Falling From You

Chapter 4

Kara sat at her desk staring at her laptop, it had been a few days since that heart wrenching night in Lena’s apartment. She had barely been a functioning member of society, the blonde went to work, stared at her empty word document then went home and locked herself in her room. A lot of her co-workers noticed the change in her, but she just played it off saying she had caught some sort of bug and wasn’t feeling great. It was finally Friday, and Kara wanted nothing more then to go home and hide away.

But there was this nagging task of the Lena Luthor article that was a constant reminder of the painful hole punched through her chest. Kara hovered her fingers over the keys, but she just couldn’t bring herself to type anything. The blonde crossed her arms against her desk and buried her face against them. Tears fell against her sweater as a wave of pain radiated from her chest making her whole body ache.

“Hey there sunshine. Why so blue.” A deep velvet voice jolted Kara from her misery. She pulled her head from her desk and turned towards the voice. Oliver Queen leaned against her cubical wall, his hands stuffed into his jean pockets. Kara’s lips turned up in a small smile and stood from her desk wrapping her arms around his waist. Oliver was one of Kara’s best friend’s, they had grown up together, their parents both sitting on the high council.

His father was Clarke Kent, and mother Moira Queen, he took his mothers name after she died to honour her and stick it to his father who wanted Oliver to one day take over for him as the kingdoms healer and take his place on the high council as well. Oliver wanted nothing of the sort.

Clarke was the most respected healer within the kingdom. He served as a beacon of hope during the great war, taking the wounded and working miracles getting them ready to fight in a short time. Oliver had these same amazing abilities but wanted nothing to do with being the main healer, or being on the council, what he really wanted was to help people. He came to earth and studied to be a surgeon, he used his abilities to save those who may not have had a chance.

“Oli” Kara mumbled into his shirt as she hugged him. “What are you doing here?” She took a step back looking up at him. Oliver was handsome, no, he was godly. When a human would google what an angel looked like or some sort of Greek god, Oliver’s picture should be the thing that popped up. He had a strong cut jaw, beautiful hazel eyes that changed with his mood, and he was muscular taking after his father. He had his dirty blonde hair shaved into a buzz cut, and a gruff stubble beard that made him look like a man’s man. Oliver tilted his head to the side and wiped some tears that stained Kara’s cheeks.

“Well, your sister called, said you were a little off, and she’s worried. So she sent me.” Oliver smiled a toothy pearly white smile. Kara shook her head and tucked some hair behind her ear.

“I’m okay, really, just a little stressed with this article, and I haven’t been sleeping well.” Kara tried to sound convincing, she didn’t particularly want to try to explain what had her so out of sorts.

“Well, come on, lets go get some lunch.” Oliver looped his arm through Kara’s and grabbed her purse from under her desk.

“Oli you should be at the hospital and I have so much work to do, the article-” He waved his hand, stopping her.

“Nope, I already talked to your boss and I just finished up my shift, I’m taking you for lunch and then you are done for the rest of the day.” Oliver smiled and pulled Kara through her office and to the elevator. “Besides you look like you haven’t eaten yet.”

Kara shook her head but smiled at the male angel, letting him tug her through her office. Now that she really thought about it she didn’t actually remember the last time she ate, and who was she kidding she could use a much needed distraction from the overwhelming torture in her chest. The two enjoyed their lunch, sitting out on the patio just catching up. Oliver was filling Kara in about the constant drama with his father. They were fighting once again about ‘taking his rightful place’ and Kara filled him in about finally getting lead reporter at CatCo media, she neglected to bring up the whole Lena thing, she didn’t want to go there. The blonde had ordered a salad but after a few bites just began to play with her food unable to actually stomach anything.