Deleted Scenes: The Secret Life of Chloe Sullivan
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Not Yours to Keep
By Hollywood Recycle Bin
Dependant.
As much as Lana tries not to be she still seems to always be dependant on somebody. She always seems to need somebody with her, to take care of her, be there for her, love her. She always seems to have a boyfriend with her nearly all the time before we got together. It used to be Whitney, then she tried to make it Clark but that didn’t work out, and then there was me. I guess she got tired of waiting for either Clark to trust her/ actually ask her out, or for me to love her.
Adam Knight wasn’t the knight in shining armor type, ironically enough; he was the dark mysterious don’t mess with me kinda guy. He was definitely not Lana’s usual type; but then again neither was I. I guess she wanted to get away from our triangle too though it’s kinda impossible to completely get away if you live in a town like Smallville and you’re living with your ex of sorts, though I guess it’s not too hard.
Lana and I have a silent pack to basically ignore each other as much as we can. It wasn’t too hard, we never really ran in the same circles before all of this anyway. When we do have to talk we both pretend that nothing happened that we were like we always were nothing more nothing less. Everyone seems to buy it enough.
Lana met Adam during physical therapy; after she was stomped by that horse that Lex spooked during his bout of drugged insanity. That was all over now thank god, I saw him for a bit at the asylum and it broke my heart even if we weren’t that close to begin with. Clark was completely torn over it; he was too scared to visit, it could see it in his eyes for the whole month that his best friend was locked away. Luckily Lionel had him released after wiping out his memory of everything but I have a feeling that it won’t be the last of everything. Knowing Lex he’ll probably use any resources possible to remember again. And when he does I’ll be right here waiting to help him lock Lionel away for good. I was sick of being Lionel’s whore; completely at his mercy with every beck and call. I was sick of all the lies I had to tell Clark, I mean we just re-established our friendship again and I really don’t want to ruin it.
Anyway, Lana said she and Adam are just friends. She told me she didn’t want to start anything yet and I understand that, but I still wonder how long that will last.
I followed Lana to the hospital the other day to check Adam out; I tell myself that I wanted to see if he was good enough for her but deep down I guess I was jealous, I mean my feelings for Clark haven’t changed but Lana’s been with me for ages and I guess I got used to the feel of her soft arms around me, the taste of her strawberry flavored lip balm in my mouth, the sight of her lying on my bed waiting for me. I really missed all of that.
Adam was different. Different from anybody else I’ve ever seen her with. He didn’t worship her like the others did; not that I ever worshipped her or anything but most of them usually do. Adam was straight forward with her, even more so than I was with her. I never saw anyone talk to Lana like that. He seemed relaxed, like he didn’t care what the small town goddess thought of him; even I can’t seem to do that. Maybe this guy will be good for Lana after all.
I resisted the urge to do a background check on him; it was bad enough that I followed her to the hospital. I really didn’t want to become another one of Lana Lang’s many stalkers.
***
It’s amazing how many things one can lose in only a couple of days. Just yesterday my careful friendship with Clark broke like thin ice. Clark found out about my deal with Lionel, I didn’t know how he did it but he did it, just when he lost his sight after that jewel robbery. I’ve found out only a few hours after that I myself was blacklisted by Lionel at the Daily Planet.
Lionel had accused me of telling Lex about all the horrible things he said about him. I honestly have no idea what was going on, I’ve been kinda avoiding Lex since his release from the asylum. I just couldn’t stand to see him, I felt too guilty every time I look at him even though what happened to him wasn’t my fault. I guess it’s cause I knew that there was more I could have done for him but I didn’t.
Lex will come to me when he’s ready; when he remembers. I know he will, then we’ll both have our revenge.
Lionel didn’t let me leave without souvenirs. A few dark purple bruises on my body and a pair of diamond earrings made up the collection. I put the sparkling jewelry on before diving into my closet looking for either a turtle neck or a scarf. Both of them a reminder of what happened. My eyes seem to glitter as I held back tears. I really wish Clark was here right now to tell me that everything was going to be ok.
***
Pure.
