Together Forever (a Superman love story)

Chapter 5

*Edited*

   I wake up the next morning with the smell of Clarks cologne on the pillow next to me, but he isn't there. I can still feel his fingertips brushing against my skin. I feel my body shiver then I roll over to see that the shades have been opened. The sun is seeping through the blinds, making me feel warm and cozy inside. There are raindrops rolling off the light green leaves, like it rained last night. I get up and walk into the kitchen to find roses in a vase on the counter, with a note next to it. It has my name on the top of it. I open it up, and read it out loud.

   "Dear Autumn,

   By the time you are reading this, it's too late. There were people last night following me. I went out to buy you some flowers for our anniversary and a couple very large guys with guns tried following me home. I recognized them. They have been following me for as long as I could remember. Studying me, watching every move that I take." My heart starts to beat a little faster the more I read this letter.

   "Finally they kidnapped me. I couldn't use my powers in front of the city pedestrians so I let them take me down. They took me to their car and tried to put handcuffs on me, but the car was far enough away from the city, that I could use my powers to escape. I needed to leave, I didn't want to but I needed too. They told me that If I tried anything that they knew who you were, and they were going to do bad things to you. So they told me that either they kill me and hurt you, or I needed to turn myself in." No no no no I scream inside my head. I put my hand over my mouth to stop the gurgling sounds coming out of my mouth and I read on.

   "I know by now you are probably wondering why I'm not telling you this face to face? I needed to get away before they found out where I lived. I love you so much. And we will see each other soon, I promise.

   Love, Clark.

   P.S. Turn on the news."

   I clench the note in my hand while I shove myself toward the TV, feeling my eyes start to well up with tears. I grab the remote and turn it on, and sure enough there he was. Flying in mid air. With his "Superman" suit on. I start crying. Tears are streaming down my face. I get down on my knees and watch as about a hundred soldiers point there guns at him. They are scared and I can tell. I can hear Clark talking to them, and the soldiers talking back. Why didn't he listen to me?! He promised!

   "Why are you here?" One soldier asks. Clark hesitates for a second then answers the question.

   "I am here because my home planet was destroyed. I needed to find refuge and this was the closest planet to mine. My parents thought this place would be the perfect refuge for me." He is looking towards the person that asked him that question and there were a few soldiers that took deep breaths.

   "How do we know you won't destroy our planet?" Another soldier asks.

   "Because I won't. I am here to protect your plant. I am not a threat to you humans, I am just merely hear to keep you all safe." Clark says slowly. The camera goes over every soldiers face. My stomach drops when they all put their finger on the trigger and fire.

   "Nooooooooo!"  I scream into the TV. All I see is a blurred picture of Clark falling to the ground and blood covering every inch of him. A big puff of smoke surrounds him and I can't see anything anymore. I've seen him survive a gun shot, but not this many.

   "Noooo."  I mumble in between sobs. My legs get weak and my body drops to the floor, my head against the TV screen. I sob until it hurts. All I hear is the sound of gunshots through the speakers. They keep shooting until he stops moving. Until it looks like he stops breathing.

I slump down with my back against the television, feeling so numb that I can't even feel my legs. My eyes burn, my throat hurt, my head hurts. I don't know if it's because I've been crying a lot lately or what, but this is the tenth time this week I've had a headache. I'm also getting clumsier and clumsier by the day. I'm feeling sick to my stomach. At some points, I have trouble walking. I don't know what's going on with me. Am I sick? Or is my head telling me that the love of my life is dead? There's something wrong with me, and I know it. To top it all off, Clark might be dead. 

"Oh, Clark." I sob slightly, letting the last tear that I can cry, slide down my cheek. I can't cry anymore. I physically can't cry. I'm hurt and I'm lost. 

Worst of all, I'm broken.

   TO BE CONTINUED!!

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hey guys, so like I said in the author's note this is going to be a very short chapter. The shortest in this story, but I hope you liked it and they next chapter will be done by this weekend. Don't forget to comment, vote, and add. :)