didn't answer his phone, so she had come over early. Martha said he was probably in the loft. Jonathan was out with the cows, and had waved like nothing was wrong. But, she couldn't find him. She looked in both upper and lower level of the barn. She called for him. Jonathan came in a few minutes later wondering what was wrong. But, none of them could find Clark.
Chloe looked up in the loft once more. She saw the laptop open. He had been writing an email to her. He was saying where to meet him, as his cell was acting up and wouldn't dial out. He hadn't even finished one paragraph. The computer's battery was only had 20 left. He had been writing notes. She looked closely at what he was writing, and it looked like an opening of a speech or something.
Chloe, there is something I need to tell you.
Chloe, I should have told you this a long time ago.
Chloe, what would you say if you found out some one really close to you was
Chloe! Hey, listen, you know those people that
He had evidently been practicing for something. Most of what he wrote made no sense, or wasn't even a complete sentence. Was this the big surprise he was talking about? Was he actually going to tell me the Kent family secret? Chloe thought, shocked.
She looked around more. But, the more she looked, the more worried she got. Pretty soon twenty minutes had turned into three hours. No one had heard from Clark.
And I'm sure the view from heaven
Beats the hell out of mine here
And if we all believe in heaven
Maybe we'll make it through one more year
Down here
It would be the day he disappeared he was going to tell me. She thought bitterly. The absolute worst part in all of this was that even she didn't know who killed Clark. The night was too dark to see his face. She knew he was a he, but that was it. He had been wearing a hood over his head, and dark sunglasses.
You won't be coming back
And I didn't get to say goodbye (goodbye)
I really wish I got to say goodbye
And I'm sure the view from heaven
Beats the hell out of mine here
And if we all believe in heaven
Maybe we'll make it through one more year
The gap quickly closed, and left Chloe with no way to get to Clark. She couldn't even see him. Smoke was filling the room, and she was having trouble breathing. The warehouse they were in had a metal ladder leading up to a platform overhead. She climbed it hoping she could get a glimpse of Clark. Half way up something happened…
Chloe tore her thoughts away from that moment. It was the one she dreaded more than anything. She ran down the loft steps, and out into the rain. Tears mixed with the raindrops falling on her. She didn't care where she went. She didn't care what happened to her. All she cared about was to get away from that memory for just a little longer. She wanted more than anything to just not think of it. No, she needed more than anything to get away from it. For her own well being.
I hope that all is well in heaven
Cause it's all shot to hell down here
I hope that I find you in heaven
Cause I'm so...
Lost without you down here
You won't be coming back
And I didn't get to say goodbye (goodbye)
I really wish I got to say goodbye