(Read and review please. I do not own Smallville or Twilight)
Bella places the single white lily on her mother’s coffin. Everyone had already left but she hadn’t the heart to let go just yet. She sits down in one of the chairs, staring upon the coffin. After eight years she should have known she’d never wake. Still, she’d hoped. She wasn’t ready to give up. Through the utter sadness, she found anger. That anger caused guilt because it was directed at Renee. Part of her felt her mother didn’t fight hard enough. Why now after eight years?
Her hands balled up into fists. She bowed over in her chair, the memories drowning her. She rose and walked over to Charlie’s grave. The Kents had them buried here so she could always visit.
Bella crouched over. She put a hand to Charlie’s tombstone.
“Take care of her,” she says the words though the tears begin.
She closes her eyes. The anger grew heavier. She found herself gasping for air.
Clark watched from a distance. Bella hadn’t spoken a word since it’d happened. She’d kept to herself. Bella hadn’t so much as left her room. She’d always talked about the things she and Renee would do once she woke. Talked about how she was going to take care of her.
Clark looks to the sky seeing it overcasting. The wind was starting to pick up a bit. Bella starts walking home as she’d requested. He’d not the heart to go on home with his parents, though. He didn’t like the idea of her being alone. He keeps his distance as she continues on.
She makes her way to the bridge and stops. Bella leans her hands against the rails looking out into the water. A red 18 wheeler truck passes by and a metal pipe rolls onto the road. Clark hears the sound of the metal hitting, another sound, however, following not far off.
He narrows his eyes as Lex’s car flies right past him. His eyes quickly dart towards the bridge where Bella is. He hears the squealing of tires and the slamming of brakes.
Clark sees the car heading right for Bella.
“NO!” he shouted.
He darts over, wrapping his body around hers as the car hits. They both take a plunge into the water. Lex’s silver Porsche takes a dive and begins to sink to the bottom. Clark gets Bella to the surface. He puts a hand to her cheek and checks her over.
“I’m okay,” she says motioning him back towards the water.
He nods and dives in after Lex. Once he comes back up, he drags Lex to the surface. Bella rushes over and sees he’s not breathing. She feels for a pulse. She looks to Clark.
“Isn’t this Lex? That buddy of yours?”
He nods. She swallows back and starts mouth to mouth and chest compressions. Clark paces the area.
Lex begins to cough.
“Help me roll him over Clark.”
They roll him over as he starts to cough up the water. Lex slowly rises and looks to Bella.
“Didn’t I hit you?”
Bella takes in a breath.
But she looks to Clark. She knew it hit him full on.
“No, I’m pretty sure I hit you head on.”
She forces a smile.
“I’d be dead.”
Bella comes to her feet and offers a hand. She and Clark share the same glance as they eye one another. Lex rears back as he sees Clark.
“Well I didn’t even see you,” Lex says, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m good thanks to…” He turns back to Bella.
Lex narrows his eyes.
“Right. I think last time I saw you, you were a little tike.”
Bella smiles as Lex takes her hand.
“You’ve certainly grown up.”
Clark takes notice of the way Lex is looking at her.
“We should get you to a doctor,” she points to the gash on his head. “You could be concussed.”
“I’m fine, thanks to you.”
“Actually…” She turns to Clark.
“She was quite brave, diving in after you like that,” Clark says and winks upon Bella.
Lex takes her hand and looks her in the eyes.
“How can I ever repay you?”
Bella blushes a bit and shakes her head.
“I don’t think we should tell him,” she tells Clark later.
“You know how John gets about these things, Clark. Besides, everyone’s alive and safe. No need to add more drama to the situation.”
Bella lifts Clark’s shirt in the back. She runs a hand along him.
“Not even a mark. Isn’t that the heaviest impact you’ve taken?”
“I believe so.”
She lowers his shirt back down and shrugs her shoulders.
“It’ll just be our little secret.”
They both look up at the stars.
“Long day, huh?” Clark asks.
“Long and weird…” she nudges his shoulder with her own. “And thanks, by the way.”
“Not letting me eat Lex’s precious dashboard. It’s what you should have done, though.”
He seems bewildered.
“We both know why…”
Clark rolls his eyes.
“Are you suggesting I should have let you die in order to protect myself?!”
“It’s important,” she tells him.
“So are you.”
Bella sneezes and rubs her face tiredly.
“Thanks,” she sniffles back.
Lana comes out of her house. Bella takes notice of how Clark’s eyes dart that direction. Bella takes in a breath and comes to her feet.
“I think I’m gonna call it a night, Clark.”
He nods but continues to gaze at Lana’s direction. Bella half-smiles, shaking her head…
The next morning, Bella downs her orange juice. She turns towards the door as there’s a knock.
Bella answers the door.
He smiles genuinely.
“Bella… how are you today?”
“I’m okay. How’s the noggin’?”
“Just a slight sting, could’ve been much worse…” he hints.
She takes in a breath on this.
“I’ve got something I’d like to show you.”
She’d only met Lex a few times. All she truly knew about Lex was that he was rich, a Luther and he was a good friend of Clark’s. She follows him out and sees a brand new sports car. It was a new, black BMW sports car. He hands her a set of keys.
Clark steps out of the house with his backpack in hand. He’s taken back at this scene, watching curiously. Bella shrugs and opens the door. She looks inside admiring it.
“Go on get in,” Lex encourages.
Clark didn’t understand the annoyance coursing through him. Lex had a hand along her back as she peered inside the car. He stepped back, tilting his head, looking directly at Bella’s ass. Clark rolls his eyes once she gets in the car. Lex plays innocent as she turns towards him.
“Pretty cool Lex,” she says with a shrug.
She runs her fingers along the wheel.
