Perfect Storm

Chapter Six

"Hey, how're you holding up?" Looking up from my coffee I saw Clark standing in front of me.
"Fine thanks." I smiled motioning for him to sit down, happily he took the seat in front of me.
"Have you spoken to your mom yet?" He asked again, leaning his elbows against the table.

"It's been quiet...hey, how's Lex I feel awful about the car." I questioned trying to change the subject. He leaned back now in a more relaxed and comfortable position.
"He's fine, it's not your fault anyways." He responded.
"Did they ever find out who did it?" I asked, taking another sip of my coffee. He nodded quietly, pulling out a newspaper from his backpack.
"Jeremy Creek, he recently woke up from a 12 year coma and must have been on some psychosis induced rage...Chloe just printed the papers." He finished handing it to me, he didn't look any older than us.

"Thats crazy." I responded reading over the newspaper before handing it back to him, he stuffed it back into his backpack and set it on the floor.
"I'd ask how you did it but...I've had enough crazy for a lifetime." I laughed quietly putting my head in my hands and rubbing my forehead.

"Speaking of crazy, my dad finished your bracelet." He said excitedly. I suddenly got the flashbacks of his hand locking up around it and him having to be dragged back into the house. "You okay?" He asked, reaching his arm out to touch mine.
"Ya...ya I'm fine, I'll pick it up later today." I smiled, picking up my bag and standing up. "I better head out before my mom starts wondering where I ran away to this time." I laughed trying to break the awkward tension. He smiled and looked back down at the table as I walked out the door.

The crisp autumn breeze calmed me, there was nothing like September in smallville. Walking past Nell's flower shop I admired the white lily's for a moment, how vibrant and bright they were.
"Beautiful aren't they?" A voice said beside me, turning, I was faced with the infamous Lex Luthor. Nodding silently I tried to ignore him and leave.
"They were my mother's favorite, I never understood why...I've always thought tulips were far superior." He finished turning to face me with a smirk. He had a couple stitches above his forehead with some steri-strips on them.
"Sadie is it, we never formally met?" He asked, putting hand out, I shook it in response.
"I'm sorry about your Porsche...and your head." I responded quietly looking back at the flowers.
"Ah it's nothing, you couldn't control it." He said quickly in response, the door to the Beanery opened as Clark walked out.

"Well there's the man of the hour." Lex said, almost forgetting I was there. He caught up to Clark and I took my chance to break for it and book it back to my house. I hadn't spoken to my mother since that night and Taylor's been avoiding me around town. Which is definitely not helpful in a small town.
I snuck through the front door as quietly as I possibly could and ran up the stairs. I didn't even know if she was home but I didn't want to risk it.

But no matter what I did I kept feeling like I had done something wrong, maybe if I'd communicated with Taylor he wouldn't have gotten so jealous...I'd never have had to take a car ride from Lex, and I'd still be on good terms with my mom.
"Sadie?" My mother's voice came from the doorway. I took a moment to breath before turning to face her.
"Yes?" I asked, she leaned against the doorway to be closer to me, "Sadie...can we talk?" She asked, I couldn't turn her down anymore so I nodded as she walked into the room.

"Sadie I'm sorry..." she started, "apology accepted." I responded, turning back to my desk. "Sadie, seriously, you know I just want the best for you."
"Really cause it seems you want the best for Taylor." Rolling my eyes I turned to face her, I could tell that one hurt.
"I want the best for both of you, I want you to have everything, including the American dream of a highschool experience." She responded sitting up straighter, she was trying to plead her case but it was falling on deaf ears.
"But I'm not happy, I'm not having the dream highschool experience...whatever that even is, and me and Taylor aren't working!" Finally breaking down that wall I let it all out, hurt barely raising my voice from before.

She looked at me blankly for a moment but started to respond, her voice quiet and cracking.
"I just wanted you to have what I didn't." Her stern face broke a little and finally showed emotion, pushing the hair out of her eyes and looking away from me. "I didn't want you to be stuck like me...I wanted you to be happy." She repeated herself, "but I think you're jumping to fast ending things with Taylor." She finished walking out of the room and closing the door.

I took a deep breath, collecting myself and thinking over her words. Maybe she was right, but I wasn't like her. I didn't want to be like her, lonely and waiting for the day her husband walks back through the front door.
I wanted big things, a life outside of smallville... maybe a penthouse in Metropolis. Or anywhere, just somewhere far from small town Kansas.

She would never want to hear that though, she'd already lost Jamie to his own dreams, it would destroy her to lose her perfect little cheerleader.
I just needed to breathe, if there was one thing I could praise a small town for its the wide open spaces and fresh air.
I walked out of the house without a word and decided to take some time to enjoy the backroads of Smallville on horseback.

It had been a while since I'd left, and Bucky was getting tired so I began to make my way back home. But something felt off, it took me out of my thought induced trance and put me on edge. Bucky hesitated to move forward as I noticed someone standing in the middle of the road.
"Hello?" I asked, Bucky nervously stepped backwards as he came towards me. The closer he got the more I could see of him before I realized who it was.
"Greg? Can I help you?" I asked again nervously now as he neared closer to me.
"Hello Sadie," he started, he'd somehow ended up right beside me and Bucky out of nowhere. I heard an approaching car and tried to dismount to run for it, but Bucky freaked out and reared backwards knocking me off and onto the hard asphalt road.

It took me a moment before I felt anything but quickly my whole body shuddered in pain, my head was spinning and I couldn't stop myself from closing my eyes and laying helpless in the middle of the road.
"Help..." I muttered before losing consciousness.