-1Chapter 3- When angels cry
His radio went off waking him up. He woke up with a smile and rolled over. The reason for his smile was lying right next to him.
Lana was still asleep and Clark simply watched her. She looked so peaceful and happy while she was sleeping. The soft music finally lured her out of sleep.
"Morning." She said softly.
"Morning." he replied just as softly with a large smile on his face. Lana smiled in return at his boyish face.
"Good morning Smallville, its now 6 in the morning and it's a beautiful day." The radio said in-between songs.
Clark's smile disappeared and was replaced with a look of horror.
"Oh God." Lana said sitting up and looking for her clothes.
Clark shot out of bed and pulled on some sweats. "We've got to get you out of here before my parents get up."
Lana pulled on her pants and one of Clark's shirts. "Oh I though staying for breakfast would be fun." She said.
Clark turned at looked at her like she was for real. He wouldn't mind but his parents mind.
"We won't fall asleep I promise." Lana said. Clark smiled softly as she grabbed her shoes. "What else were we to do at 2 in the morning?" She joined his side as he pulled on a shirt.
"Are you mad?" He asked.
"Furious." She replied before kissing him.
They snuck downstairs and instead of sneaking out the front door they made their way to the back where her car was located.
"Morning Clark, would you like butter on your pancakes?" Martha asked turning around to see Clark and Lana standing together. She was wearing his shirt and he was in his pajamas.
"Martha, is Clark up? I need him to help me with the broken barn door." Jonathan said coming in through the back door.
"I guess he is." Jonathan said looking at his son in disappointment.
Lana stepped forward, "I know what this looks like but this was my choice just as much as it was Clarks."
Clark looked at her in shock that she was standing up to his parents. "If you don't mind Lana we would like to talk to Clark." Jonathan said going to stand next to Martha.
She looked at Clark and then back at his parents. She was out the door in a heartbeat and down the steps.
"Clark sit." Jonathan said pointing to the bar stool.
"I understand you two are serious but not under my roof. How could you be so irresponsible? Was it even safe?" Jonathan was going off, his face held the look of disappointment. Martha looked shocked as she watched her son and her husband have the 'talk' well the second 'talk' a father may have with his child.
"Hey. I saw Lana taking off like the devil was on her heels." She saw Clark looking like a deer caught in headlights with Jonathan looking at him in disappointment. "Oh, never mind." She said.
"Morning Chloe." Martha said.
"Well finish this later, Clark." Jonathan said going to get his breakfast from the stove.
"Ah, Clark I actually need your help." Chloe said.
Clark nodded and got up, "Just let me get dressed." He said heading upstairs.
Chloe waited for him downstairs while joining the Kent's for breakfast. Clark rushed down a few minuets later with jeans and a blue t-shirt on.
"Clark before you go anywhere please just feed the chickens." Jonathan said finishing up his pancakes. Clark nodded and followed Chloe outside. He headed to the barn to get the chicken feed.
"I need your help with something serious." Chloe said as she watched him gather the feed and head to the chicken house.
"What is it?" Clark asked as he began his chore.
"Your remember Steve right?" She asked helping him.
"Yea, wasn't he the jerk you dated before Pete? I hated him." Clark said pouring the last of the chicken feed.
"Well he's giving me a hard time and is treating to hurt me if I don't leave Pete." Chloe said.
Clark spun and looked at her, "Are you okay?" He asked.
"I'm fine but I'm worried he might really do something. I'm just glad Pete's on vacation." Chloe said.
"Alright I'll take care of it. Do you know where he's at?" Clark asked taking the empty bag to the garbage.
"Yea, he want's me to meet him at the school in an hour." Chloe said.
"Alright, let me tell my parents I'm gone then we'll go, okay? He won't bother you again." Clark said. Chloe smiled and gave him a hug.
"Thanks Clark." Chloe said going to her bug to wait for Clark.
Clark ran inside real quick, "Hey mom, we're out of chicken feed and I'll be back by dinner." Clark said.
Martha turned around while washing the dishes. "Okay Clark. Anything you want for dinner?" She asked
"Whatever you cook will be great mom." Clark said smiling at her through the doorway.
"You're so sweet. Love you." She said as he headed out the door and down to Chloe's car.
