You are my Kryptonite

Chapter 6

Lena burst through the door in her lush penthouse, tossing her bag and coat on the stool in her kitchen. She then went into her master bathroom to shower before taking some calls to reschedule her meetings, while Lena stays with Kara as she heals. She turned on the shower then stripped off her clothes and stepped into the steamy shower, washing her hair and body.

As the warm water rushed over her skin, she closed her eyes, imagining Kara with her, massaging her shoulders and nipping at her ears as her hands wandered. Lena's core began throbbing and her own hands wandered to relive herself.

Her fantasy soon came to an end, when she heard the door of the penthouse open and close. Lena carefully, and quietly stepped out of the shower, keeping the water running and wrapped a towel around herself. She then slowly reached into the cabinet, underneath her bathroom sink, pulling out a small revolver.

You can never be too prepared. Lena thought to herself, while peering through the crack in the door and saw a figure from behind looking through a stack of vogue magazines. Lena almost immediately recognized who it was, and placed the gun in a drawer, sighing.

Lena opened the bathroom door all the way, arms folded and an eyebrow raised. "What are you doing here? Don't you have better things to do?" 

The woman turned around and smiled. "Well, Is that any way to talk to your mother?"

Lena rolled her eyes and scoffed. "You are most certainly not my mother." She fixed her hair up in a bun, and gave Lillian a bothered look. "So...what do I owe this pleasure? A tea party with a wanted woman?"

Lillian chuckled and creeping towards Lena. "What's wrong dear? I can tell when something is bothering a Luthor and you most definitely have something eating you."
Lena was silent and just glared at her mother's antics; awaiting her to comment further.

"Lena you know I care about you." She put her hand on Lena's. "I love you, dear so please tell me what's wrong."

That's when Lena swiped her hand away and snapped. "I am not a Luthor, nor am I your daughter. I am the bastard child of your man-whore of a husband and I'm sick and tired of you claiming to love me, because let's be honest for a minute and admit that, that is most certainly not true."

Lillian smiled, at Lena and took a seat on one of the kitchen stools, folding her hands on her lap, nonchalantly. "I know exactly what's going on here. It's a certain super, and I can just feel the envy inside of you..."

Lena bit the inside of her cheek, eyebrows furrowed and anger in her eyes. Lillian smile turned to a bright, big grin. "Ahh, I see. She's told you. The reporter finally came out of the super closet. How are you feeling, Lena dear? Angry? Envy? Hatred? Revengeful? I want-"

"No, mother I want you to stop!" Lenas voice was raised now almost shouting, and her patience was thinning. "Whatever the hell is bothering me, is my own fucking business, so see your way out of it! In fact leave me the fuck alone and for once in my miserable life, I don't want your love and acceptance, I just want for you to leave."

Lilian just chuckled and shook her head, looking down at the ground. "Well, you sure do have outbursts like a Luthor-"

     "LEAVE!" Lena shouted, pointing towards the door.

      Lillian stood up, holding her hands up in surrender. "Whatever you say, Lena. Just remember if you need me, I'm just a call away."

She slid a piece of paper on the counter and strode out the door without another word. Lena waited for her mother to leave until walking over to the piece of paper and reading it.

"Such a bitch.." Lena muttered to herself as crumpled the paper, throwing it in a drawer before returning to her room to change and make her calls.
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"Brainy! I told you I'm fine!" Kara protested. Brainy looked at Kara and folded his arms and gave her a non-believing glance.