"You were in Lena's office," she whispered when she recognized her.
"The question is what were you doing there? What kind of relationship do you have with my daughter?"
"Lillian Luthor, mother of Lex and Lena Luthor," she whispered, understanding everything. "We're friends," she explained after a couple of minutes of confusion.
"Yes, I've heard that before," she answered. "Your cousin promised my son everything and then he put him in jail," she snapped, squeezing his jaw. "My intelligent, adored son" she remarked, staring at her.
"What am I here for?" She dared to ask.
"We need you to be human for a while," Lillian smiled. "We know that after your fight against Red Tornado, after making use of your ray vision, you lost all your powers, so you're going to do this right now," she explained, so she shook her head, for she was not going to do it.
"I won't," she replied.
The woman smiled returning to her initial situation, taking the gun from the guard.
"I can't hurt you, but we've discovered that your friend is allergic to lead." She looked at her before shooting Mon-el's knee, causing her sister's screams as well as her own, after seeing him fall to the ground holding "I can shoot him in the heart and we end this, then I can kill your sister, the kryptonite doesn't feel good for her," she said pointing to him, watching as Kaelah stood in front of him to cover him.
"Okay, okay, give me the helmet," she said, agreeing to do so.
They pulled her out of the cell, putting the helmet on her head. She did it without problem, until she felt her powers run low, causing her to scream, until she fell to the ground in tears, listening to her sister's screams.
The woman grabbed her hair to force her to lift her head before hitting her, causing her to fall to the floor. She tasted blood in her mouth after a long time.
"It worked, take her," she said.
The two guards took her by the arms, dragging her out of there, getting her sister's cries were much stronger, so all she could do was close her eyes, wishing that everything was over soon.
I knocked again on the door, I had to break it, get to my sister, I could not stay here doing nothing.
"Kaelah, stop, you're going to hurt yourself," Mon-el warned, turning me toward him, looking at him worriedly.
"Does it hurt?" I asked, making him shake his head. "Do not lie to me, does it hurt?" I asked again.
"Yes, it hurts," he replied as I knelt beside him. "It burns, it's like ..." He was silent as if he did not know how to follow the sentence.
I nodded, the truth was that I understood, because it was the same as I always felt when the kryptonite was introduced into my body, especially when it was used cutting elements, since the wound was the most burning.
I sat down beside him, getting him to turn his head to look at me, going to rest his head on my shoulder.
"You're going to be okay," I tried to assure him by stroking his hair. "We're going to get out of here," I said, feeling tears streaming back into my eyes.
"Your sister is strong, she'll be okay," he said.
I sighed, the truth was that I was not quite sure that was possible, but I did not want to worry him any more, so I nodded and swallowed my sobs.
"Hey, stop crying," he said, raising his head, forcing my hand away from his hair. "You can continue, if you want to, of course," he said with a smile.
I smiled at his comment, happy that he was in the mood to make jokes, but he did not need to ask me for a second time, so I put my hand back in his hair, caressing him, because, in a way, it reassured me.
I watched him close his eyes as he clenched his fists and leaned his head against the bars as if he were controlling himself.
"Mon-el, are you okay?" I asked in a whisper.
"Yes, I'm fine, nothing happens," he replied, smiling slightly.
"You're not okay," I said after a couple of seconds, when I could get into her thoughts. "Why are you lying to me?" I asked.
"I'm not... Oh, you read my thoughts, didn't you?" He looked at me making me nod, but the truth was I kept doing it.
I caught his face watching him, getting his grey eyes following me closely.
"Kaelah ..." I did not let him continue, because before he could say anything, I kissed him, surprised him, doing the same to myself.
"You know how to end with my problems," he said with a half smile, as tears welled in my eyes, why had I done so? " Hey, was it bad? "He asked, meking me shake my head.
I went to answer him, but I was silent when the guards brought my sister back, half unconscious, causing me to separate from him and approach the bars.
"What did they do to you?" I questioned as I watched her sit down.
"They took my blood, I don't know why," she said, remaining silent for a couple of seconds. "I'm afraid," she said, making me take her hand.
"We'll be fine," I said.
"Yeah..., if I don't get out of here alive, tell Alex that I love her and ... and that I wasn't afraid," she said.
"How do you expect me to skip the part that you were afraid?" Mon-el said with a laugh.
We were silent, each focused on our own thoughts, well, except me, because I could hear all their own, so yes, I was aware of my sister's fear of everything that happened.
A hooded man opened my sister's door before demanding that we have to go with him, yet it was obvious that we mistrusted his intentions.
"Kara, it's me," he whispered, pulling off his hood, making me look at him as well, for I recognized him, the same man who had given me the antidote.
"Jeremiah" my sister's tears were present while she hugged him, it was Alex's father, honestly, now I understood everything.
"I'm going to get you out of here, there is not much time," he said opening our door, getting Mon-el, who was leaning against the door, fall forward, despite the fact that I tried to grab him. "I have to take the bullet out, the poison spread further, "he explained at the same time as I lifted him off the ground, positioning me as support so that he could stand.
"Thank you for saving me." I smiled at Jeremiah.
"I couldn't let you die, sweetie, your sister needs you too much." he smiled back at me as we tried to lay Mon-el on the stretcher. "It's going to hurt," he warned.
I grabbed his hand trying to calm him down, watching as the unconsciousness was making itself present, causing me to beg him to look at me, to be awake, however, the moment he squeezed my hand and screamed, I knew he was still awake. I stroked his hair, trying to reassure him, resting my head on his side.
"Shh, it's over, Mon-el," I whispered in his ear as Jeremiah began to pick up things. "Please stop crying," I pleaded with a lump in my throat.
The sirens began to ring, causing us to run, however, carrying Mon-el was not easy.