Another word one usually associates with Lana Lang. Everything about her was innocent, no one ever suspects her of hurting anyone. Not even if she does it all the time everyday simply by her mere presence. Though I guess that’s not really her fault.
No one would ever have suspected her of hurting anyone physically though; no matter how much kung fu she knows. Surprise is of course a very powerful element in battle.
I know I never saw it coming when she spin kicked me down the stairs at school.
My first thought was that she was mad at me for something. Maybe she was angry because she thought I was using her to keep her from Clark, or maybe she had just found out that I had cheated on her with Lionel for three months.
“Lana, what are you doing?” I asked carefully.
“Killing Chloe Sullivan,” she replied robotically. I would have laughed if she wasn’t seriously trying to kill me. She was like the Lanaminator or something.
Lana was very strong for someone who used to be known as the damsel in distress. I would have been chopped in half with her axe if it hadn’t been for Adam. Maybe I was wrong, maybe he was the knight in shining armor type after all.
***
Lana Lang was behind bars for the second time in her life. Once again, it wasn’t her fault.
Lana’s eyes widen as she saw me walk over to her cell. She looked completely out of place, even more so than Clark did when he was arrested for arsenal. The girl noticed the scars on my head.
“Oh my god, Chloe! Are you ok?” she asked, concern evident in her voice as she grabbed my hand from inside the cell and pulled me in to give me a hug from behind bars. The tall deputy was just about to stop her when I made a gesture for them not to.
“I’m ok Lana, don’t worry, you didn’t succeed on your mission,” I said and she loosened her hold to look questioningly at me. “Talk about it later,” I say as I pull away from her and gave the deputy room to unlock the cell door.
Lana threw herself at me the moment she was out. I smiled slightly as I was engulfed by the all familiar smells associated with her. It’s been a while since I had Lana in my arms.
It was a long while before she let go of me. “Chloe, what happened? I don’t remember anything.”
“Well long story short, you kinda went all Terminator on me but don’t worry I’m perfectly all right. The sheriff’s right though, you do have one hell of a spin kick,” I said jokingly. Lana look shocked.
“Oh god! Chloe I’m so sorry!!” she said as she flung herself at me again. I sighed as I rubbed her back in what I thought was a soothing manner. Lana looked up at me again. “Chloe, how did you get me out?”
I gave her the old, “if I tell you then I might have to kill you” line and Lana smiled at me. “Thank you,” she said softly, still clinging onto me.
“What are friends for?” I say in reply. Then I added “Thank god Adam was there too,” and she paused. Shit, I knew I shouldn’t have brought him up.
“Adam?”
“Yeah, Adam, that guy you met in physical therapy. He saved my life. If he didn’t come in time...” I let the sentence trail by as a moment of silence set in.
“Chloe,” she said to me after a while. “Could you please not tell anyone that I was in there?”
“Sure.”
***
I got Lana out using the money I got from selling the diamond earrings Lionel gave me. They were beautiful but I decided that keeping them as a reminder of all the terrible things I did wasn’t exactly healthy. Plus Lana needed them more than I did.
I didn’t tell anyone of Lana’s imprisonment. I didn’t really know why she wanted to keep it a secret though. She was under the influence of hypnotic suggestion sent to her through email and she wasn’t the only one that did it. Clark and the Kents got one and tried to off me too. Lucky Clark got there before his parents could succeed.
Turns out it wasn’t Lionel who did it as I had first thought. It was actually Molly, the obsessive, psychotic, homicidal, super engineer genius worshipper of Dr. Garner of Summerholt Neurological Institutes. I have no idea what happened to her, all I know was that Clark went to visit her at her apartment in Metropolis; he didn’t even tell me when he did that. I also have no idea where my article to bring down the research center went after the whole debacle. I seemed to just disappear from my desk at the torch and the files weren’t in my computer when Lex returned them to me.
Well at least I got back one thing I was really missing; Clark’s friendship.
Clark had finally forgiven me for working for Lionel and suddenly everything was right again. Suddenly it didn’t matter so much that I just lost my column at the Daily Planet, or that my father just lost his job at the plant, or that my secret ex girlfriend had just let a guy she hardly knows live in her coffee shop and that I don’t trust him, or that the man of my dreams refuse to tell me his deep dark secrets. Everything was alright because Clark no longer hates me and we were going to be just like we were before.
