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TWO YEARS LATER
The music pounded through her slim body, making her feel alive. She danced her way through the crowd, grinding her bodies with everyone. She moved with them like she was part of them, molding herself to the every curve of the person. She finally broke through the crowd to the bar. The bartender grinned devilishly at her. She was a regular. Everyone knew Lana Lang.
Lana winked at Troy, the bartender, and her passed her a drink. She grinned and sipped it elegantly. An arm snaked around her showing stomach.
"Lana, I've been waiting," The man nuzzled her neck, caressing it, kissing it. Lana rolled her eyes and extracted herself from his grip. He looked at her, confused.
"What are you doing?" Lana smirked.
"Allan, you're not who you used to be. I'm young, I get bored easily." She leaned forward and said, huskily, "You're not fun anymore. This little trip is done." Lana pulled away, taking another sip.
Allan took her arm. "Lana, you don't mean that. I love you, and you love me. We rock each other's worlds." Lana laughed wickedly.
"I may rock your world, but you do not rock mine," she attempted to pull her arm away. He didn't let go. His voice became harsh. He grabbed her head and forced her ear to his lips.
"You don't know what you're doing, Lana. You can't have everything like I can. I own you. Remember the deal?" Lana gulped, but quickly covered it up with a smirk.
"I belong to no one. The deal's off, Allan. I'm done with this." She pulled her knee up and hit him in the groin. He doubled over, giving her time to disappear in the dancing crowd. She was immediately engulfed.
Lana danced her way to the center, where the music was the loudest. She moved her body, shedding her troubles away. Strong, firm hands, placed themselves on her hips, pulling her to him. Lana didn't even look up, just kept dancing with the man, feeling the heat.
She grinded her body into his, gyrating. He spun her around and grabbed her hips, swaying them. The two bodies danced with passion.
When the song ended, the two danced out of the crowd. Lana griped his shirt and he held onto her back. She looked up, wanting to see who this mysterious man was. Her hazel eyes met with pale, blue ones. Lana's heart stopped.
"It's good to see you again, Lana." Lex Luthor whispered into her ear.
Lex had walked into the club, his mood heavy. The women threw themselves at him, but he just dodged them. He didn't want to do anything but drink.
He made his way to the bar, ordering a beer. Looking around for anything that could make him feel better, he found a lone girl, sitting all by herself at the bar.
She was a brunette, daintily sipping her drink. She was clad in a micro-mini black skirt. She wore a cropped tight shirt, exposing her firm abs. There was a scar gracing her midriff, making her look mysterious. She was wearing stripper shoes that laced up her calves.
Lex watched as a man pulled her close. He laughed a little when he saw her roll her eyes and pull away. She said something to make him take her arm. She tried to pull away. Then he said something that made her freeze. He saw her gulp, but it was immediately covered up. It was so fast, he wasn't sure that he had even seen it. She kneed him in the groin and walked towards the dance floor, her eyes full of an unknown emotion. Lex quickly turned away when she stalked past him. He snuck a peak at her and almost gasped. It was Lana Lang.
The last time he had seen Lana, she had been wet, naïve, delicate, and small. Now, she was fierce, focused, dark, and looked like a bona fide goddess. She was definitely changed. She was definitely not Lana Lang from Smallville.
Lex decided to explore this New Lana. He put down his drink and made his way to where she was dancing. He watched her move her body to the beat, the rhythm taking over him. He grabbed her and they danced themselves tired.
When she finally looked into his eyes, she froze, her eyes wide. Lex murmured into her ear, "It's good to see you again, Lana."
Lana regained composure and pushed him off of her. She stepped back away from him and ran a hand through her hair, a small smile playing across her lips.
"Lex Luthor, It's been a while." Suddenly, nostalgia washing over her, Lana threw her arms around his neck. He was surprised at first, but then wrapped his arms around her. Lana didn't let go until, she snapped back to the present.
"I though I'd never see you again, after that day." Lana's hand flew instinctually to her scar. She traced it, smiling.
"I guess it was just my time to fly, you know?" They made their way to a booth. Everyone watched as they sat.
"I didn't realize that you needed to fly," Lana rubbed her arms and sighed. Lex raised an eyebrow, curiously. Lana leaned forward.
