The Alien (and it's problems)
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roxyWell, I've looked at it from every way I could think, and unless someone can save it for me, I'm going to have to cut that whole first part, in the plane because it makes no FUCKING sense. I've juggled different ideas and come up with nothing--but the fault lies in me changing horses midstream without thinking of the hanging plot threads...a lesson learned, little ones--if you outline the bitch, try to use the outline! I outline, research and think hard and then sit down and wing it--idiot. Anyway, it hurts, but I am trying to be not total crap here.I want folks to read and enjoy and not grab their eyes every few minutes, y'know?
Any hoo--here he is, Alien, struggling to entertain you.*wipes tears from it's little cheek* Go on darling ,Mummy loves you, no matter what!
Clark lay in his bed and stared at the ceiling. His eyes hurt and his throat hurt from trying not to cry. Why was he being so stupid? It wasn’t like he was some little girl. Guy’s didn’t lie around mooning about some other guy, did they? Well, fuck, he didn’t care what guys were or weren’t supposed to do. This felt like he’d been kicked in the gut. It hurt goddamnit! He thought Lex cared about him. He thought he’d felt something between the two of them before Lex left. Clark jerked upright in bed and punched his pillow so viciously it split and vomited feathers and down all over. Clark spluttered and fanned the feathers away. Great. Now he was crying like an idiot, and mad, and so in trouble when his mom found out what he did. He sat in bed, his head hanging forward and tears running down his face.
The phone rang, startling him,sounding so loud in the silence of the night.He rushed to grab it before his parents woke. He glanced at the clock and saw it was really late, after one. His parents were thank god *sound* asleep by this point, unlikely they heard the phone ring. At this time of night it had to be (Lex?) Chloe, with some bright idea or worry that couldn’t wait. Mostly because she was so darn impatient.
Big sniff and “Hello?” crap! He sounded like he’d been crying. He waited for the inevitable twenty questions that Chloe would bombard him with.
“Clark?” Clark almost dropped the phone.
“Lex?” Clark was happy to hear Lex's voice and just as instantly pissed at himself for being so happy.Here’s the guy who cheats on him and he’s just too …well, not technically cheat, well ok, not cheat at all because he didn’t know…
“Clark, I want to tell you--”
“Ok, Lex, let me say something first,” Clark spoke right over Lex. “I like you. A lot. I think maybe you like me too, and more than as a friend, at least I hope so and I told you my deepest secret because I trust you, and I wanted you to know how much, now I’m telling you my other secret because I trust you and I-I need you, so, you can do whatever now. It’s just that it would be wrong not to tell you.” Clark sucked in air and tried to breathe normally again.
Lex was stunned for a moment, his rational mind shut down momentarily and the idiot part came out to play. “Clark. You don’t even know if I’m straight or not.”
“Yeah,” Clark snorted. “You are *so* straight, Lex.”
Idiot Lex was stung I could be! and almost continued to argue till thankfully Rational Lex came back and reminded himself, *this* was what he’d wanted to hear ever since a beautiful young man came to his door with a set of truck keys and a thanks but no thanks on his lips.
“ You- you like me? Shit. Really?” Articulate has left the building, he thought to himself.
“Yes. But. Lex, we really need to talk, about what you did last week, where you went—*why* you went! Where do I fit in there and why the *fuck* you’ve got *hickies* down to your BUTT!”
“ Ah-I- I’ll explain it all to you, tomorrow, ok?
I promise… I’d rather be face to face with you when I explain. But Clark? You’ve made me really happy.”
“Well, good I guess,” he aid grumpily, not quite willing give up on his feeling of hurt. But Lex liked him back and that was something…great. A smile crept over his lips unwilling.” I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Good night, Clark. Till tomorrow than."
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The next day was actually the longest in history. Clark knew it’d been stuffed with many, many extra hours. He suffered through the most excruciatingly boring Civics class ever, rounded out by the horror of gym, and having to go through the daily struggle not to appear to be anything but barely average. Sometime it seemed like it took so much concentration to seem ‘normal’, he was exhausted by the end of the period, and didn’t have to fake it to appear clumsy.