Who am I kidding? We will never be like we were before. Too much has happened to us and we’ve both changed a lot.
Oh well, at least we can give the friendship another go. I hated not having Clark in my life and I won’t let that happen again. Not if I can help it.
***
Idealistic
Another description of Lana Lang. Some would call that naïve but I know more than anyone that Lana isn’t as naive as she looks. Even if there’s still part of her that is; the part of her that believes that if you truly love someone then you’ll tell them absolutely everything and completely trust in them. Lana emphasizes a lot of that in her relationships; the girl has a lot of trust issues.
I of course never had that problem. When Lana and I were going out Lana thought she knew all of my deep dark secrets. She knew I was in love with Clark and she was ok with it. She thought she knew exactly what she was getting into.
I guess I’m a better liar than Clark and Adam.
Lana still doesn’t know about my deal with Lionel. I guess Clark didn’t tell her. I’m grateful that he respects my privacy enough to not let anyone know; but then he might not be so respectful if he knew of all the things I did with Lionel and with Lana.
I sometimes think Lana is a hypocrite for keeping our relationship a secret when she insisted on so much honestly. I called her on that once while we were together. I remember that day clearly. We were in our room lying on the same bed with our arms around each other. It was morning just after we had sex for god knows how many times and I turned to ask her.
“Lana, if you insist so much honesty then why aren’t you ever honest to anyone about us.”
“Because you don’t want me to be,” was her short reply as she turned to me with a sad smile on her face.
It was true. I didn’t want anyone to know about us because it’ll make it real. As much as I enjoy what Lana and I do together I didn’t want it to be official. I want it to be real between me and Clark, not me and her.
That felt like such a long time ago.
I don’t really think that the trust thing is why she’s not with Clark though. I think she’s using it as an excuse not to go out with him. I’m not sure why though; if she didn’t feel anything for him then she could have just told him that so he can move on. At first I thought it was because she was trying to keep him from turning to me and taking me away from her but we’re not together anymore and that was also Lana’s decision. I guess she just doesn’t really know how she feels about the both of us any more.
Just like I don’t know how I feel about her anymore. I do know how I feel about Clark though.
But that’s not why I’m following Adam around.
Lana had told me about Adam having Rock-Star-in-Hotel behaviors when he has nightmares. She didn’t think much of it; apparently Adam is very persuasive and knows how to get Lana to feel like she’s being paranoid for not trusting him. I know Lana can seem a little paranoid when it comes to trusting people she dates but I think she might be right in this case.
Or maybe that’s just my jealousy talking.
Anyway I followed Adam to a class room. I saw him throwing something into the trash and when I went to look I’ve found an empty syringe. I might be jumping to conclusions but when a guy sits in a dark room, giving himself shots of something in secret it’s usually not a very good sign.
I tried to tell Clark about it but apparently he doesn’t want to know anything to do with Adam. He said he was now “An Adam free zone” because he and Lana had “finally set our relationship to the friendship level” and he doesn’t want to get in the way of them. I know he still have feelings for Lana but he just doesn’t want to ruin their relationship entirely, just like I don’t want to ruin my relationship with him.
Unfortunately that of course leaves me to play the role of the jealous ex that’s suspicious of her new love interest.
***
Lucky for me Lana didn’t think I was lying or paranoid. I highly doubt she’d think the same for Clark. I’m not quite sure why but Lana seems to think that I’m the more trustworthy one of the two despite the fact that it’s not. But then I’ve never had a sudden personality shift the way Clark does and Lana doesn’t know that I was cheating on her.
Lana said she would go and talk to Adam about it. I didn’t trust him enough, from what I know of him, he’s not the type to open up. Chances are he’d probably somehow turn it all on Lana and exploit her obvious trust issues.
So I broke into his apartment.
It was completely dark when I entered and I didn’t turn the lights on. All I needed was my trusty flash light. I use it to scan around the room before it glinted against something on the floor.
It was a medicinal vial; unlabeled with clear liquid inside it.