"I can't leave you here, Alex will not forgive me," my sister said.
"You must go, I have survived thirteen years, I can do it longer," he assured her, embracing my sister.
"We're going to get you out of here," she assured him as they started shoting.
The gate closed behind us, the bullets bouncing on it, however, something managed to reach my arm, destabilizing me shortly before we went outside.
"Kaelah, hey, are you okay?" My sister asked, getting a statement from me. "I've had my cell phone in my boot all this time," he said.
"I do not think there was coverage down there." I smiled at her, helping Mon-el sit down on the sidewalk.
I sat at his side worried, because the truth is that we had to get away from there as soon as possible or they would pick us up again.
I watched him, he was pale, he seemed to be getting dizzy again, so I grabbed him, letting him rest his head on my legs, making me focus on his hair.
"You'll be fine, I promise," I said with tears in my eyes.
"No, Kaelah ..." he said in a whisper. "I love you," he said before closing his eyes.
"No, no, no, Mon-el, you have to fight, you can not give up now" I asked him beginning to cry. "You deserve to live, we all do, please ..."
"What's wrong?" My sister asked, kneeling in front of me.
"He's ... dying," I sobbed helplessly.
"No, Kaelah, it's going to be all right, okay?" She looked at me, grabbing my face, so I nodded. "Everything's going to be okay," she said.
I could not help crying again, for the truth was that today had been one of the days that had been the most frightening, but now I was still doing it, since I feared for Mon-el's life.
"Kara" I called my sister. "Did they do something to you?" I asked.
"No, sweetie, they just took my blood," she replied, sitting down next to me. "You were very scared, weren't you?" She said, brushing my hair away from my face.
I nodded in tears, I had to admit, it was true.
My sister hugged me for a couple of seconds being separated by the noise of a car.
Winn got down from this one approaching us, worried.
"Are you okay?" He asked. "Well, I see Mon-el no, but you two, are you okay?" He asked again.
"Removing the fact that I have no powers, I'm fine," my sister replied. "And I think Kaelah, too, she was injected with kryptonite, but Jeremiah saved her," my sister explained.
Winn nodded before asking them to come and help to get Mon-el in the car. I rested my head on my sister's shoulder, who hugged me and stroked my hair.
"You have blood in your hair," she said, sounding surprised, however, I knew perfectly who that blood was and at what point it had ended in my hair, but I could not give those answers to my sister, so I limited myself to nod.
I sighed, I wanted to finish this day, to lie on my bed and sleep without any concern.
"Hey, I may not have told you before, but-" I looked at my sister. "Happy birthday, Kaelah." She smiled, hugging me.
We had been at home for two hours at last, yet time seemed to go much faster than when we were locked up.
I had locked myself in my room, determined to relax, but the voice of Alex, Winn and James, had managed to try to open the door.
"No, you have to wait a little," said Winn, who held the door on the other side, so I waited until he decided to open it. "Okay" he said, opening it, smiling at me.
I went down the hallway without being very clear what was happening, not understanding why there was a cake with candles on the coffee table, or why they all started singing a song when I appeared, although I relaxed a little to see Mon-el just as lost at the scene.
"What do we celebrate?" I asked my sister in confusion.
"Your birthday," sshe replied before explaining. "It is a tradition that the person who turns out to have to blow the candles on the cake, wishing something," she explained, confusing me even more.
"Do I have to say it aloud?" I asked.
"No," she said, making me nod. "And now blow the candles, I want to eat that cake," she said, getting everyone to laugh.
I listened to her and knelt in front of the cake, watching it, thinking my wish, however, it only cost me to look at everyone as if to realize what I wanted, to keep them with me, never lose them.
I sat down next to Mon-el, smiling, watching as my sister took the cake to cut it, seriously, she was obsessed with it.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
"Well, it still hurts, but I can bear it," he said with a smile.
"About what happened ..." I began to speak.
"Hey, no, I'd rather not listen to your explanations," he interrupted. "What happened, happened, is it, okay?" He looked at me and I nodded. "Have you written about it in the diary?"
"Mon-el," I complained, starting to laugh just like him. "But yes, I did," I said, causing him to shake his head still laughing.
"You're very predictable, Kaelah Zor-el," he said, pounding my arm, causing me to complain, for it had hurt more than I expected. "Are you okay?" He asked, watching me.
"Yes, my arm is a little resentful," I replied, smiling at him.
He nodded, pulling the hair that fell on my face, caressing my cheek, feeling as our faces came together, however, I stopped him before something could happen, separating me from him.
"I think we should stop doing this," I said.
"What?" He asked, confused.
"This" I pointed to us. "I have a boyfriend and I adore him, I'm in love with him, so this can not continue to happen," I tried to explain. "You mean something to me, but as a friend, Mon-el, nothing more ... You're an attractive boy, you can be with the girl you want, and yet you're here, wasting time with me." I looked straight into his eyes. "I don't want our friendship to end, but I don't... like you that was, "I said, watching him, altering as I realized he did not say anything about it." Mon-el, say something, please, "I pleaded.
"It's okay, if it's what you want, if it's what you feel, I can't deny it," he replied. "I love you, I hope you don't forget that," he assured me. "Just one thing, be honest, you're going to tell me what you think of my kisses?" He asked, making me bite my lower lip nervously.
"I'm not going to do it, Mon-el, you'll find out," I replied, rising from the couch to my sister, who was calling me.
"What were you doing?" She asked curiously.
"Nothing," I replied, watching Alex arched an eyebrow. "Nothing" I laughed.
"All right," she smiled.
I looked at Mon-el feeling myself watched by him, who smiled at me from a distance, so I smiled helplessly, happy that we were all well.
Thanks for reading,
Ayrin