Chapter 3
Note: I am sorry for forgetting to acknowledge all of you that this story has a close connection with Season 4. Lois Lane, Lionel Luthor and Jason don't make any appearance here, sorry. Well, I guess that's all for now. Enjoy!
Clark ran at his top speed to the apartment where Chloe lived. His mind kept thinking of Lana, and then swirling around Chloe.
What is the best way to tell Lana about my relationship with Chloe? Could she be not happy with us?
Within seconds, he reached the door of Chloe's place and tapped hurriedly at the door. He was, after all, a bit tired after stretching his legs running all the way until here.
Chloe was typing on her notebook when she heard the continuous knocks on her door startled her to stop typing. She opened the door and found the unexpected Clark standing on the doorway.
'Clark, why you are here? I thought you'll at your barn doing homework,' asked Chloe in surprise.
'Chloe, Lana came back. I guess we should go to find her together.'
'Lana? From Paris? That would be a big surprise.'
'So do you want to come with me? Have you gotten many things to do?'
'Of course not. Ok, I'll come with you. You want me to drive you there or…you want to use your legs?' Chloe said with a mischievous grin.
'Legs? It sounds good to me. And you want to come with me?' Clark replied in jest.
Chloe's red Volkswagen was pulled into the rest stop just a stone's throw away from the Talon. Next, Clark and Chloe entered the Talon through the front door.
'Clark, I want to have a cappuccino. I'll catch up with you later.'
Clark went upstairs and pushed a door open. There was a woman already stood there, as if waiting for him.
Lana and Clark watched each other for a long time. Clark was the one who broke the ice first.
'Lana'
'Clark.' The jet-black haired woman stood there, motionless. Her watery, limpid eyes caught his. 'Clark, you and Chloe…'
'Yeah…'
'I know I shouldn't say this but I can't help it… I am still in love with you.'
'Lana, I….' Clark didn't manage to finish it as the door behind him was opened again. It was Chloe, holding two mugs of cappuccino.
Chloe was stunned as if she had heard something she shouldn't hear. 'Well, I hope I didn't interrupt the conversation you two are having now. It's just- nothing. I just want to tell Clark that I need to go back.'
After bidding a brief farewell, Chloe walked quickly out of Talon, feeling a little bit sad. Sad, was the only feeling she felt now. She heard that, didn't she? Yes, she did. That's why she left so hurriedly. But what could she do? Lana, after all, was once the girl which the superman had a crush on.
'Lana, I don't think we should talk about our past anymore.'
'Yeah, I guess you're probably right.' Clark and Lana then talked mainly about the life Lana spent at Paris for just a while.
After Clark shot back home, Lana picked out her mobile phone to dial. An evil, red burning flame shone out from her eyes.
'It worked well.' Lana said on her phone call.