***
That's it. I hope someone reads this...
Not Yours to Keep
By Hollywood Recycle Bin
Dependant.
As much as Lana tries not to be she still seems to always be dependant on somebody. She always seems to need somebody with her, to take care of her, be there for her, love her. She always seems to have a boyfriend with her nearly all the time before we got together. It used to be Whitney, then she tried to make it Clark but that didn’t work out, and then there was me. I guess she got tired of waiting for either Clark to trust her/ actually ask her out, or for me to love her.
Adam Knight wasn’t the knight in shining armor type, ironically enough; he was the dark mysterious don’t mess with me kinda guy. He was definitely not Lana’s usual type; but then again neither was I. I guess she wanted to get away from our triangle too though it’s kinda impossible to completely get away if you live in a town like Smallville and you’re living with your ex of sorts, though I guess it’s not too hard.
Lana and I have a silent pack to basically ignore each other as much as we can. It wasn’t too hard, we never really ran in the same circles before all of this anyway. When we do have to talk we both pretend that nothing happened that we were like we always were nothing more nothing less. Everyone seems to buy it enough.
Lana met Adam during physical therapy; after she was stomped by that horse that Lex spooked during his bout of drugged insanity. That was all over now thank god, I saw him for a bit at the asylum and it broke my heart even if we weren’t that close to begin with. Clark was completely torn over it; he was too scared to visit, it could see it in his eyes for the whole month that his best friend was locked away. Luckily Lionel had him released after wiping out his memory of everything but I have a feeling that it won’t be the last of everything. Knowing Lex he’ll probably use any resources possible to remember again. And when he does I’ll be right here waiting to help him lock Lionel away for good. I was sick of being Lionel’s whore; completely at his mercy with every beck and call. I was sick of all the lies I had to tell Clark, I mean we just re-established our friendship again and I really don’t want to ruin it.
Anyway, Lana said she and Adam are just friends. She told me she didn’t want to start anything yet and I understand that, but I still wonder how long that will last.
I followed Lana to the hospital the other day to check Adam out; I tell myself that I wanted to see if he was good enough for her but deep down I guess I was jealous, I mean my feelings for Clark haven’t changed but Lana’s been with me for ages and I guess I got used to the feel of her soft arms around me, the taste of her strawberry flavored lip balm in my mouth, the sight of her lying on my bed waiting for me. I really missed all of that.
Adam was different. Different from anybody else I’ve ever seen her with. He didn’t worship her like the others did; not that I ever worshipped her or anything but most of them usually do. Adam was straight forward with her, even more so than I was with her. I never saw anyone talk to Lana like that. He seemed relaxed, like he didn’t care what the small town goddess thought of him; even I can’t seem to do that. Maybe this guy will be good for Lana after all.
I resisted the urge to do a background check on him; it was bad enough that I followed her to the hospital. I really didn’t want to become another one of Lana Lang’s many stalkers.
***
It’s amazing how many things one can lose in only a couple of days. Just yesterday my careful friendship with Clark broke like thin ice. Clark found out about my deal with Lionel, I didn’t know how he did it but he did it, just when he lost his sight after that jewel robbery. I’ve found out only a few hours after that I myself was blacklisted by Lionel at the Daily Planet.
Lionel had accused me of telling Lex about all the horrible things he said about him. I honestly have no idea what was going on, I’ve been kinda avoiding Lex since his release from the asylum. I just couldn’t stand to see him, I felt too guilty every time I look at him even though what happened to him wasn’t my fault. I guess it’s cause I knew that there was more I could have done for him but I didn’t.
Lex will come to me when he’s ready; when he remembers. I know he will, then we’ll both have our revenge.
Lionel didn’t let me leave without souvenirs. A few dark purple bruises on my body and a pair of diamond earrings made up the collection. I put the sparkling jewelry on before diving into my closet looking for either a turtle neck or a scarf. Both of them a reminder of what happened. My eyes seem to glitter as I held back tears. I really wish Clark was here right now to tell me that everything was going to be ok.
***
Pure.
Another word one usually associates with Lana Lang. Everything about her was innocent, no one ever suspects her of hurting anyone. Not even if she does it all the time everyday simply by her mere presence. Though I guess that’s not really her fault.