Finally he was free, and, damn, ready to spend another few hours at home waiting desperately for Lex to be done and come to see him, to talk. A wave of warmth swept over him and he grinned. Sure, they’d just talk. And, after the talking….
He heard a sharp blast of a car horn and looked across the street, away from where the buses were parked. He caught a glimpse of a silver car through the milling crowds of kids; quite a few of them were gravitating towards the beautiful machine.
He was happy, he felt stupid, he felt honored. Lex had come to pick him up from school, and was driving the coolest car he had. Clark was pretty sure it was on purpose.
Eat your hearts out, losers; this is my boyfriend, and his ride, waiting for me! He thought and blushed violently at his soppiness. Actually, he knew ever since he’d first been friends with Lex, that part of Lex’s strange idea of his destiny involved him being ‘popular’, and the car was part of the plan. He shook his head and snorted softly. Did he even have any idea of how truly gay it looked? Clark laughed to himself as he walked over to Lex.
Lex tried not to look overly pleased to see Clark. The thought of what he wanted to, needed to talk to Clark about helped to dim his answering smile a bit. Just a bit though, because Clark smiling was a miracle of nature. His hair was a little messy, but framed his face just right, and his cheeks were red in the raw spring breeze; it had the effect of making him glow,look like an angel. His eyes locked on Lex’s and Lex felt for a moment they were completely alone-he saw nothing else, heard nothing else but Clark. And apparently not even that, as he became aware that Clark was speaking to him.
“—Lex? Hello, Lex?” Clark was grinning even more at him and blushing. Better and better. Let’s not talk, let’s go straight to the part were we kiss—Lex sincerely and deeply hoped he would still want to do that when Clark found out that not only did he tell his secret to someone else, but he also took it upon himself to make decisions concerning his life, and his parents life, without consulting Clark in anyway. God, someday his arrogance was going to be the end of him.
He smiled at Clark when they were seated in the car, and told him they were going on a drive, someplace private, because he needed to talk to him—“About something I’m not entirely sure you’re going to like hearing Clark."
TBC
Any hoo--here he is, Alien, struggling to entertain you.*wipes tears from it's little cheek* Go on darling ,Mummy loves you, no matter what!
Clark lay in his bed and stared at the ceiling. His eyes hurt and his throat hurt from trying not to cry. Why was he being so stupid? It wasn’t like he was some little girl. Guy’s didn’t lie around mooning about some other guy, did they? Well, fuck, he didn’t care what guys were or weren’t supposed to do. This felt like he’d been kicked in the gut. It hurt goddamnit! He thought Lex cared about him. He thought he’d felt something between the two of them before Lex left. Clark jerked upright in bed and punched his pillow so viciously it split and vomited feathers and down all over. Clark spluttered and fanned the feathers away. Great. Now he was crying like an idiot, and mad, and so in trouble when his mom found out what he did. He sat in bed, his head hanging forward and tears running down his face.
The phone rang, startling him,sounding so loud in the silence of the night.He rushed to grab it before his parents woke. He glanced at the clock and saw it was really late, after one. His parents were thank god *sound* asleep by this point, unlikely they heard the phone ring. At this time of night it had to be (Lex?) Chloe, with some bright idea or worry that couldn’t wait. Mostly because she was so darn impatient.
Big sniff and “Hello?” crap! He sounded like he’d been crying. He waited for the inevitable twenty questions that Chloe would bombard him with.
“Clark?” Clark almost dropped the phone.
“Lex?” Clark was happy to hear Lex's voice and just as instantly pissed at himself for being so happy.Here’s the guy who cheats on him and he’s just too …well, not technically cheat, well ok, not cheat at all because he didn’t know…
“Clark, I want to tell you--”
“Ok, Lex, let me say something first,” Clark spoke right over Lex. “I like you. A lot. I think maybe you like me too, and more than as a friend, at least I hope so and I told you my deepest secret because I trust you, and I wanted you to know how much, now I’m telling you my other secret because I trust you and I-I need you, so, you can do whatever now. It’s just that it would be wrong not to tell you.” Clark sucked in air and tried to breathe normally again.
