here's that second chapter I promised! I hope you like it!

Lex

The next morning I knew what I was going to do, I got dressed and called in sick to work. I went to a local flower shop and bought a dozen red roses. I remembered, she had told me they were her favorite. I spent most of the drive to the Daily Planet thinking about what I was going to write.

As soon as I pulled up to the parking lot, I pulled out a pen and began to write.

Riding in the elevator up to her office, I smiled to myself, knowing this would affect her in some way.

Chloe

I rode the elevator up to my office at the Daily Planet, and all I could think about was Lex.

When I got there I saw them, a dozen red roses and a plain white card were sitting on my desk, they could only be from one person. Only one person knew red roses were my favorite. I picked them up and held them to my face, inhaling their sweet scent. Then, setting them down, I picked up the card.

I sit in the endless expanse of sky

While I start to cry

In my hand I hold

A symbol so bold

A rose as red as death

Is a secret kept

The harsh thorns cut into my skin

Reminding me of all my sin

The petals so soft

Remind me of all I've lost

The rose shines bright red, hypnotizing me

I blink, finally seeing it all clearly

Love is a rose

Love is a dose

Of poison meant to break

Of poison meant to take

Clouds blow past me

As I sit and try to see

See past the redness of death

And into the secret kept

I fold down each petal

Waiting for my emotions to settle

And as each petal folds

The secret is told

And as the last petal falls

I see it all

As the last petal dies

I see all my lies

I silently put the rose down

And crush it into the ground

No one will ever know

The story that was told

No one will ever know Chloe, except you and me. I'm sorry for what I did, I was young and foolish, let me make it up to you. Meet me in your lobby at seven, dress up.

I blinked back tears and smiled, that had to be the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me. I forgave him in that instant, just as he knew I would. I knew that, come seven o'clock, he would be waiting in the lobby and I, would be walking down the stairs to meet him.

Lex

As I got ready to meet Chloe, all I could think about was what might happen...

The night could go great...or not.

She could kiss me...or not.

She could let me in...or not.

She could forgive me...or not.

I only hoped it was not the latter of any scenario. When I got into my limo and as we were on the way to Chloe's apartment building, I was so nervous it was scaring me.

Snap yourself out of it Lex! This is just another girl here!

But...Chloe...is not just another girl.

She is! She's just another girl that you think is pretty and want to sleep with!

At first that was how it was, but when she left after what I had done to her, she hated me. I hated myself for that, it was like my heart was being shredded to pieces when I heard her drive away.

So what's so different about her?

The way she makes me feel, happy and complete. The way she makes me laugh, the way her eyes seem to pierce directly into my soul. The way she can say so much with one glance and yet say nothing at all. The way she can match me blow for blow when we argue. The way she dances, so full of passion and pain.

I think I could have gone on forever, but we had reached the apartment building.

Chloe

As I got ready, all I could think about was Lex, the poem he'd written, what he'd said. I sat and stared at those roses for what seemed like hours.

Chloe! You're acting like some love-sick puppy! You hate it when other girls act like that!

Well now I know how they feel...

Don't you remember what he did to you!

Of course! But he apologized, and he was young and stupid, just like he said.

You've never acted like this, ever!

I've never met anyone like Lex.

What's so different about him?

The way he makes me feel, so free and loved. The way he smirks so my heartbeat doubles, the way he looks into my eyes and it's like he wants to take away all my pain. The way he makes me feel safe when I'm in his arms. The way he argues with me, with no restraint, matching my intellect at every turn. The way his eyes can freeze time, saying so much, and yet nothing at all.

I could have kept listing things for hours, but I glanced at the clock, it was seven, time to go.

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