No one would ever have suspected her of hurting anyone physically though; no matter how much kung fu she knows. Surprise is of course a very powerful element in battle.
I know I never saw it coming when she spin kicked me down the stairs at school.
My first thought was that she was mad at me for something. Maybe she was angry because she thought I was using her to keep her from Clark, or maybe she had just found out that I had cheated on her with Lionel for three months.
“Lana, what are you doing?” I asked carefully.
“Killing Chloe Sullivan,” she replied robotically. I would have laughed if she wasn’t seriously trying to kill me. She was like the Lanaminator or something.
Lana was very strong for someone who used to be known as the damsel in distress. I would have been chopped in half with her axe if it hadn’t been for Adam. Maybe I was wrong, maybe he was the knight in shining armor type after all.
***
Lana Lang was behind bars for the second time in her life. Once again, it wasn’t her fault.
Lana’s eyes widen as she saw me walk over to her cell. She looked completely out of place, even more so than Clark did when he was arrested for arsenal. The girl noticed the scars on my head.
“Oh my god, Chloe! Are you ok?” she asked, concern evident in her voice as she grabbed my hand from inside the cell and pulled me in to give me a hug from behind bars. The tall deputy was just about to stop her when I made a gesture for them not to.
“I’m ok Lana, don’t worry, you didn’t succeed on your mission,” I said and she loosened her hold to look questioningly at me. “Talk about it later,” I say as I pull away from her and gave the deputy room to unlock the cell door.
Lana threw herself at me the moment she was out. I smiled slightly as I was engulfed by the all familiar smells associated with her. It’s been a while since I had Lana in my arms.
It was a long while before she let go of me. “Chloe, what happened? I don’t remember anything.”
“Well long story short, you kinda went all Terminator on me but don’t worry I’m perfectly all right. The sheriff’s right though, you do have one hell of a spin kick,” I said jokingly. Lana look shocked.
“Oh god! Chloe I’m so sorry!!” she said as she flung herself at me again. I sighed as I rubbed her back in what I thought was a soothing manner. Lana looked up at me again. “Chloe, how did you get me out?”
I gave her the old, “if I tell you then I might have to kill you” line and Lana smiled at me. “Thank you,” she said softly, still clinging onto me.
“What are friends for?” I say in reply. Then I added “Thank god Adam was there too,” and she paused. Shit, I knew I shouldn’t have brought him up.
“Adam?”
“Yeah, Adam, that guy you met in physical therapy. He saved my life. If he didn’t come in time...” I let the sentence trail by as a moment of silence set in.
“Chloe,” she said to me after a while. “Could you please not tell anyone that I was in there?”
“Sure.”
***
I got Lana out using the money I got from selling the diamond earrings Lionel gave me. They were beautiful but I decided that keeping them as a reminder of all the terrible things I did wasn’t exactly healthy. Plus Lana needed them more than I did.
I didn’t tell anyone of Lana’s imprisonment. I didn’t really know why she wanted to keep it a secret though. She was under the influence of hypnotic suggestion sent to her through email and she wasn’t the only one that did it. Clark and the Kents got one and tried to off me too. Lucky Clark got there before his parents could succeed.
Turns out it wasn’t Lionel who did it as I had first thought. It was actually Molly, the obsessive, psychotic, homicidal, super engineer genius worshipper of Dr. Garner of Summerholt Neurological Institutes. I have no idea what happened to her, all I know was that Clark went to visit her at her apartment in Metropolis; he didn’t even tell me when he did that. I also have no idea where my article to bring down the research center went after the whole debacle. I seemed to just disappear from my desk at the torch and the files weren’t in my computer when Lex returned them to me.
Well at least I got back one thing I was really missing; Clark’s friendship.
Clark had finally forgiven me for working for Lionel and suddenly everything was right again. Suddenly it didn’t matter so much that I just lost my column at the Daily Planet, or that my father just lost his job at the plant, or that my secret ex girlfriend had just let a guy she hardly knows live in her coffee shop and that I don’t trust him, or that the man of my dreams refuse to tell me his deep dark secrets. Everything was alright because Clark no longer hates me and we were going to be just like we were before.