"A lot of things happened that day, Lex. That day really changed me, how I saw the world." Lex searched her eyes, looking for any hidden emotion. But her face was covered with a mask like his. Her eyes were deep pools of never-ending mystery. She was definitely hiding something, but she hid it well.
Lana stared into his pale, blue eyes, wondering what he was thinking. He was probably calling her a slut or a whore. She was a whore. Lex was probably laughing at how weak and desperate she was. Lana looked down, avoiding the eyes that made the contents of her soul come spilling out of her. She broke the silence by voicing a thought she'd had for a long time.
"So, what is Lex Luthor up to these days? Nothing too outrageous I hope," Lex smiled.
"Actually, Lana. Things are going well. I trust you've seen the company's success in the newspapers." She nodded.
"What about Smallville? How is…Clark?" Lex sipped his drink and laughed.
"Clark is playing football; he's quite content with himself. Lois Lane, Chloe's cousin has made an appearance." Lana grinned.
"I do believe I know her. Chloe brought her over once…" she trailed off.
"Chloe visited you? She knew where you were?" Lex cursed Chloe silently for not telling anyone. He would certainly deal with her later. Lana smirked.
"Chloe and Lois are my best friends, Lex. They visit, like, every other week. I made them promise mot to tell anyone," Lex nodded, thinking. Lana cleared her throat.
"Is that all, Lex? Nothing else had happened to Smallville's billionaire?" Lex shook his head.
"What about you, Lana? Tell me about everything," Lana propped her elbows on the table.
"Well, I go to the high school here. I live with Aunt Nell and her husband, Dean," she rolled her eyes when she said his name. "My feet always ache because of these heels. It's part of my job description." Lana immediately snapped her mouth shut, not believing she had just let that out. She couldn't let anyone find out about her "job."
Lex raised his eyebrows. "Oh really? What do you do?" Lana thought fast.
"Uhhh…I'm a…waitress!" Realizing how stupid that sounded, Lana mentally slapped herself.
Lex pressed on. "Why would you have to wear a those shoes as a waitress?" Lana rolled her eyes.
"Lex, most of the places here are clubs. Clubs and strip joints. But mostly both. I work in a combined." Lex looked surprised, but then grinned.
"Who knew that small town Lana worked at a strip club? I'm guessing you may substitute for girls who are sick." Lana raised her eyebrow, knowing that he was just trying to make her feel uncomfortable. Upon noticing it, Lex smiled.
"Whatever, Lex. I sometimes do fill in. It's not that bad. So I have to walk around wearing a slutty costume, and at the best of times, almost naked. So I have to wear stripper's shoes. So I have to let guys stick their hands in my bra to tip me," Lex blushed ever so slightly at that.
Lana grinned. "I've been taught all the tricks, Lex. I can see why you rich boys like to hook up with these girls. They can move like nothing I've ever seen," she winked. Lex rubbed the back of his neck. New Lana was very…forward. It was hot.
"I didn't know you like nudity so much. I wonder how Clark would take it." Lana bit a perfectly manicured nail.
"I didn't say I liked it. We do what we have to in order to survive in this world. You of all people should now about survival of the fittest." Lex nodded, having a sudden urge to help make Lana feel less desperate. He shook away the feeling. Lana smiled, her gaze shifting to his watch. Her eyes widened.
"I," she said, jumping up, "have to go. Shit!" Lex followed her, amazed that she now swore. He got to hear many of her other…explicit words. When the got outside, Lana stopped, looking everywhere, a scared expression on her face. Lex out an arm around her protectively.
"Lana, what's wrong?" He pulled her closer, looking around as well.
"It's nothing. I-" A man stopped her. He had a wicked smiled across his lips. Lana pulled away from Lex, not wanting him to see what would happen, feeling ashamed.
"I see our local whore hasn't left yet." Lex clenched his jaw. He looked at Lana, hoping she would ask him to beat him to bloody pulp.
"You're here late tonight. Extra guys today? Need more money? I ran into Allan just now. He said that you cheated him off. But I though you loved doing it for money. I thought that you wanted to be a prostitute like your friends." Lex's eyes went wide. He looked at Lana. She was currently looking down.
