Thank you I'm glad you liked it.Wow, that was brilliant! Love naughty Chloe.
I saw your tumblr. [HotCrossedBunny]
Yeah... I'll stop torturing Lex... at some point...That just made me so sad for lex. [Rachet]
Wait a few years... I mean fanfic's yearsAmazing!!! Would Lex be able to make her trust him?? I hope so, someday
[malugargula]
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Year 2
Part 3
/fever/exodus/
Oh yeas, it was just Chloe’s bad luck that when she dated somebody again, he turned out to be nothing more than a meteor freak wanting to use her.
This time she didn’t go to Lex. She decided to live her life without him, just keep avoiding him and she was sure it would only be for the best for the both of them.
Now Chloe was sitting by Clark’s fevering body.
She’d never before seen him like this. It’d been her who’d always gotten sick, because she’d been working too hard in school and on the Torch and she remembered how Clark had always come by to visit her and comfort her. He’d been the best part of her life when she’d been forced to just lie in bed till she would get better. She’d always told him he should just go as not to catch anything, but he’d never had.
And now the situation was reversed. Only when Clark got sick it wasn’t a simple cold or flu. He was unconscious and his forehead was so hot that Chloe wondered why his father hadn’t driven him to a hospital yet.
Chloe didn’t want to lose Clark. Of course he would not die, but she was scared for him anyway. It looked serious.
She was comforting herself with thoughts that if it was really, really bad Mr Kent would react, because his wife had already been lying in hospital. Besides, Clark’s best friend was Lex Luthor and he could’ve sent a team of specialists to the Kents farm any time.
Chloe sighed deeply on the memory of Lex. Now their secret didn’t look so hot anymore. Chloe wished she could just tell somebody. It was killing her not be able to be honest with Clark.
She spilled her feelings to him and was waiting for some reaction. The thought that someday in the future if Clark would fall for her she would have to be honest with him about her sexual life was terrifying.
She didn’t have to tell him everything though, did she? She didn’t have to reveal the name of the man…
Clark shifted on the couch.
“Clark?” Chloe asked, stoking his forehead gently. “Can you hear me?”
Clark smiled weakly, his eyes still closed.
“Lana?” he whispered.
One word. Just one name. Four letters.
And it hurt Chloe so much. It hurt her more than a thousand words. More than a thousand sentences.
It’d been her voice, Chloe, that Clark had heard reading him the letter, not Lana’s.
Yet his feverish mind processed it differently, showed Clark what he wanted to hear.
Chloe stood up, tears in her eyes.
She would not take this any longer. She had to finally get over Clark Kent. She would not be that pathetic girl in love with her best friend, who was in love with somebody else. It had to end. Today.
So Chloe just walked out of there. She couldn’t stop her tears though.
Thinking she should let it go and just move on was much easier than actually doing it. She knew she had to, but… how would she manage?
She couldn’t cut Clark out of her life as she would do with any other man, because he was her friend and she didn’t want to lose that friendship.
Chloe just got inside the car and drove away.
She didn’t know what to do.
She stopped by the Talon and saw Lex leaning against his car.
She suddenly felt the visceral urge to go to him, throw herself at him, give up every ounce of her dignity and just let it all go. Maybe she would…
Before she managed to realize the obvious outcome of the situation and the truth about her feelings, she noticed a beautiful brunette walking out of the Talon. She was the new doctor in town, Helen Bryce, Chloe vaguely remembered.
And Helen Bryce walked straight to Lex, kissed him in the lips and they both got into his car.
Chloe just sat there, in her own car, looking at them with her mouth widely opened.
Of course, she shouldn’t have been expecting Lex to be there every time she would call. Whatever had been between them was over and now… now it was too late.
Maybe it would’ve been a mistake to start something with Lex anyway. Maybe the fact that he moved on was supposed to show Chloe that she should do it as well. Just stop looking into the past, step into the future.
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Chloe immersed herself in school work. She was either studying or working on her paper. The only thing that was on her mind right now, the only aim, was to get the summer internship in the Daily Planet.
She needed to be the best for that.
She was tired of relationships. She was tired of the fact that Clark had started seeing Lana again and didn’t have the guts to tell her. She was tired of her roommate lying to her. Did she miss something? Oh yeah, Lex Luthor was getting married. Again. But she would not think about that bastard. No way.
She had her future ahead and she would get where she’d been dreaming her whole life to get.
All of that still didn’t stop her from bursting into tears again when she saw Clark and Lana kissing in the barn.
It wasn’t even that important now, when she was doing everything to get over Clark. It was about Clark not trusting her enough. She’d always been honest with him, ok, maybe she’d left one thing out, but that had never influenced their friendship and Clark had never had that feeling he’d been lied to. Chloe had always felt that way in his presence and didn’t really recall any time that it’d been different.
Yet, she still stood by him. She didn’t take the offer that Lionel Luthor had given her.
Well, take that, Clark, she thought while being so angry she could actually scream.
She would take care of her future.
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Of course Chloe did not intend on telling Lionel everything she had on Clark. She didn’t even know that much herself, but she took the opportunity.
“So, what changed you mind, Ms Sullivan?”
“Well, what can I say? Opportunities like this aren’t dropped on your doorstep every day.”
Clark Kent didn’t care about her. He’d just blown her over while saying that he’d had more important stuff to do. Just like that. Like she was some kind of trash or a plaything he could use whenever he wanted and then just drop it.
Lex didn’t even acknowledge her existence and she wasn’t even invited to the wedding. Lana and Clark, the perfect Smallville’s couple, of course were.
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Lex was looking through the window, but wasn’t really seeing anything.
He would soon be married.
He’d rushed into this to put the past behind him, to finally forget about a certain blonde.
He’d chosen a brunette that was the opposite of Chloe in every way possible.
That should do…
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A/N And look! I managed not to put smut into this chapter!
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