They stood outside of Chloe's car waiting for Steve to show up. Chloe was texting on her phone and Clark knew her well enough that it was from nervousness.
"Don't worry. It'll get straightened out." Clark said.
Chloe nodded as she noticed him pull up in his car. Steve got out of the car, leaving it running. "I told you to come alone." He said.
"Look, Chloe doesn't feel safe with you and I'm here to make sure you don't scare her." Clark said.
"Don't worry Clark, I'll keep her safe." Steve said.
"Look. I have a boyfriend." Chloe said stepping up.
"You do now." Steve said.
"He's not you. Now look just leave Chloe alone." Clark said.
"No, you will leave us alone." Steve said pulling out a gun from the back of his pants and pointing it at Clark. "Chloe get in the car, were going out."
"Don't do it Chloe." Clark said.
Chloe looked back and forth between Clark and Steve wondering how this could happen to her and Clark.
She made her way to the car and opened the side door and got in.
Clark moved to stop her when she closed the door.
BANG!!
Clark looked down in shock trying to stop the bleeding. Chloe screamed out as Clark fell to his knees. Chloe called 911 as Steve tossed the gun away after wiping it down giving Chloe enough time to tell the police Clark was shot and where he was before Steve got into the car.
"Hang up." He said while starting the car. She hung up and looked at Clark while Steve drove off. He was on the ground bleeding and not moving. She began cry.
"How could you!!" She turned and screamed at him and began to hit his arm. He locked the doors and speed off. Chloe looked back and could see the lights of the emergency cars.
Clark laid still while he heard the sirens get closer. Hopefully he could make it till he got to the hospital. He had to live; he had too much to leave behind.
Lana's phone rang while she was getting ready to head back over to the Kent's. She hadn't heard from Clark so she assumed he was in big trouble. She was hoping she could help.
"Hello?" She answered making her way to her car.
"Lana, its Chloe. I have news. Clark was just trying to help when Steve kidnapped me." Chloe said.
"Are you okay?" She asked opening the car door.
"Yea the cops stopped Steve but I'm on my way to the hospital." She said.
Lana started up her car, "Did he hurt you?" She asked.
"I am but Clarks not. He's at the hospital. Steve shot him." Chloe said.
Lana dropped her phone in shock. "Clark." She peeled out of the parking lot and made a beeline to the Smallville medical center.
Lana rushed past the Kent's and the doctor into Clark's emergency room. He was attached to so many machines and laying on the bed looking so helpless.
She sat down beside his bed trying not to cry. "Clark, I don't know if you can hear me but I need to tell you this." She stroked the hair from his eyes listening to the only response, the constant beep of his heart monitor.
"I have been blessed to have a boyfriend as sweet, kind, and loving as you. You're strong, and you'll get through this. You have to; I don't think I could wake up and smile in a world without you. I love you Clark." She said through her tears.
Clark stirred and looked over to her smiling. Then his eyes closed with the last though of 'I've been the one blessed.' He'd wished he'd said it.
The monitor went flat line and the doctor and nurses rushed in, pushing Lana out of the room. She watched as they tried to bring him back. When the called the time of death her heart stopped and she leaned against the wall for support while she cried.
Martha and Jonathan came around the corner. Lana was broken and crying. Something didn't set right with them as the doctor came around the corner.
"Mr. and Mrs. Kent. I'm sorry to inform you." The doctor said…..
It was a rainy day as the pastor continued with the service. The weather matched with everyone's emotions.
Chloe stood to the side with Pete as the rain began to fall. Martha and Jonathan stood to the side of Lana who was emotionally numb. No one could blame her for being cut off from the world. She'd cried all she had inside her and managed to produce more tears.
No one could get her to open up and talk about it or get her to leave her room or the Kent farm. The pastor closed the bible and ended the service. Everyone parted their separate ways but as Chloe was leaving Lana made eye contact.
She couldn't blame Chloe. Clark was only trying to help and look what it got him. It wasn't Chloe's fault that Clark was a good guy. He was a great guy and only tried to help. Why did fate have to be so cruel and take Clark away from her? From everyone who loved him with all their hearts. The tears began to fall again, something Lana was used to by now.