Lex was stunned for a moment, his rational mind shut down momentarily and the idiot part came out to play. “Clark. You don’t even know if I’m straight or not.”
“Yeah,” Clark snorted. “You are *so* straight, Lex.”
Idiot Lex was stung I could be! and almost continued to argue till thankfully Rational Lex came back and reminded himself, *this* was what he’d wanted to hear ever since a beautiful young man came to his door with a set of truck keys and a thanks but no thanks on his lips.
“ You- you like me? Shit. Really?” Articulate has left the building, he thought to himself.
“Yes. But. Lex, we really need to talk, about what you did last week, where you went—*why* you went! Where do I fit in there and why the *fuck* you’ve got *hickies* down to your BUTT!”
“ Ah-I- I’ll explain it all to you, tomorrow, ok?
I promise… I’d rather be face to face with you when I explain. But Clark? You’ve made me really happy.”
“Well, good I guess,” he aid grumpily, not quite willing give up on his feeling of hurt. But Lex liked him back and that was something…great. A smile crept over his lips unwilling.” I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Good night, Clark. Till tomorrow than."
*****************
The next day was actually the longest in history. Clark knew it’d been stuffed with many, many extra hours. He suffered through the most excruciatingly boring Civics class ever, rounded out by the horror of gym, and having to go through the daily struggle not to appear to be anything but barely average. Sometime it seemed like it took so much concentration to seem ‘normal’, he was exhausted by the end of the period, and didn’t have to fake it to appear clumsy.
Finally he was free, and, damn, ready to spend another few hours at home waiting desperately for Lex to be done and come to see him, to talk. A wave of warmth swept over him and he grinned. Sure, they’d just talk. And, after the talking….
He heard a sharp blast of a car horn and looked across the street, away from where the buses were parked. He caught a glimpse of a silver car through the milling crowds of kids; quite a few of them were gravitating towards the beautiful machine.
He was happy, he felt stupid, he felt honored. Lex had come to pick him up from school, and was driving the coolest car he had. Clark was pretty sure it was on purpose.
Eat your hearts out, losers; this is my boyfriend, and his ride, waiting for me! He thought and blushed violently at his soppiness. Actually, he knew ever since he’d first been friends with Lex, that part of Lex’s strange idea of his destiny involved him being ‘popular’, and the car was part of the plan. He shook his head and snorted softly. Did he even have any idea of how truly gay it looked? Clark laughed to himself as he walked over to Lex.
Lex tried not to look overly pleased to see Clark. The thought of what he wanted to, needed to talk to Clark about helped to dim his answering smile a bit. Just a bit though, because Clark smiling was a miracle of nature. His hair was a little messy, but framed his face just right, and his cheeks were red in the raw spring breeze; it had the effect of making him glow,look like an angel. His eyes locked on Lex’s and Lex felt for a moment they were completely alone-he saw nothing else, heard nothing else but Clark. And apparently not even that, as he became aware that Clark was speaking to him.
“—Lex? Hello, Lex?” Clark was grinning even more at him and blushing. Better and better. Let’s not talk, let’s go straight to the part were we kiss—Lex sincerely and deeply hoped he would still want to do that when Clark found out that not only did he tell his secret to someone else, but he also took it upon himself to make decisions concerning his life, and his parents life, without consulting Clark in anyway. God, someday his arrogance was going to be the end of him.
He smiled at Clark when they were seated in the car, and told him they were going on a drive, someplace private, because he needed to talk to him—“About something I’m not entirely sure you’re going to like hearing Clark."
TBC
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8/7/04 05:48 pm (UTC)Couldn't we have gotten ONE incredible kiss in first?
A kiss and a grope!!
Ahhhhh!!!!!
Okay.
:)
So sweet, so schmoopy, so angsty.
*bounce*
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8/10/04 03:16 am (UTC)See? Easy as pie! *wink*
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