“I’m glad you think so because it’s yours.”
“I’m serious; I want you to have it. I owe you my life.”
Bella swallows back, shaking her head.
“If you wish for a different color…”
Bella closes her eyes for a moment. She steps out of the car. She takes Lex’s hand and shoves the key’s into his palm.
“Thanks but no thanks.”
She grabs her backpack and begins to walk away.
“Bella… Please I must do something.”
“Pay it forward,” she says with a shrug.
“What?” he questions.
She stops as if irritated.
“Help someone else in need.”
“I’ve got everything I need. I don’t need that pile of shit. Now move it before I have it impounded.”
Clark’s eyes widen. Lex is taken by surprise as Bella walks away looking furious.
Lex looks to Clark finally realizing he was there.
“It wasn’t my intention, to offend her.”
“Bella’s not like other girls Lex.”
“I can see that,” he says with a grin.
“I guess I better move this pile of shit.”
“It’d be best. She’s one that stands by her word.”
Lex laughs. “Something to admire.”
Clark nods. He eventually catches up to Bella as she’s waiting at the bus stop.
“You sounded like dad,” Clark says as he approaches her.
“It was kind of creepy, actually.”
She shrugs. She says nothing out of respect Clark’s friendship with Lex. Yet, her lip wanted to curl at the very thought of him.
They get on the bus and Lana’s already waiting for Clark. She’s got on a pretty lavender cashmere sweater, black skirt, high heeled knee high boots and she wore her hair up and had on hooped earrings. She smiles upon Clark and pats the empty seat beside her.
Bella pretends out to notice and takes a seat next to Pete.
“Ah, you both made it! And on time!” Pete remarks and Bella playfully punches him in the arm.
She notices Clark sitting next to Lana. Pete sees the look on her face and puts an arm around her shoulder.
“Is someone jealous?”
“Apparently I didn’t hit you hard enough.”
Pete smiles and shrugs.
“Come on Bella – admit it.”
“Nothing to be jealous about.”
“Hmmm, could have fooled me.”
Pete drops his arm. Chloe tosses something Bella’s way. She narrows her eyes and unrolls the paper.
“HELL NO!” Bella says and quickly covers her mouth.
Everyone looks upon her, even Clark. She clears her throat and slouches down in her seat. Pete’s laughing.
“I’m not going!” she hisses at Chloe.
“Um, yes you are!”
“No, I’m not!”
“Yes, you are!”
Chloe playfully bites the air. Bella rolls her eyes.
“I don’t dance. EVER!”
Clark, of course, can hear everything being said. He keeps looking straight ahead, though.
“Because she can’t dance…” Pete utters.
“Shut up, Pete. Neither can you!”
“Yep but I’m still going.”
He looks to Chloe.
“No fair – you can’t take your friends!”
“I don’t know… You just can’t. It should be a date.”
“Who says it’s not?”
“Whatever, I know you both too well. You’re not dating.”
“Fine, then you should go with us. We can share.”
“Now we’re talking.” he says with a playful shrug.
Both girls cut him a glance.
“Not even in your wildest dreams, Petey boy.”
“There’s plenty of me to go around now, ladies.”
They both laugh and Bella swore she heard Clark chuckling.
“I’m going to be busy that night.”
“Cow tipping,” She utters miserably.
“Oh, I’m sure Clark’s father would love that.”
“He does.We cow tip together all the time.”
They turn towards Clark who’s dying with laughter. Bella narrows her eyes and chunks an eraser at him. That only makes him laugh harder.
“You should ask Whitney.”
“EW!” Bella covers her mouth realizing how loud that came out.
She darts her eyes back towards Chloe.
The bus comes to a stop in front of the school. Bella freezes as Lana takes Clark’s hand. Chloe and Pete share a glance.
“Hey…” Chloe says softly.
Bella forces it back and makes her way off the bus. Pete and Chloe rush up to Bella.
Chloe grabs her arm and leads her into the building.
“Are you okay?”
“Look I’m fine.” She forces a smile.
She walks passed and heads to class. Pete and Chloe turn back as Clark and Lana enter the building.
Chloe shakes her head with disappointment.
“He’s an idiot.”
“Come on now Chloe. We should be happy for Clark.”
“And Bella? Isn’t it obvious?”
Clark turns towards them and they eye one another.
“Dude… Did he hear us?”
Chloe laughs. “Not possible we’re too far away.”
“There she goes again tripping over her own two feet.” Lana says with a soft laugh.
Bella’s books are on the floor and she’s picking them up. Clark moves his hand out from Lana’s and bends down to help.
“I got it Clark,” she says softly.
He helps anyway, handing them to her.
“Thanks…” she whispers and heads to class.
“I feel for you,” Lana says as she closes her locker.
“It’s got to be interesting, living with her.”
“Why do you say that?”
“She’s just different. She’s kind of weird.”
“Yes, Clark. She’s not like the rest of us. You see, you fit… She doesn’t.”
Clark narrows his eyes and shakes his head at this.
“I don’t understand what you mean, Lana.”
Lana smiles and runs a hand along his chest. Clark takes her hand and brings it back down away from him.
“I want to know what you mean…” he says.
“Come on, Clark; it’s obvious. The way she dresses and acts? Always carrying that silly skateboard with her. It’s no wonder she hasn’t any friends. If she’d only try harder…”
Clark’s teeth grind together as he looks at Lana.
“She has friends and they’re my friends, too, Lana.”
Lana swallows back.
“You know what I mean. Look, maybe I could come by the house one day? Give her a makeover? Help her pick out some new clothes. I really wouldn’t mind. It could be fun!”
“About the dance…” Clark starts.
Lana perks up at this.
“I’m afraid I’m going to be busy that night, after all,” Clark says, walking off.