Seven
I couldn't stop thinking about what Kara said, I didn't let anybody back into my office after Kara left. I was just mulling over everything, I didn't have all my memories back, I didn't even know how the memory thing worked. I rubbed my hands over my face. I hated it. I pulled open my desk draw and pulled out my sketch pad, I flipped it open and looked through the pictures. I grazed my hand over it, some of these I remembered so clearly and yet others I couldn't even remember. I shoved the pad into my bag and my laptop, I needed to go home, I grabbed my notebook and pulled open the door. "Hannah I'm taking off for the rest of the day. I'll email you my column." She nodded. I walked home I unlocked the door and pushed it open, I screamed as I saw Kelly topless. "MY EYES!"
She quickly pulled a top over her head and I looked at her, "what are you doing home?" She asked shocked.
"I left work early, I couldn't concentrate," I sighed. "Who is this?" I asked pointing to the man next to her. She blushed and I couldn't help but grin, my sister didn't have many reactions but the ones I could get out of her I loved.
"Erm, Liberty this is my fiancee Liam, Liam this is my younger sister Liberty," Kelly introduced.
"Hi," he said holding his hand out. I shook it and smiled, "Kelly talks about you all the time."
"Oh well damn," I said. "That means you never want to talk to me again." I looked at my sister. "I thought he wasn't going to come until tonight?"
"I said you weren't meeting him until tonight," she said. "Didn't mean I wasn't going to see him."
"Well, I'm going to change and then I'm going to the coffee shop," I said softly.
She came over and placed a hand on my cheek, "you okay Liberty?" She asked frowning. "You look like you have been crying, and stressed." I shrugged, "is it Clark?"
"Just thinking," I whispered. "Don't worry Kelly, I'll be fine." I walked into my room and changed into leggings and a baggy top, I wasn't in the mod to even look nice. I grabbed a bigger bag and put my work into it, I looked at Kelly as I walked towards the front door. "I'll see you later." She nodded. I left the apartment and left to go to the coffee shop I grabbed a tea and sat by the window, I picked up my phone and texted Kara asking for Clark's number. She sent it immediately and I sent him a text I sighed and started up my laptop. I hated all of it.
"I was surprised," I heard a voice say. I turned around and Clark was stood there, "I didn't think you would want to see me anytime soon." I pointed to the chair and he sat down. I sighed and looked at him. "What's wrong?"
"Really Clark?" I scoffed. "What is right?" I shook my head. I took a sip of my drink and stared at him, all the feelings I felt when I was a teenager was as strong as before. "Clark my memories they aren't all back."
"I can return them," he said. "If you want them."
I nodded and frowned slightly, "why wouldn't I?" I asked confused. "I mean I'm not blind to think our relationship was perfect" I shook my head. "Clark it's not fair that you have them and I don't. Do you know what it's like to close your eyes every night and dream something that you recognise but can't remember? I dream of you every night. Never fully though, your face would always be blank and anything that would identify you. The torment I felt. I wish you could feel it. Feel that torment I felt something missing but I could never figure out what, not even when I got that special gift when I turned 21."
He nodded, "I'm sorry, when I did the wipe it wasn't meant to leave you torment," he sighed. "You were the first person I did it on, I've never done it before. Any other person I would have made disappear, but you" he shook his head. "You I couldn't. I love you Libby I did from the moment I saw you. I didn't want you to disappear, you did so much and you do so much. I made a choice to keep you around and I don't regret that."
"So Kara is your cousin," I said. "You never mentioned a cousin."
He nodded, "by the time I found Kara I was already grown up," he said. "So I put her with the Danvers and she had an amazing childhood and when she needed me as Supergirl I came." I smiled. "I wanted her to have a normal childhood and she did." He ran a hand through his hair, "don't take it out on Kara," he said. "She didn't want to spy on you as Supergirl in fact she didn't know why I was obsessed with you. So please don't be mad at her, she was just listening to me."
"Kara and I have made up now," I told him. "She answered a question that I needed to know. Clark how do we even do this? How am I meant to feel about this?"
"I don't know Libby!" Clark snapped. He sighed rubbing a hand over his face, "I never thought the day would come where you remembered. I wasn't even meant to see you in National City but once I did. I couldn't stay away." I bit my lip. "I'm sorry."
