Make Damn Sure-Chapter 8

Okay, I know. I have been so behind in updating this story. And it really was just laziness because, I had the next two chapters typed up a couple of weeks ago. I wanted to try to finish up the story and write the rest of it but, I got caught up with work and transferring colleges so, yeah. No excuse. Here is chapter 7. Chapter 8 will be following as soon as I edit it.

Disclaimer: Don't own it. Wish I did. Enough said.

Chloe didn't really want to leave her apartment. Her apartment wasn't on the top floor of anything. It didn't have a wall of windows. It was small and some months she could barely

pay the rent. But, it was hers. And she was safe there. Not that she was scared of Lex or anything. She just really, really, really didn't want to see him right now. Not after she had

remembered everything, and she really meant everything, that had happened the night before.

Flashback

She felt like she was floating. Except, there was that familiar vanilla scent again. Why did she really really want to taste vanilla right now? Chloe stuck her tongue out

and was surprised that she got exactly what she wanted. So, she did it again. What was that growling? Oh, oh, it's gone! She whimpered and felt the arms around her

tighten. Arms? Whose arms? Where did the tasty go?

"Chloe. You. Need. To. Stop. Now."

"Lex? Is that you? What are you doing here?"

Suddenly she was dropped onto something warm and soft. But it was so dark here. Where was here? She felt lost again. Like that summer before. For a short while, she

had felt so alone in the dark but, then Lex came and she wasn't alone anymore. Chloe reached out quickly and grabbed Lex's coat.

"Why did you leave me alone? I was scared. And you…I still needed you."

"Chloe, you're drunk. You would never ask me these questions if you weren't."

"Am I drunk? Fine, then answer me. I won't remember in the morning anyway."

"What did you mean when you said that you know more than I think?"

Chloe remembered, fuzzily but still, why she had stayed away from Lex for so long. He just didn't care about other people. Here she was baring her soul and he was

trying to get information out of her. Bastard.

"You just never care do you?! Damn you! Its…its…its inhuman to be so cold all the time Lex!"

And with that, she started beating at the dark with her fists, sometimes catching an arm or chest. She heard a grunt as her hand punched a hard stomach and then, her

wrists were caught. Chloe felt so tired all of a sudden. She fell away from the dark form before her and began sobbing into the bed covers.

"I…I just don't understand anymore….any of this. You're so different! The things you do. Why Lex? Why? And even then…its not just you. Lois and Clark. Lana. Pete.

Where did our lives go? They changed so much…hurt and pain. And confusion. I'm so confused. I'm so…so…angry…and….and"

And she fell asleep. The tendrils of unconsciousness just letting her feel her clothes being pulled away as she was wrapped in a shirt of vanilla…hmmm, there's her tasty

again….before pulling her into their depths.

End Flashback

He had been right of course. She would have never told him how much it had hurt to be cast aside by him. How much she had felt used and unwanted. He had abandoned her and

she had been left with no one who understood the emotional torture Lionel, the trial, and the hiding had put her through. What could she have done? After her tears were over, she

tried to go back to her life. Clark and Lana. Lois. The dramas of Smallville. Nevermind the sweet kiss they had never talked about. Nevermind that for months, all they had had was

eachother to confide in and lean on. The nights on the couch watching movies. Talking or not talking. Their easy banter. It had been good. And it could have been more she had

thought at the time. Almost was more.

'Easy there Chloe! What the hell are you doing dredging up all this nonsense? It's over. You know what he's done since then. The experiments. The labs. The projects. What

people see and who he lets them see are just the tip of the iceberg. He'll use you again.

Let it go.'

'Ok. You're right.'

Chloe's phone rang. Again. The price of staying hidden all day was that she wasn't able to go to work. And by now, everybody, even her dense cousin (yes, she was still bitter)

and Clark, would have noticed. She supposed she should call Perry and tell him that she wasn't coming in today. Sick. Yeah, short, concise. Sick would work well. But, after the

phone stopped ringing, Chloe decided that she didn't feel like dealing with lies today. Well, her own lies. No, she had no problem with someone else's. And with that, Chloe

plopped herself down on her couch and pulled her laptop closer to her on the coffee table.

'Mmmmmm, coffee would be nice….'

'Not right now. I have work to do here.'

As she entered her passwords and opened her most precious files to try to sort through, again, Chloe couldn't help but feel proud of herself. She really was completely safe here.

No one could threaten her or try to kill her, she knew very well that there were some people who weren't happy with her work or the trial all those years ago. No, no one would

ever be able to find her here.

Almost as if on cue, Chloe heard the knock at the door.