self-knowledge ~ SuperCorp

Chapter 9

Kara decided to enter the L-Corp as a normal person, for once. It was quite late, but she sort of hoped that this was one of the night, when Lena is practically buried in a boring but still important paperwork. She wasn't even surprised, when she saw Lena's assistant at her desk. Also doing some paperwork.

"Miss Danvers, hello, good to see you, but what brings you here this late?" she was nicely greeted by Jessica as soon as she noticed her.

"I was wondering..Is-Is miss Lu-uh Lena still here?" Kara nervously shuttered out, already sweating about the talk she's going to have in a few moments.

"You actually doubted that? Of course she is. This week especially. She's in her office." Jess smirked and then turned her sight back to the paper skyscraper on her desk.

"Oh, thank you." Kara simply said and walked towards Lena's office, wondering if she was working more because of her. Maybe?

She was standing by the door, staring at the door handle for a few moments until she finally decided to use her knuckle to softly knock. There could be heard some loud indistinct noises coming from inside after that, confused grimace appeared on Kara's face. She could use x-ray vision, but she didn't want to disturb Lena's privacy, yet.

"Coming in." she called loudly, letting Lena know about her. The white doors went open and revealed Lena kneeling on the floor, wiping a spilled alcohol , glass shattered next to it. Before Kara was able to react, Lena already reached for the glass shards, a small ouch echoed the room. Then Kara finally moved her body towards the green eyed beauty sitting on the floor.

"Hey, let me help you." Kara said once she sat beside her, Lena not even bothered to look up at her.

"I don't need help from you, Supergirl. Save it for someone, who actually wants it, who's worth it." Kara got pretty surprised by Lena's reaction to her, she thought she would be happy to see her, instead of that she was just being harsh and the famous 'I-am-not-worth-it' herself.

"I would give you every possible help in this whole multiverse, you know that Lena. Because you are worth it, because you are priceless. Please let me help you. Just sit and relax."

Lena obliged and stood up, letting Kara deal with the garbage she left on the floor. She saw Kara as she quickly swept it to her hands and threw it in a bin, then she walked to Lena, who was leaning against ther desk, watching Kara, while cleaning the mess.

"Hi." Kara said awkwardly to broke the uncomfortable silence. She was quite close to Lena and she could smell an alcohol from her instead of her lovely parfume, which Kara was so addicted to. Kara loved every little thing about the youngest Luthor, her smell included.

"Really Kara? 'Hi'? That's everything you could come up with?"

Most righteous time? Really, Kara? Nope, this certainly wasn't that time.

"I waited. I waited for you to at least send one stupid text. One. Stupid. Text.
'Hey Lena. I'm okay.' is all I've been asking for. I was really worried, you know? Your sister said, that you were not in National. You left without any excuse. Not the best option, but I get that. I do. But tell me one thing. Why the fuck couldn't you just reply on one of the hundred texts I've sent you? Huh?! I was sick worried. I hated every single moment of not being sure if you okay. The uncertainty was killing me..but whatever, I probably deserved it." Lena was speaking too loud for Kara's taste also she sounded really hurt, which made a tears come up in Kara's eyes. She felt really bad and nothing could make her feel otherwise right now. Then Lena continued.

"All of my screwed life, I was used to be lonely. I've been feeling good alone, eventually it became a part of my personality. But then you came along. Supergirl came along. And for some reason, I wasn't feeling alright alone anymore. I started to enjoy your presence, maybe a little too much, I have to admit. And when I thought that I finally got the chance to be with the person that was making me comfortable and happy while not being alone. Who was making me feel loved. I screwed up. I shouldn't have took you to bed. I should've known you weren't ready. I just..I always screw up the good things and all that stays with me are the bad ones. It sucks, but I guess, I'm just irreversibly fucked up."