"Sorry means nothing Clark," I frowned. "Just give me my memories."
He nodded he reached over and pressed a hand to my forehead, "close your eyes," he whispered. I did as he said, a soon as my eyes were closed I felt memories flood back and I breathed in as I felt all the emotions hit me at once. I felt his hand move away from my head, "open your eyes." I opened them and he looked at me sadly. He stood up and placed a hand on mine, "I love you Libby, I won't apologise for that." He pressed his lips to my head, "I'll try to stay away from you."
I didn't say anything I didn't know what to say. I turned around as I watched him leave the coffee shop, I groaned and laid my head on the table. "Wow don't you look like you're having a bad day." I heard Winn say. I reached over and slapped him in the stomach. "What's wrong buttercup?"
"What's right?" I complained. I looked up and he was sat in front of me, "Clark problems." He nodded understandingly, I looked at the work I still had to do. "I have to do my column and I can't even focus because my head is all over the place."
"Do you love him?"
"I don't know," I sighed. "I mean he was my first love when I was like 17 and I have my memories back now, but I'm 24 with feelings I should have gotten rid of when he left me, but instead I'm not angry about him leaving, I am angry that he wiped my memory but I also get why he did it. To protect me. I'm conflicted, upset, angry and I just want to blow him up."
"Your magic doesn't work on him," Winn chuckled.
"I know," I groaned. "Sucks really, I mean I could get some real anger out." I sighed. "Not really because we have to abide by the Wiccan Rede, stupid thing." He laughed. "I don't know what I am going to do Winn, is Clark ever going back to Metropolis?"
"Today, he's going back today, he has to protect people other there National City has Kara," he said. I looked at the ground, "I thought you would be happy that he's gone."
"I don't know Winn," I nodded. "I don't know anything anymore Winn." I pulled my headphones out of my bag and plugged them into my mac and looked at Winn, "why are you never at work?"
"I am too," he protested. I rolled my eyes. "I wanted to see how you were plus Clark told me that he was seeing you and I decided to stalk a little."
"Of course you did," I said. "Right well I am going to try and get my column done so I don't get fired." He nodded. "That's a cue to leave."
He laughed, he came over and placed his lips on my head, "I'll be here if you need me Libs for anything." I nodded. "Don't think too hard, you have time Clark may not be coming back for a while. Just take a breath and do what you think is best."
"Thanks Winn, you are a good friend," I told him. He left the coffee shop and I put my headphones in and put music on loud, it didn't take long for me to actually get writing my column an hour later I was finished I sent it to Hannah to get down to Darren. I hoped he wouldn't be too annoyed that I had dipped out early today. I put my work back into my bag and went onto google, I couldn't help but google Clark, I wanted to know what kind of stuff he reported other than Superman. Two hours later I was deep in Clark Kent's reporting and I couldn't bring myself not to carry on googling. His writing was amazing it was interesting and I didn't even like news all the time, I could see why Mr White did not want Cat to steal him away. I looked at the time and it was 5pm, I was meant to be going out in an hour and I really didn't want to. My phone began ringing and I saw it was Kelly. I quickly answered it.
"Are you coming tonight?"
"Yeah sorry, I got distracted doing work," a half lie. "I'm on my way home now."
"Good, mom and dad are here they are driving me crazy."
I ended the call and quickly shoved my mac away, I rushed home as I pushed open my apartment door I heard my dad's voice. "Is that my Princess finally home?" He asked. I smiled and shut the door behind me, dad pulled me into his arms, "hey."
"Hi dad," I said. I shoved my bag to the floor and walked into my room and changed into jeans and a top, I looked at the sketch pad on my bed and smiled a little. All those images now had a face to go with it, there was a knock on my door before I had a chance to go my dad had opened the door.
"Who are you?" He asked.
"I'm Winn," he said.
"Daddy let him in," I said. Dad let him past begrudgingly and Winn walked over, "What are you doing here? I thought you were at work."
"I am, listen I made a promise when it came to Clark, I have some information about it," he said. "Can we talk privately?" I noticed my whole family listening in.
"Yeah," I nodded. I pulled him into the bathroom and shut the door and turned on the tap, "they'll try and eavesdrop," I explained. "So what did you find?"
"Have you ever heard of The Black Witch?"
"No, who is it?"
"She's the reason Clark wiped your memory."