Who am I kidding? We will never be like we were before. Too much has happened to us and we’ve both changed a lot.
Oh well, at least we can give the friendship another go. I hated not having Clark in my life and I won’t let that happen again. Not if I can help it.
***
Idealistic
Another description of Lana Lang. Some would call that naïve but I know more than anyone that Lana isn’t as naive as she looks. Even if there’s still part of her that is; the part of her that believes that if you truly love someone then you’ll tell them absolutely everything and completely trust in them. Lana emphasizes a lot of that in her relationships; the girl has a lot of trust issues.
I of course never had that problem. When Lana and I were going out Lana thought she knew all of my deep dark secrets. She knew I was in love with Clark and she was ok with it. She thought she knew exactly what she was getting into.
I guess I’m a better liar than Clark and Adam.
Lana still doesn’t know about my deal with Lionel. I guess Clark didn’t tell her. I’m grateful that he respects my privacy enough to not let anyone know; but then he might not be so respectful if he knew of all the things I did with Lionel and with Lana.
I sometimes think Lana is a hypocrite for keeping our relationship a secret when she insisted on so much honestly. I called her on that once while we were together. I remember that day clearly. We were in our room lying on the same bed with our arms around each other. It was morning just after we had sex for god knows how many times and I turned to ask her.
“Lana, if you insist so much honesty then why aren’t you ever honest to anyone about us.”
“Because you don’t want me to be,” was her short reply as she turned to me with a sad smile on her face.
It was true. I didn’t want anyone to know about us because it’ll make it real. As much as I enjoy what Lana and I do together I didn’t want it to be official. I want it to be real between me and Clark, not me and her.
That felt like such a long time ago.
I don’t really think that the trust thing is why she’s not with Clark though. I think she’s using it as an excuse not to go out with him. I’m not sure why though; if she didn’t feel anything for him then she could have just told him that so he can move on. At first I thought it was because she was trying to keep him from turning to me and taking me away from her but we’re not together anymore and that was also Lana’s decision. I guess she just doesn’t really know how she feels about the both of us any more.
Just like I don’t know how I feel about her anymore. I do know how I feel about Clark though.
But that’s not why I’m following Adam around.
Lana had told me about Adam having Rock-Star-in-Hotel behaviors when he has nightmares. She didn’t think much of it; apparently Adam is very persuasive and knows how to get Lana to feel like she’s being paranoid for not trusting him. I know Lana can seem a little paranoid when it comes to trusting people she dates but I think she might be right in this case.
Or maybe that’s just my jealousy talking.
Anyway I followed Adam to a class room. I saw him throwing something into the trash and when I went to look I’ve found an empty syringe. I might be jumping to conclusions but when a guy sits in a dark room, giving himself shots of something in secret it’s usually not a very good sign.
I tried to tell Clark about it but apparently he doesn’t want to know anything to do with Adam. He said he was now “An Adam free zone” because he and Lana had “finally set our relationship to the friendship level” and he doesn’t want to get in the way of them. I know he still have feelings for Lana but he just doesn’t want to ruin their relationship entirely, just like I don’t want to ruin my relationship with him.
Unfortunately that of course leaves me to play the role of the jealous ex that’s suspicious of her new love interest.
***
Lucky for me Lana didn’t think I was lying or paranoid. I highly doubt she’d think the same for Clark. I’m not quite sure why but Lana seems to think that I’m the more trustworthy one of the two despite the fact that it’s not. But then I’ve never had a sudden personality shift the way Clark does and Lana doesn’t know that I was cheating on her.
Lana said she would go and talk to Adam about it. I didn’t trust him enough, from what I know of him, he’s not the type to open up. Chances are he’d probably somehow turn it all on Lana and exploit her obvious trust issues.
So I broke into his apartment.
It was completely dark when I entered and I didn’t turn the lights on. All I needed was my trusty flash light. I use it to scan around the room before it glinted against something on the floor.
It was a medicinal vial; unlabeled with clear liquid inside it.
***
That's it. I hope someone reads this...