Tangled - Chlex/Chlark - R
Summary: Chloe is stuck in a tangled web between Clark and Lex. Chloe POV.
Rating: R
Pairing: Chlex, Chlark
Characters: Chloe, Lex, Clark.
Warning: Adultery, Questionable Consent, Angst.
Note: Written for Kim (addictive_lost ) who asked for a Clark/Chloe/Lex story from Chloe's POV here. If you wish to make a request, feel free. Kim, the Sun/Sayid story is definitely coming. :)
It hadn’t meant to turn out like this. I never meant to get so tangled.
It had started two months ago, with a completely innocent run-in with Lex in a bookshop. I had known it was wrong to agree to go to coffee with him, ever since Mr Kent’s funeral Clark and him had been fighting. But I couldn’t resist. I could never resist Lex, with all his charm and sophistication.
So I agreed. I paid for my books and we hopped in his Porsche and went to some chic cafe near LexCorp. It never occurred to me that this in itself was betrayal to Clark, to my husband. After all, what he didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt him.
And when I got home that night, to Clark’s warm arms and burnt chicken, I try to tell myself that there is no reason to worry, Clark will never know and it will never happen again. And as I lay in his embrace, in our bed, I sleep easy.
I meet Lex for lunch a week later.
The whole time I was with him, the mere hour I was in his presence, I felt as if I was shining, as if my skin was splitting like a snake to reveal a whole new layer of me. I had never felt so alive. It frightened and excited me at the same time, and so I agreed to meet him after work the next day for drinks at his penthouse.
I was not expecting what I found.
It was an easy seduction, as most would say. If I asked Lana, hypothetically of course, she would say the rich charms of Lex Luthor would be welcome to anyone who read People Magazine, and I suppose that’s true. But it wasn’t his wealth that lured me to him, it was never about money, it was about love. Worship. He worshiped me in his bed. Clark barely even touched me anymore.
And when I went home again that night, this time to Clark’s warm arms and Chinese takeout boxes, I looked him straight in the eye and I lied to him. Although life with Clark had seemed to have become routine, I could never ever hurt him enough to admit to sleeping with ‘the enemy’. And it wasn’t just because he could probably kill me with his eyes, literally, it was because although I no longer loved Clark, I had once, and it wasn’t something I wasn’t likely to forget.
So, I lied. I lied for over a month, until one night I came home reeking of sex and booze, and he knew. I suppose he likely knew before then, Clark Kent was not a big dumb alien. But he took one look at me and promptly threw up in the kitchen sink.
I was ashamed.
It was the first time since the affair started that I actually felt guilty.
I had brought it on myself of course, it was my own fault. So when Clark stormed across the kitchen and grabbed my wrists, yanking me into our bedroom, I didn’t fight. This was the price I had to pay for pretending to be a god. I should’ve known better. I should’ve been the adult. I was a toddler playing in a desert of sand.
When Clark fucked me into the mattress, I didn’t struggle or cry or even make a single sound. I let him take out his misery, his frustrations on me. I didn’t enjoy it. I never enjoyed sex with Clark, not since Lex.
When Lex saw the bruises and cuts the next day, he didn’t say a single thing. He simply brushed feather-light kisses over them, each and every single one, then held me in his arms. It felt so right, so fulfilling, and I didn’t question it. It seemed wrong to label what we had, so I simply didn’t think about it.
Two weeks later, here I am taking a pregnancy test. I am pregnant. I am pregnant, and I don’t even know who the goddamned father is.
Life is not meant to be this difficult.
Oh what a tangled web we weave.
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