**WARNING: THE CHAPTER ENTITLED “CONSEQUENCES” AND ALL THE CONTENT THERIN IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY, AS IT CONTAINS INSTANCES OF HEAVY VIOLENCE WITH DEPICTIONS OF BLOOD, DEATH, AND PTSD INDUCED VIOLENT BEHAVIOR.**
Consequences
Just having extraordinary abilities was only the tip of the iceberg that weighed so heavily on the shoulders of young Clark Kent. Ever since he had really come to understand how different he was, he’d felt the constant pressure of possibly being found out by his friends, or worse, his enemies. Granted, for an 18 year old on the verge of completing high school, his only real enemy was the ever-so-popular Whitney Fordman. Not that Clark had a real reason to dislike Whitney (except for having Clark strung up in a corn field…). He was really just in the way of Lana.
Ah, Lana… Young, beautiful, and incredibly intelligent. At least, that’s how Clark saw her. The only girl for him, she was always at the forefront of his mind, and when he caught a glimpse of her that fateful day outside of the Talon, he couldn’t help but stare…
“Oof!”
Having been completely distracted, Clark had run right into the stiffly squared shoulders of his arch-nemesis: Whitney.
“Watch it, Kent!” Whitney growled.
“Sorry,” Clark told him, but he didn’t really mean it.
“If you’re going to apologize, it should be for staring at my girlfriend.”
“St-staring,” Clark stammered. He was very much put-off by Whitney’s brazen declaration. “I wasn’t… We’re just friends, Whitney.”
“I’m not blind, Clark. You lost your shot with her, remember? So back the hell off. Let’s not forget,” Whitney leaned in close. “I know your secret. All your secrets, Clark. And nothing, nothing you’ve done for me gives you the right to interfere with our relationship, so stay away if you’d like to keep that charming farm boy face in one piece.”
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D.M. Kurtz 