A/N: I'm going to try and rap this up by chapter 15. it might not work but then again maybe it will. We'll just have to wait and find out. But lately I've been hatching some other ideas and would like to move on to see how some of them pan out. But I don't think I'll start another story until this is complete, or I'll lose focus and consistency may die. I'm super excited about this chapter! Especially the ending of this one. Hope you like it as well. R&R.
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"AHHHHHHH!" Chloe let out a sharp, high pitched, cry as she peered up at what she had just been knocked over by.
There, strung from the ceiling, Was the pale, bloodied, lifeless body of Lex Luthor, his eyes wide open yet clouded over.
Chloe scrambled away on her butt, but didn't get far before she ran into something again. Being still on the ground she peered up into the familiar eyes of Clark Kent... well at least they should have been familiar as she had looked into them often. But they weren't, and unlike the time in Metropolis, it didn't take her very long to realize.
"I thought this was appropriate irony" he smirked.
She peered at his hand and saw the ring.
"Clark..." She tried softly.
"Oh don't look at me like that Chlo." He said, emphasizing the last part in a way that was both seductive and frightening.
"He strung you up from the ceiling so I decided to return the favor."
"Oh God Clark...no." She breathed in disbelief.
"But now that I think of it... strung up may not be such a bad thing." He peered down at her, his eyes red and fierce.
Realizing she was in fact still on the ground, she made a quick motion to get up. Not quick enough apparently as she found herself being hoisted up by a strong pair of hands.
"Th-thanks." She said in a daze. She was now upright at least but noticed that she was still being held with the strong hands from behind.
Clark loomed over her and breathed into her ear.
"Now... all we have to do is figure out how you can repay me." He said with a sly grin.
"Um.. well I have cash in my purse which I think is still at home... and I know you'll be able to use a free "Google" at one point...and..." She rambled trying to make excuses and hopefully get away. She was trying how ever to no avail.
"Somehow I think you know that's not exactly what I had in mind" he whispered.
He turned her around swiftly and bore into her with his intense eyes.
"Clark..." she let her eyes drift shut momentarily feeling his hot breath on her face. He reached up and cupped her face in his hands. Her eyes snapped open and she returned his gaze, though somewhat uncomfortably. In normal circumstances she would have been snarking the death out him in defense. These were not normal circumstances however, as almost all of her energy was drained and her injuries were stinging like no other.
"Come on now baby, don't drift away yet. I think I can help you stay awake." he let out a laugh as her eyes grew wide. She made an internal decision at that moment to resist the sleep that called at her. Chloe Sullivan did not just sit there and give in without a fight.
She wiggled against him causing nothing more then him to laugh and pull her closer.
"You no no one can get away from me right?" he laughed.
"Yeah and you know I'm to stubborn to stop trying. Let's stop, apply the breaks and check the side and rear view mirrors for a second. You killed Lex. I know you don't care now but as soon as that ring comes off you'll kill yourself inside. I know you don't want this." She stated matter-of-fact-ly, spunk placed firmly back in place.
"You know your right. I don't want this."
Chloe was a bit surprised at him agreeing so quickly.
"Well... yes.. I am right." she mumbled slightly confused and a little triumphant. Not for long.
"I much rather want this" and before she could protest anything his lips were on hers, any sign of gentleness was gone with the wind.
She couldn't do anything as he kissed her with more passion and maybe even some pent up rage then she knew Clark could ever have. She grimaced through the kiss as pain struck her. He had been caught up and shoved her against the nearest wall causing her injuries to sear. And she suspected she needed some air soon.
"Cl..Clark.. s..stop." She breathed in between kisses. His hands had found their way around her back and clutched at her desperately. She attempted with all her might to push backwards but she knew there was even less chance of the wall budging then Clark moving. Suddenly that famous Sullivan light bulb flashed in her mind.
She joined in the kiss as convincing as ever. Which wasn't hard considering she was very much in love with this boy even if he did seem to have some rare form of schizophrenia... that she now knew was less schizophrenia and more the fact that he was an alien. But she continued to let him kiss her furiously for the time being. She slid her hand down his arm and tried to make it seem realistic. Hopefully he wouldn't notice when she slid the ring off.
It didn't work.
He grabbed her hand broke his face away and growled at her.
"Thought you'd trick me did you Sullivan. Your smart."
"Yeah. I am." she said, defiance dripping from each syllable.
"I'm smarter." He jeered.
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Clark tossed Chloe towards the opposite wall out of pure rage. She skidded across the floor and hit to wall. The wall that actually happened to hold the wall. Fighting an impulse to just lay there and hold her arm that had been pretty crusted over with blood by this point, she got up and made a break for the door.
She was pretty aware that she couldn't get away if he didn't want her to but she tried anyways. And apparently he felt like playing. So she got farther then she normally would have.
Clark noticed Chloe get up and scramble from the room at top speed. He settled for stalking menacingly in the direction she had gone. X-raying the situation, he saw her running down a long corridor to the left.
"Chloe...did you miss the part where I can see through walls?" he laughed.
"Here kitty kitty. Come out, come out where ever you are."
Chloe ran into a room. Once inside she saw it.
There laying in the corner next to a pile of blood, of which she knew to be Lex's, lay a green piece of meteor rock. She grabbed it and hid it in her pocket.
Clark entered the room moments later. Chloe, wanting the element of surprise, purposely backed herself into a corner. He walked towards her slowly and she put on her best scared face. It helped that part of her was still actually afraid. He was extremely close now.
He reached out for a lock of her hair and closed any distance between them that remained.
"I found you" he whispered.
Chloe struggled with herself as he kissed her again, this time slowly but not any less needy. She let him. At least for the moment, because her gut told her this could be the last time she ever got to kiss him. It would only be a matter of time before Lana forgave him and took him back. It was almost inevitable.
As she stand there with Clark Kent's lips attacking her neck she wanted to remember the words he had said to her a day earlier or so. That he was starting to realize feelings for her. But she knew from past experience that Clark's so called "feelings" for her never lasted. At least not past the part where Lana came back telling him how much she needs him and all she needs is the truth. He turns into a puddle and runs back to her.
Hot tears formed in her eyes and began to spill over. The voice in her head spoke simply.
"I love you Clark." she thought to herself. And she knew he would never now how much she really did. She wanted to give him the world. She wanted him to give it to her as well. She wanted to be the one person he couldn't live without. But she knew that spot in his heart was reserved for Lana. She would have died for, yet sadly if it came to that she doubted he would notice. She guessed it would be somewhere along the lines of "gee where's Chloe?" "Oh I dunno maybe she went to Metropolis. Oh well I've got you Lana."
And letting another piece of her heart die off and crumble away, she pulled a piece of green meteor rock from her pocket and watched as Clark Kent fell to his knees.