The man took her by the shoulders, shaking her. "You are the biggest slut and whore I have ever seen. Go to hell." Lex had enough. Just when he was about to plant one on him, Lana placed a small hand on his arm. She shook her head.
"Thank you," she said, looking up, her voice dripping with venom. "The How-Can-We-Serve-You-Better survey is inside." He spat on her, calling her a hoe. She slapped him hard. Then she stalked of, pulling Lex with her.
Once she found his Ferrari, she leaned against it, arms folded over her chest. She was suddenly very interested in how much of the sidewalk she could crack with her heel. Lex placed a hand on her arm.
"Lana," She pulled out of his grasped and hugged herself.
"It's okay, Lex. I'm a whore. I'm a stripper, I'm a prostitute. I've heard way worse than that." Lex took her arm again.
"Lana, why are you doing this? This isn't the only way, you know." Lana looked up into his eyes angrily.
"Not all of us have choice as a luxury, Lex. I do what I do because it's the only way. I can't have Dean and Nell support me because then they would win. They would prove that they have power over me. I'm not their daughter!"
"But you are their responsibility, Lana. They want to take care of you. Nell and Dean-" Lana cut him off with a laugh. It was a completely hysterical laugh.
"No they don't! I know what you think about the Nell you know, but they Nell I know I much more different than that. Ever since they got married, they've been obsessed with each other. It's sickening." She shuddered. "Especially at night…that's why I 'walk the streets' at night." Lex blinked, trying to get that bad image out of his head.
"I could get all F's in school and they wouldn't give a damn, Lex!" Lana threw her hands up to the sky.
"DO YOU HATE ME? THAT'S OKAY, I ALREADY FIGURED IT OUT!"
Lex smirked, clearly amused. Lana glared at him. "Is there something about my life that you find amusing, Lex?" Lex raised his eyebrows and cleared his throat.
"Of course not, Lana." He put his hand on her arm again. "All jokes aside, I really don't think that you're a whore. I wouldn't assume things when I don't know that much about it." He looked into her eyes. "Lana, I know what it's like when you have to do whatever you can to survive. I understand. I don't judge you." Lana placed her hand over his and squeezed.
"Thank you, Lex. You don't know how much that means to me." Lex smiled back. Just then, a blonde wearing nothing put a jacket that stopped mid-thigh came over to Lana. She smiled.
"Hi, Lana. Is today your day off?" Lana smiled and itched the back of her head.
"Yup. I told Marshal that I would come in tomorrow and run things because he'll be gone." Lana saw the girl eyeing Lex and Lex stared back. Lana grinned.
"Regina, this is Lex Luthor. Lex this is one of my…co-workers." They shook hands. Regina winked at Lex and turned back to Lana, her voice low.
"I saw Allan, Lana. I'm sorry. I remember when he was mine," she cringed. "He is a bastard. I can't believe he would do that. I'll put him on the list," she looked back at Lex.
"Well, it was great meeting you, Lex," then to Lana, "I'll see you tomorrow."
"So she's one of your friends?" Lana grimaced.
"The only friends I have here are stripers, and prostitutes. I don't really fit in at school." Lex grinned.
"I know the feeling." Lana looked around. And then bit her lip.
"Could you take me home, Lex? I would owe you forever." Lex chuckled.
"Of course," Lana clapped pulled his hand to her heart. On the way to her place, Lana told him all about her life. How things spiraled out of control. He told her of how Smallville was changing.
"I've only made two other deals, Lex. I promise." Lana said as the walked through the doors.
"You don't have to explain yourself, Lana." Lana smiled, and then she put a finger over her lips. Quietly turning her keys, they stepped inside. Lana let out a sigh of relief. It was gone when she heard a voice.
"Lana, you're late again! I told you, no more boys. Now march up to your room and-" Nell stood, shocked. Lex gulped.
"Mr. Luthor!"
Sorry if this chapter was bad, life's been a little hectic lately. You all know what I mean. Feedback would be greatly appreciated. I had a question, too. I was wondering if anyone knew what the name of the episode in the fourth season where Lex is split into two sides. His evil side and his good side. Thanks. Please review!